Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Chapter 309: Beast, Let Go of My Goddess!

While the two were messing around, Wang Xun happened to walk in and saw them ’intimately’ holding each other while ’flirting.’ He could hardly believe his eyes.

"Xiao Jiang, not bad! You managed to win over Reba so quickly?"

Hearing this, Reba immediately jumped away from Jiang Siming, blushing as she said, "Xun-ge, what are you thinking? I was clearly hitting him!"

"I get it, I get it. Hitting is affection, scolding is love," Wang Xun said knowingly.

Reba was speechless and didn’t want to argue with him.

"Let’s go, Xun-ge. If we don’t leave now, it’ll be midnight soon," Jiang Siming said lazily, not bothering to explain. The more you explain, the more suspicious people become.

"Alright! You’re really looking out for my business, Xiao Jiang," Wang Xun said, hooking his arm around Jiang Siming’s shoulder.@@@@

With that, the two men walked out, arms over each other’s shoulders, completely ignoring Reba, leaving her standing there like air.

Reba stomped her feet twice but quickly followed them. Since they called her a little tag-along, she decided to be one and stick with them for this whole episode!

Wang Xun’s car turned out to be a taxi. Since the front passenger seat was reserved for the cameraman, Jiang Siming had to squeeze in with Reba.

There were actually three cameramen—one for each of them.

In the end, Jiang Siming’s cameraman chose to ride with the production team’s car, leaving only two cameramen in the taxi. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have fit.

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The backseat was packed with three people. The cameraman sat on the right, Jiang Siming in the middle, and Reba on the left.

To make things worse, the cameraman was quite large, leaving Jiang Siming and Reba with no choice but to sit tightly pressed together.

Jiang Siming didn’t mind, but Reba felt a little uneasy. She turned her head toward the window, pretending to admire the view.

Meanwhile, Jiang Siming casually chatted with Wang Xun, completely ignoring Reba.

Eventually, Reba couldn’t resist her drowsiness and fell asleep in the car.

Her head naturally leaned on Jiang Siming’s shoulder, even shifting to find a comfortable position before drifting into a deep sleep.

Noticing this, Jiang Siming grinned mischievously at the camera and said, "At a time like this, if I secretly did something bad, she definitely wouldn’t know, right?"

If Reba’s fans had seen this, they would have definitely screamed:

"Beast! Let go of my goddess!"

But in the next second, they would have realized that Jiang Siming wasn’t doing anything indecent.

Instead, he grabbed a charcoal pencil from Wang Xun’s car and secretly drew a couple of mustache strokes on Reba’s face.

Still completely unaware, Reba continued sleeping soundly.

At that moment, Yue Yunpeng was also wearing makeup, transformed into a greasy middle-aged man.

He was painfully selling goods at a watermelon stall.

Yes, he was in pain. Up until now, he had eaten who knows how much food.

Rice cakes, pig trotters, flatbreads, dumplings... He had eaten a full plate of each.

Even someone with a big appetite like Yue Yunpeng couldn’t handle it anymore.

But he was already making quick progress, now at the final watermelon challenge.

If it had been Jiang Siming, he probably wouldn’t have even finished the first three tasks yet.

When Yue Yunpeng saw Jiang Siming and Reba approaching, he looked like he had just seen family.

"Brother Jiang, this task is way too hard! My stomach is about to explode!" Yue Yunpeng cried out miserably.

"You think I can’t see that you’re suffering but also enjoying it? If you don’t like it, we can switch tasks," Jiang Siming saw right through him.

"No, no, no! I really can’t do the labor task. This one suits me better. Hehe, here, have some watermelon."

Yue Yunpeng chuckled and cut two slices of watermelon for them.

"Reba, what happened to your face? Why do you have a mustache?" Yue Yunpeng finally noticed something strange about Reba’s face.

"A mustache?" Reba was confused and took out her phone to check the camera. The moment she saw herself, she immediately understood.

"Eat your watermelon, eat your watermelon. Women shouldn’t get angry all the time, it’s bad for the skin." Jiang Siming forcibly stuffed a piece of watermelon into her mouth.

"Mm... you... this guy... it’s actually pretty sweet..." Reba held the watermelon and started eating with loud slurps. The anger she had just built up seemed to vanish into thin air.

After staying with Yue Yunpeng for a while, they went to check on Lei Jiayin and Xiao Zhu.

By noon at twelve, all six people, exhausted and starving, returned to the production team.

Except for Yue Yunpeng, who was full, the other five were all famished.

"Director, hurry up and give us food! I’m starving!"

"Me too! So hungry, so hungry!"

"I feel like I could eat a whole cow!"

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Everyone was starving. After working for so long in the daytime, it would have been strange if they weren’t hungry.