Lei Xuan had repeated this speech several times already, and Yan Xianjue was starting to get impatient. "Got it, got it. Let's go already, I'm starving."
Lei Xuan took a deep breath.
With a troublesome student like Yan Xianjue, his teachers must have had it rough!
He pointed his loudspeaker at Yan Xianjue. "Don't think I'm not talking about you! Don't go running around just because you know how to ride!"
Yan Xianjue: "..."
Why was Lei Xuan so naggy?
When Shen Fangli heard that, she wanted to defend Lei Xuan a little.
But then she figured that if she said one thing, Yan Xianjue probably had a hundred crooked arguments waiting for her.
Forget it. Lei Xuan could suffer a little.
Then she heard Yan Xianjue say, "Can't you just send me the location? We can go over there ourselves first."
At that moment, both the guests on-site and the viewers in the comments fell silent.
Lei Xuan could not say a word for quite a while.
"Um... I think," said the younger of the twin brothers, who studied the humanities, "maybe no Mongolian yurt comes with a location function?"
Yan Xianjue: "..."
"Pfft."
The others might have been a little more restrained, since anyone could tell that Yan Xianjue held a special position on this show.
But Lei Xuan and Shen Fangli had no such reservations.
Shen Fangli even laughed so hard that she practically collapsed into Yan Xianjue's arms.
"Oh my God, young master. Even if you didn't study the humanities and didn't have to learn geography, you should know that Mongolian yurts don't come with GPS, right?"
Yan Xianjue held the person who had thrown herself into his arms. "...Would you believe me if I said my brain short-circuited for a second?"
Shen Fangli nodded, delighted.