The camera first cut to Aunt Liu stewing goose in an iron pot for a few minutes, then switched back to Wen Ruqiao and the other two.
In stark contrast to the miserable scene of the sea fishing group, the harvesting group was filled with the joy of a bountiful harvest.
Wen Ruqiao had picked so many coconuts that the baskets the three of them were carrying couldn’t hold them all.
“I’ll go borrow a tricycle,” said Xiao Ou, who had filmed several episodes on the island and was naturally outgoing, getting along well with the villagers. “Look, that’s Grandpa Wang’s house over there.”
Xiao Ou pointed to a house not far away. Wen Ruqiao narrowed her eyes and suddenly sprinted toward it.
Lu Minglang seemed to notice something too, and with his long legs, he chased after her.
“Huh? Ru Qiao… Brother Lu, wait for me!” Xiao Ou hurriedly ran after them.
The live-stream audience slowly typed out question marks.
[Uh, what’s this confusing behavior from the pretty girl?]
He Huainan’s fans were basically all Wen Ruqiao’s haters, and they seized the opportunity to criticize her relentlessly:
[LOL, she’s obviously trying to steal the spotlight.]
[I don’t believe anyone can’t tell Wen Ruqiao is desperate to get famous.]
[I’m done. Wen Ruqiao is still the same old her. She just stole the show picking coconuts, trying to seduce Lu Minglang. Now she’s running around on purpose to catch his attention. She should take a good look at herself and see if she’s even worthy!]
With this momentum, Lu Minglang’s fans also became unhappy.
[Wen Ruqiao, are you worthy?]
[Wen Ruqiao, please stay five kilometers away from my brother!]
[No way, no way, is someone really delusional enough to try to ride on our brother’s fame?]
…
The live-stream comments were overwhelmingly one-sided, almost instantly drowning out any supportive messages for Wen Ruqiao.
It couldn’t be helped—He Huainan and Lu Minglang had massive fan bases, far beyond what Wen Ruqiao, a newcomer who had only gained some attention by donating books and picking coconuts, could compete with in such a short time.
The camera only captured the girl’s back as she ran like the wind.
Even Lu Minglang couldn’t catch up to her immediately.
As for Xiao Ou, he was huffing and puffing, struggling to keep up.
Finally catching up at the entrance of Grandpa Wang’s house, Xiao Ou complained, “You two run way too fast…”
The cameraman arrived at the same time, and the lens zoomed in—
A figure lying unconscious on the ground caused countless viewers to gasp in shock!
[What’s going on?]
Xiao Ou was startled when he saw it. “Grandpa Wang!” He quickly urged the cameraman, “Hurry, contact our on-site doctor!”
The staff on-site descended into chaos.
The calmest person, surprisingly, was Wen Ruqiao, who had arrived first.
She reached out to check Grandpa Wang’s pulse, and her brows instantly furrowed. Without hesitation, she said, “Cardiac arrest. We need to perform CPR immediately.”
In the eyes of the haters, everything Wen Ruqiao did was wrong.
[Are you a doctor? How dare you talk nonsense?]
[You just love showing off, don’t you? Always have to speak up.]
[Give me a break. Improper CPR can harm the patient. You’re just trying to cause trouble, aren’t you? So dramatic!]
But the next second, the haters were proven wrong!
Wen Ruqiao knelt on the ground, interlocked her palms, straightened her arms, and pressed down vertically with quick, forceful compressions.
Her movements were textbook-perfect!
Xiao Ou and the other staff members were stunned.
Lu Minglang also stared at her without blinking.
The force and depth required for CPR are demanding, and it’s actually not an easy task. Soon, fine beads of sweat appeared on Wen Ruqiao’s milky-white nose, and her breathing grew slightly uneven.
Yet every movement she made remained impeccably precise.
The scene was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and viewers in front of their screens unconsciously held their breath.
Suddenly—
“Cough—” Old Man Wang coughed and regained consciousness.
“He’s awake, he’s awake!” The onlookers breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Just then, the doctor arrived and promptly began examining Old Man Wang.
