Even CCTV couldn't boss me around-who does he think he is?!

Seeing Jian Li's score, Shi Huayi and Zhou Nan instinctively exchanged a glance.

Each saw scrutiny, suspicion, and... confusion in the other's eyes.

The entertainment industry was full of hidden talents, after all. People like them, who secretly moonlighted as informants for some intelligence agency or institute of domestic and international affairs, were everywhere.

Most had undergone professional training. They were not only highly skilled at their jobs but frighteningly capable, fading from public view once their missions were accomplished.

But this was their first time encountering someone as complicated as Jian Li.

If he was moonlighting too, what was all that about serving as a blood bank and letting others walk all over him?

Was he playing weak to catch his enemies off guard?

Lowering himself to gain their trust,

then gathering evidence of the Lu Group's crimes?!

If that was really the case, why was he showing his hand now?!

Could he be a double agent?!

That would be trouble!

People like that were the hardest to deal with...

The two veteran informants went into brainstorming mode. Both planned to find a chance to contact their superiors and have them thoroughly investigate Jian Li's hidden identity.

Meanwhile, the thirty-eighth-generation leader of a certain martial arts sect had a much simpler thought.

The sect's heir, whose stage name was Luo Xiaohong and whose real name was Luo Wudi, nodded inwardly.

This man's physique is exceptional. He's a martial arts prodigy. Our sect must recruit him!

Seeing the admiration in every gaze directed at Jian Li, Lu Yuanhang's expression darkened. His lips curled mockingly. It's just a ten-ring shot. Is there any need to be so surprised?

I can do that too!

With that thought, Lu Yuanhang announced, "My turn," and stepped forward on his own with the pistol.

He had assumed shooting was the kind of sport where, once you mastered the basics in your youth, you could put them to use anytime, anywhere.

But when he actually stood before the target, he discovered that his hands would not stop shaking around the pistol, and the bull's-eye kept blurring into overlapping images.

He gritted his teeth, then suddenly remembered something. A strange smile curved his lips, followed by three shots: bang, bang, bang.

The target automatically slid back until it was right in front of him.

Lu Yuanhang immediately beamed at the camera. "I scored ten rings too!"

"All three shots!"

"Instructor, come look!"

Feng Dayuan's already stern face grew even colder. Ignoring his boasting, he turned aside. "Huo Xiao, you're up."

"What is that supposed to mean?! Are you deliberately targeting me?" Lu Yuanhang's expression changed. "You commented on everyone else, but when it's my turn, you just ignore me?"

Feng Dayuan snorted. "Don't you know why?"

Under that piercing gaze, Lu Yuanhang actually began to feel guilty.

Could he have noticed the target paper was switched?!

Before Lu Yuanhang could speak, Huo Xiao walked up to the firing line.

He adopted the same textbook stance, but the profile he presented to the camera was nothing short of perfect.

Another wave of shrill screams swept through the livestream chat.

[Our award-winning actor is best at target shooting! He had a whole year of professional training for a ground-combat movie! If an eleven-ring score existed, Huo Xiao would definitely be the one to hit it!]

[Come to think of it, that was really weird just now. Lu Yuanhang's bullets seemed to go off course. They weren't even heading toward the target!]

[Is it that hard to acknowledge someone else's success? The target paper is right there, and you're still slandering our Yuanhang?! Aren't you going too far?!]

[Is the production team treating people differently? Why does the instructor have such double standards? Everyone else gets praised for completing the task, but our Yuanhang gets nothing but abuse? Director, get out here and explain yourself!]

[...]

Watching the argument spread to him from behind the monitor, the director sneered and picked up his walkie-talkie. "Set up a separate feed in a bit and replay Lu Yuanhang's shooting footage in slow motion!"

The crew member receiving the order sounded hesitant. "Director, isn't that a bad idea? After all..."

"What's bad about it?! If he has the nerve to pull tricks, we'll have the nerve to expose him!" the director said firmly.

As soon as he lowered the walkie-talkie, his assistant leaned over. "Boss, if we offend the financial backer, what are we going to do about funding later?"

"Does having money make him special?" The director turned and raised an eyebrow. "He's not the only one with money."

"I hate people interfering with my show."

"Even CCTV couldn't boss me around-who does he think he is?!"

Hearing that, the assistant stopped trying to persuade him.

Mostly, he understood the director's reasoning. Lu Yuanhang's cheating would be discovered sooner or later, so they might as well distance themselves from it now.

Besides, the fact that there was a mole on the crew was absolutely intolerable!

After the morning shooting lesson ended, the guests were taken to the cafeteria for lunch.

Because they were on an isolated island with limited supplies, the food was simple, mostly whole grains and common fruits and vegetables.

Jian Li sat down, picked up a sweet potato, peeled it, and took a bite.

To him, it was an excellent source of carbohydrates.

With enough protein and vitamins to go with it, this would count as a nutritious lunch for losing fat and building muscle.

Accustomed to a pampered life and fine dining, Lu Yuanhang looked at the food on the round table with a flash of disgust. Catching sight of Jian Li eating with relish out of the corner of his eye, he said contemptuously,

"A wild boar wouldn't appreciate fine feed anyway."

Jian Li slowly lifted his eyes. "The two sides of your face look a little uneven. Want me to fix that?"

"You wouldn't dare!" Lu Yuanhang glared at him, but the instant he spotted the cameraman approaching, his attitude changed. "Jian Li, I only asked because I was worried you wouldn't like the food. There's no need to get violent, is there?"

Unconcerned about the camera beside him, Jian Li continued stuffing roasted sweet potato into his mouth and gave him a puzzled look. "You're so good at acting. Do you practice on that dumbass brother of yours every day?"

Hearing those words come through the screen, Lu Siqi nearly spat out his coffee in his office.

His face flushed with anger, but then he noticed something off about the expression of the personal secretary standing beside him. His lips parted coldly. "Do you want to laugh?"

The secretary immediately shook his head. "No."

Lu Siqi's face grew colder. "This is just another way for Jian Li to get my attention!"

The secretary immediately nodded. "Exactly."

Lu Siqi said, "...Get out!"

The secretary immediately replied, "Of course."

After being shut down, Lu Yuanhang still wanted to argue, but the show's guide had already walked in and interrupted him with a megaphone. "The rankings for this morning's shooting lesson, in order of performance, are as follows."

"Jian Li, Huo Xiao, Yuan Feng, Luo Xiaohong..."

"The production team will award the guests points based on a performance evaluation system."

"Those scores will then be weighted to determine the overall rankings."

With that, the guide started to leave. Lu Yuanhang abruptly stood up. "Wait! Why isn't my score included?!"

"All three of my shots scored ten rings! I should be ranked first!"

The guide looked over. "Sorry, your results were deemed questionable and have been invalidated."

"Q-questionable?!" Lu Yuanhang froze. "What gives you the right to call them questionable? Do you have any proof?"

The guide smiled. "The separate livestream feed is replaying the footage on a continuous loop. You can check it anytime."

Lu Yuanhang fell silent.

What?

A continuous loop?

Are they fucking doing this to screw me over on purpose?!