To protect the guests, and for the sake of the show, the production team had prepared tricycles in relatively cute designs and colors.
Each vehicle had an enormous inflatable figure in a matching color attached to the front.
These were very different from the vehicles Racing God Shen had handled before.
Shen Xingcan stared at the cute little vehicle before him, looking thoroughly displeased. "Chapter one: the racing god returns. Chapter two: the racing god falls. I have reasonable grounds to suspect the production team is targeting a veteran racing god like me."
Ye Ran: "Pfft."
Song Tiantian: "Hahaha, so do you want to exchange points for a tutorial, Xingcan?"
Shen Xingcan refused. "No. I've already talked big. Wouldn't I lose face if I exchanged points now? A man can't say he can't do it, especially not in front of his sworn enemy."
Although this thing was different from what he had driven before, the principles should be pretty much the same. They were all tricycles, after all.
With that thought, Shen Xingcan climbed onto an orange pumpkin tricycle.
Song Tiantian asked, "Can you really do it, Xingcan?"
Shen Xingcan fiddled around for a while, then made an okay sign. "Should be fine. Let me try..."
As he spoke, he slowly started the little vehicle, following what he remembered.
The vehicle soon began puttering along. After trying a few turns, Shen Xingcan stopped again. "Chapter three: the racing god is reborn! Cameraman, get on! We're going to find Xie Linchuan."
The cameraman answered and quickly climbed into the cargo bed with his equipment.
Song Tiantian reminded him, "If you run into any problems on the way, you can ask the cameraman behind you for help, Xingcan. He knows how to drive this kind of vehicle."
Shen Xingcan acknowledged her. "Okay, bye! I'm off."
Once he was sure the cameraman was seated, Shen Xingcan twisted the throttle. The pumpkin vehicle shot off from a standstill and vanished in a blink, nothing like the slow little vehicle it had been moments earlier.
Watching the pumpkin tricycle disappear into the distance, Song Tiantian murmured, "...So that's how Xingcan drives."
Ye Ran said, "...That's why he crashed into the chicken coop five times."
Song Tiantian said, "I guess you're right."
[Knowing how Shen Xingcan drives and still daring to ride with him-Xie Linchuan's love really is true.]
[What was that orange thing that just went whoosh?]
Shen Xingcan tore through the orchard on his little pumpkin tricycle, while the cameraman sitting behind him looked positively green.
When Shen Xingcan arrived at Group A's location, the three mango pickers still hadn't gotten a hundred jin of mangoes ready.
Shen Xingcan stopped the vehicle neatly beside Xie Linchuan, then reached out a finger and tipped up his chin. "My beautiful crown princess, your crown prince has come to take you back to the palace~"
The morning sunlight was clear and bright. The young man sat astride the seat in a relaxed pose, his black hair loosely tied with a dark green silk scarf. Stray strands blew against his cheeks, making his face look all the more dazzling, his peach-blossom eyes shimmering.
As he lifted his head, his slightly open collar revealed a stretch of slender, fair neck. A faint smile rested on his lips, and his gaze was alluring yet clear and brilliant, as though it held a hook.
That slightly cool touch made his jaw tingle, and even his breathing unconsciously grew light and slow. Xie Linchuan fixed his deep gaze on the young man before him like a predator lying in wait, concealing a desire to devour him while keeping his fangs firmly reined in.
After their eyes met for a moment, Shen Xingcan casually withdrew his finger. "I only teased you a little. Do you have to look at me like you want to eat me? Eating the crown prince is a grave crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations!"
The pretty young man grumbled loudly in displeasure, as though that fleeting hint of seduction had only been Xie Linchuan's imagination.
[You should be grateful you're filming right now. Otherwise, your husband would definitely leave you dazed and out of it.]
[That look in Xie Linchuan's eyes just now was like he wanted to eat Shen Xingcan alive... Hiss.]
[Keep teasing him. Go on. You'll behave once you get fucked someday.]
[...It's perfectly normal for good friends to joke around.]
[...Like I said before, Shen Xingcan is definitely no innocent.]
[This is a farming support variety show meant to promote mangoes, not a dating show!]
[Not a dating show... So you solo-stan ladies think they're dating too~ (#^.^#)]
After accusing Xie Linchuan of looking at him that way, Shen Xingcan got off his pumpkin vehicle. "How many mangoes have you picked? Is it a hundred jin yet? If not, hurry up. I want first place. I want to get my things. Sleeping in these clothes is really uncomfortable."
Xie Linchuan neither spoke nor moved. He simply stood there watching Shen Xingcan.
Getting no response, Shen Xingcan was very displeased. "Xie Linchuan, what's wrong with you? Keep this up and I'll report you to the production team for not actively completing the task!"
Looking at the person before him whose face was covered in displeasure, Xie Linchuan said lightly, "Go ahead, then."
Shen Xingcan stared at Xie Linchuan in disbelief. "Could you possibly be any more annoying? Do you believe I'll hit you?"
"Are you going to jump up to hit me?"
Xie Linchuan proved through his actions that not only could he, he could take it even further.
Jump up to hit me...
Jump up...
Jump...
Shen Xingcan roared in a towering rage, "Xie Linchuan, I'm going to kill you! Aaaaaah!"
Jiang Yifeng, who had been picking mangoes some distance away, jolted in fright at those words. He tossed away his mango and dashed between Shen Xingcan and Xie Linchuan.
Jiang Yifeng spread his arms to keep the two apart. "Let it go, let it go! Talk it out. Neither of you has it easy, neither of you! Murder is illegal! You can't kill anyone!"
Hadn't they been getting along just fine a moment ago? How had this escalated into a criminal case in the blink of an eye?!
Shen Xingcan said, "Move! I'm going to kill that bastard Xie Linchuan!"
As he spoke, he began searching the area for a suitable murder weapon.
Jiang Yifeng earnestly tried to persuade him. "Don't, Captain! Calm down. Think about it. We still have several days left on this island. If you kill our youngest now, who's going to cook for you afterward? You can spare his life for now and kill him once we're off the island and he's no use anymore."