Wen Ruqiao let out a sigh of relief and tried to push herself up to stand.
But she was exhausted and weak, her legs giving way as she nearly stumbled.
A pair of strong hands steadied her shoulders just in time.
Wen Ruqiao looked up, meeting Lu Minglang’s concerned gaze.
“Are you alright?” Lu Minglang’s tone was gentle, his eyes hiding a trace of heartache.
Wen Ruqiao waved her hand, signaling she was fine, and subtly distanced herself from Lu Minglang.
A flicker of disappointment crossed Lu Minglang’s eyes. He could sense that Wen Ruqiao was avoiding him to prevent misunderstandings.
“Old Man Wang is fine now,” the doctor concluded after the examination, even praising Wen Ruqiao. “This young lady performed CPR very promptly and effectively.”
Wen Ruqiao sighed in relief. “It’s good that he’s okay.”
Xiao Ou finally realized, “Ru Qiao, you ran so fast earlier because you saw Old Man Wang collapse, didn’t you?”
“Mm.”
Xiao Ou suddenly understood.
In the livestream, the anti-fans fell silent.
But even casual viewers couldn’t stand it anymore.
[Some people’s mouths must be coated with arsenic.]
[How can such nice people have such sharp tongues?]
[Don’t you owe Wen Ruqiao an apology?]
The anti-fans quietly went into hiding.
Unconsciously, more sister-fans and auntie-fans began to sympathize with “poor little Ru Qiao.”
Such a nice young lady—why does everything she does seem to be wrong?
It’s really not easy.
Old Man Wang’s tricycle pedal was broken, so it could only be pushed, not ridden.
Wen Ruqiao had intended to help push the tricycle, but Xiao Ou insisted on pushing her onto the vehicle.
“Just sit there! Brother Lu and I will push you back!”
Wen Ruqiao smiled. “I’m quite heavy, you know.”
“You’re not heavy at all,” Lu Minglang suddenly muttered in response.
Xiao Qiao is so thin…
Her shoulders are all bones, almost sharp to the touch.
Has she been living poorly in the Wen family?
Lu Minglang felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
He had only recently learned that Wen Ruqiao was his long-lost younger sister. But despite the Lu family’s many efforts, they hadn’t been able to contact her.
Upon learning that Wen Ruqiao would be recording this variety show, he canceled all his schedules and came directly.
But when he finally faced Wen Ruqiao, he didn’t know how to bring it up.
He was afraid Wen Ruqiao would resent him and refuse to acknowledge him as her brother.
“Let’s go!” Xiao Ou shouted, starting to push the tricycle.
Lu Minglang snapped out of his thoughts and silently joined in pushing the vehicle.
The scene shifted to the sea fishing group.
After a long time with no catch, even He Huainan, who usually maintained a refined persona, grew irritable.
An Ruosu was no exception. She had long forgotten about showing off her figure and was nearly in tears from the sun.
She asked weakly, “It’s almost mealtime. What are we going to eat?”
Da Hai stood up, rummaged in the cabin for a moment, and tossed each of them a packet of instant noodles.
And not the cup kind—just the bagged ones!
But An Ruosu was too hungry to care. Instant noodles were fine—as long as they filled her stomach.
Only…
“How are we supposed to soak them without hot water?” she asked in confusion.
Da Hai was even more puzzled: “Soak what? Eat them dry.”
An Ruosu: …!!
He Huainan: …!!
Amidst the audience’s laughter, the main screen switched to the beachside cottage.
The three returned laden with coconuts, and Aunt Liu smiled until her eyes narrowed into slits.
Wen Ruqiao had just sat down when she suddenly heard a clamor of voices.
Lifting her deer-like eyes, she saw a crowd of people waving to her from outside the fence:
“Child, come, come, come! Grandma made pancakes for you!”
“Little girl, Uncle just caught some fish, fresh as can be! Here’s a bucket for you!”
“Little sister, the free-range chicken from my family’s farm makes the most fragrant soup. I specially picked a plump one for you!”
“…”
Guests: ??
Audience: ??
Everyone was stunned!