I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

As soon as Jiang Che said this, even the fat owner of the food stall who was cutting meat stopped chopping.

Song Yuqi bit her chopsticks, her eyes darting back and forth between Jiang Che and Dilraba.

She wanted to laugh, but had to desperately hold it in, her cheeks puffing out like a hamster's.

Well, Jiang Che, at least you have some conscience; you know to side with your own people.

Dilraba stood by the table and stared at Jiang Che for a full five seconds.

If it were any other female celebrity, she would probably find a way to back down at this point, and that would be the end of it.

But Dilraba didn't.

She took off her sunglasses and tossed them onto the plastic table.

"Okay."

She chuckled and turned to walk towards the pile of green coconuts.

Wu Zheng was so anxious he was jumping up and down, "Hey! Reba! You can't do that! That knife is so heavy, you'll hurt your hand!"

Dilraba ignored him completely.

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair arms, and bent down to pick up the knife Jiang Che had just used.

The knife was really heavy; when she lifted it with one hand, her wrist sank down.

She gritted her teeth, picked up a green coconut, pressed it against the wooden stake, raised her knife, closed her eyes, and began to chop downwards.

"Bang!"

The knife almost slipped off the coconut when it struck the side of the coconut, and instead peeled off a layer of bark from the nearby wooden stake.

Song Yuqi watched from the table, her neck hunched over.

Is this woman crazy?

Would you really cut down coconuts just to save face?

[This competitive spirit is truly impressive! She truly lives up to her reputation as the fiery-lipped goddess of war!]

[She's not chopping coconuts, she's chopping Song Yuqi's head, hahaha!]

Wu Zheng must have been terrified. If this was a workplace injury, could the production team afford to compensate him?

Jiang Che sat in his seat, drinking coconut chicken soup.

He didn't even turn his head, but paused for a moment when he heard the loud crash of the soup spoon that had missed its mark.

Song Yuqi stretched out her leg and kicked him under the table.

"You're really letting her cut it?"

Song Yuqi lowered her voice, "What if she chops off her hand? Her fans will tear us apart."

Jiang Che looked up at her and put a piece of chicken leg meat dipped in soy sauce into her bowl.

"Feeling sorry for her?" Jiang Che retorted. "Then why don't you go and chop up the rest for her?"

"I'm not going!" Song Yuqi immediately protected her rice bowl. "I've already done my part; I'm the owner of this meal."

Jiang Che snorted and didn't say anything more.

Over there, Dilraba has already found her rhythm.

Although he wasn't as skillful as Jiang Che, he could still easily peel open a coconut in a few strokes.

Sweat dripped down her chin, soaking the back of her sun-protective clothing.

As she chopped, she cursed inwardly, thinking, "I've never been this pathetic when I was filming action scenes on wires back in the day."

Ten minutes later.

"Clang." The machete was thrown onto the cutting board.

Dilraba swung her aching arms and strode back to the plastic table, pulled out a chair, and plopped down in it.

"Boss! Ten, all cut!" she shouted to the fat boss, her voice panting but full of energy.

The portly boss gave a thumbs-up. "Girl, you're ruthless!"

Dilraba turned around, raised her chin, and looked at Jiang Che. "Senior brother, may I sit at the table now?"

Jiang Che took a clean, empty bowl, filled it with soup, and pushed it towards her.

"Drink it."

Looking at the bowl of soup, Dilraba felt a lot of the grievances and anger she had accumulated from chopping the coconut dissipate inexplicably.

She picked up her spoon, just about to drink.

A pair of chopsticks reached over from the side, picked up a piece of chicken breast, and precisely placed it into her bowl.

Song Yuqi looked at her with a smile, "Eat more meat to replenish your strength. After all, this meal is on me, your 'former partner'."

Dilraba's hand holding the spoon froze in mid-air.

She glanced at Song Yuqi but didn't say anything.

I simply didn't have the energy to speak.

Seeing that the two women were about to start fighting again, Jiang Che put his chopsticks on the table.

"Want some or not?"

Jiang Che glanced at the two of them. "If you're not going to eat, I'll have the boss pack it up."

This trick worked; the two immediately shut up.

Dilraba lowered her head to drink her soup, while Song Yuqi picked up a piece of water chestnut and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound.

The meal was incredibly bizarre; Wu Zheng was having the photographer take close-up shots of his face from all angles.

This is the chaotic scene he wanted! This is the ratings!

4 PM, Yalong Bay No. 2 Beach.

The sun wasn't as strong as it was at noon, and the sea breeze felt quite pleasant.

The production team erected a huge sunshade on the beach.

Deng Chao, Chen He, and Lu Han strolled over from a distance.

Each person was holding a glass of iced cola and burping as they walked.

"Ah, that feels good."

Chen He patted his round belly, "The Boston lobster on that yacht was as long as my forearm. Thanks, Lao Jiang!"

Jiang Che leaned back in the beach chair and nodded.

Song Yuqi, who was sitting next to him and applying sunscreen to her legs, rolled her eyes when she heard this.

Wu Zheng stood in the middle of the shed, holding a megaphone.

"Everyone's had a good lunch, right? Now, let's announce today's ultimate mission!"

Everyone's spirits lifted.

"What's the name of our show? 'Five Ha'! It's all about being spontaneous and carefree!"

Wu Zheng grinned slyly. "So, tonight, we're not staying at a hotel!"

Deng Chao groaned, "Not again? I almost threw out my back setting up the tent yesterday!"

"We're not setting up tents today."

Wu Zheng waved his hand, "Today we're having a camping bonfire party on the beach!"

"Considering the disorganized groupings, the current rule is: everyone will return to the main group, without further grouping!"

Song Yuqi stopped what she was doing and glanced at Dilraba sitting on the other side.

No grouping?

"You'll need to purchase the supplies for the bonfire party yourselves at the nearby seafood night market."

Wu Zheng pointed into the distance, "The production team has prepared 500 yuan for everyone's activities. How you allocate it and what you buy is up to you."

"but!"

Wu Zheng raised his voice, "There's a Truth or Dare game tonight. Everyone has to prepare an extremely sharp question and write it down on a card beforehand and hand it to me."

A commotion immediately erupted on the beach.

Chen He immediately became interested and slapped Deng Chao on the shoulder, "Brother Chao, your chance for revenge has come! Watch how I'll kill Old Jiang tonight."

Deng Chao rubbed his hands together. "Don't hold me back. I want to ask Dilraba and Yuqi who's more embarrassed!"

Song Yuqi pursed her lips, feeling a little uneasy.

This segment was clearly aimed at Jiang Che and the two of them.

Jiang Che took off his baseball cap and sat up straight.

He glanced at the group of lively characters across from him, who were eager to get started, and chuckled softly.

"Sure, take your time playing tonight."