With Ye Nanshen there as her strategist...
Gu Luosheng simply kicked back.
She even spread out a blanket beside him and rested her head on his thigh.
She ate the leftover food while directing everyone.
"There's a chicken in the southeast corner."
"Brother Qian, behind you!"
"Hey, hey, hey, it's getting away! Gu Luoxi, do your eyes even work? It's right at your feet!"
Gu Luosheng shouted instructions with gusto.
"Ah, you stupid chicken, don't bite me!"
"Get away!"
"Aaaah, that hurts like hell!"
Feathers flew everywhere, and everyone's cries rose one after another.
It looked like a World War II battlefield. What a spectacle.
Gu Luosheng was having the time of her life.
This was much more interesting than a normal filming session.
Fun. It really was fun.
By the time everyone collapsed from exhaustion, they hadn't caught a single chicken.
Gu Luosheng blinked. "That's... it? Everyone was still enjoying the show."
Zheng Xincheng panted heavily. "If you're so good, you do it! These chickens are impossible to catch. They won't cooperate at all."
Gu Luoxi's face was deathly pale. Her wounds had only just scabbed over, but after all that strenuous movement, they had... split right open again.
The pain was unbearable.
Forget catching chickens. She didn't even want to move now.
Even someone with Wang Lang's physique waved a hand. "I'd rather go hungry."
"You guys just don't have what it takes." Gu Luosheng stood up with a smile.
Gu Luoxi scoffed. "Easy for you to say. If you're so capable, catch one and show us."
Ye Nanshen raised an eyebrow. "Shengsheng, I remember you saying you specialize in putting doubters in their place?"
"That's right." Gu Luosheng beamed.
"You're just too stupid. Catching chickens takes technique. Of course you won't catch anything if you run around