They had hardly used any bowls. Once everyone had run off to play, Chi An packed all the rubbish into the bag the crew had given them and set it aside to keep using that evening.
"Want to go into the tent? The livestream's over." Fu Yanci spread his arms behind him to prop himself up, stretching one hand farther out to keep Chi An within his reach.
"Let's go back and have a nap." Chi An patted off his backside and stood up. He glanced at the people still playing over there, then turned to a nearby crew member. "Will there be crew here at noon?"
"We'll be staying here with you."
"Then sorry for the trouble, but please keep an eye on the water and get them back as soon as the tide comes in." Chi An wasn't sure when high tide was, though he had checked beforehand on the boat. It would be one forty at the latest, and the tide wouldn't go out until after seven that evening. They could head down after dinner then and catch some seafood for tomorrow.
The crew member said, "Sure, no problem."
There were no cameras inside the tent. As soon as he entered, Chi An spotted three bags in the corner. "Whose is this?"
"Song Wenjing's. He's sharing our tent." Fu Yanci took off his shoes and pulled a pair of slippers from his bag, setting them beside him.
There were only three tents in total. Chi Shuran and Ren Anwen shared the one in the middle, the two of them and Song Wenjing shared the one on the left, and the remaining four people were in the tent on the right. The tents came in different sizes; presumably, the director had prepared them in advance.
"Okay." Chi An