Chapter 342 - 342: Wrecking Scumbags, the Director is Feeling Exasperated (1)

Chapter 342 - 342: Wrecking Scumbags, the Director is Feeling Exasperated (1)

Translator: _Min_

Zuo Zonghe’s nerves completely shattered. His vision darkened and he fainted on the spot.

Jiang Changfeng also retreated a few steps.

“Why are you standing so far away? Come here and let me see the skill of your Miracle Doctor Alliance,” Si Fuqing glanced at him. “I don’t believe you don’t know how to use poison. If you mess up, you’re dead.”

She was smiling, and the way she spoke seemed like she was about to kill a chicken.

Jiang Changfeng sighed, taking a medicine bottle out of his pocket.

He opened Zuo Zonghe’s jaw and fed him the medicine, snapping the jaw shut with a “click”.

Zuo Zonghe woke up again in pain, especially in his lower body, numb from the agony as if devoured by thousands of insects.

“For a man like you, who enjoys humiliating women, that part is useless,” Si Fuqing said, lowering her head. “Consider it a favor that I’ve disabled it.” Zuo Zonghe broke out in cold sweat, his eyes bloodshot.

“By the way, do you know why your Zuo family is so unlucky?” Si Fuqing bent

over, a cool smile on her lips. “It’s because you’ve been unlucky all along. Your family prospered because you stole my luck. You’re the third one now. I’m not in a hurry.”

“Return everything you’ve taken, especially your younger sister.”

Zuo Zonghe’s eyes widened in shock. “Luck? You...”

No wonder the old lady of the Zuo family had been so distracted lately.

No wonder Master Miaoguang from Liushan Temple had said such things.

There indeed was such a mystical reason.

Zuo Zonghe’s body twitched and he fainted from the pain again.

Silence filled the room.

Finally, Jiang Changfeng broke the silence: “You’re talking about these things in front of me. You trust me that much?”

Si Fuqing turned, raising an eyebrow: “Actually, I poisoned you on the first day we met. ”

Jiang Changfeng’s expression changed drastically.

“Just kidding. I don’t trust you, but I trust Ningning,” Si Fuqing said casually. “Of course, you can tell others if you want, but let’s see how long you can live.”

Jiang Changfeng clenched his lips, changing the subject, “How long are you going to record the show here?”

“Planning to be my backup?” Si Fuqing stroked her chin. “You are actually quite good-looking, certainly better than the superstar in the show.”

Jiang Changfeng responded, “...Thanks for the compliment.”

“Tomorrow morning at eight, throw this guy into the bushes near the program crew, and then find some stray dogs,” Si Fuqing instructed. “I trust your medical skills.”

Jiang Changfeng took a deep breath, “Okay.”

So he was stilljust a tool.

At 7:30 in the morning.

The other five guests gradually woke up and started their morning routines.

Qi Shuning had a restless night, her legs covered in mosquito bites.

left.”

Saying this, she jiggled a fifty-yuan note in her hand.

Yuan Heping:

The audience was also: “...”

Si Fuqing put down the eggs and bread, “I’ll go freshen up.”

Once the door of her cabin closed, the others gradually came back to their senses.

[That’s so you, Si Fuqing.]

[Definitely a bug in the program. Will the director increase the difficulty of the challenges now?]

[The director’s face has turned green.]

Indeed, the director was at his wits’ end.

He had brought in an assistant director not to disrupt the show, but to fill in the gaps.

“Go, hide the supplies even better,” the director instructed the crew, lowering his voice. “And make her path more challenging. She can’t be allowed to pass too easily.”

How are others supposed to play then?

“Director, there’s a bunch of reporters outside wanting to come in,” the coordinator said, sweating profusely. “They want to film.”

“Who allowed these reporters to come here?” The director’s face darkened.

“Didn’t they know I was filming here?”

There were quite a few villages around here.

Before filming started, he had already negotiated with the villagers to ensure their daily life wouldn’t be disturbed.

These entertainment reporters only sought chaos and controversy.

“They say it’s big news related to Teacher Si,” the coordinator explained, distressed. “If we don’t let them in, they’ll expose it online, which could harm

Teacher Sits reputation...”

“Ridiculous, let them come in!” The director slammed his fist on the table, clearly furious. “If they don’t capture anything today, they might as well not leave.”

The coordinator shook his head and immediately went to call the reporters waiting at the entrance.

There were at least a dozen entertainment reporters.

[Why so many reporters? What happened here?]

[Can you leave? Who wants to see you paparazzi? I want to watch my wife survive in the wilderness!]

[You’re not watching survival in the wilderness. I’m embarrassed to point out that you’re just craving for her body.]

“We received a tip that Miss Si couldn’t bear the loneliness during the filming of the show,” the leading reporter said confidently, chin up. “If it’s true, we’ll report the news as it is. If not, we can clear the air. We hope everyone understands.”

As soon as these words were spoken, a stunned silence fell over the scene.

Qi Shuning was taken aback, her gaze almost instantly turning towards the closed cabin.

With such a scandal unfolding in public, could Si Fuqing still remain a glamorous star in the entertainment industry?