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Chapter 10 Chen Lang’s Painting Style(1/2)

 Chen Lang spent the morning of the fourth day in uneasiness.

First came thunder, earth-shattering thunder.

The roar of thunder shocked Chen Lang's soul.

In particular, there were a few thunders that seemed to explode in Chen Lang's ears.

Chen Lang was so shocked that his ears were ringing.

Then came the wind, an extremely violent wind.

The strong wind kept attacking Chen Lang's bamboo raft.

The bamboo rafts swayed in an amplitude visible to the naked eye.

Chen Lang felt that his bamboo rafts would be blown away.

But every time the bamboo rafts are about to be scraped away.

The bamboo rafts will be severely pressed down by the wind.

Clattering sound.

This is attributed to Chen Lang's fixation of the bamboo rafts very firmly.

Finally came the rain, pouring rain.

In the past, Chen Lang thought that the pouring rain was an exaggeration.

But now Chen Lang doesn’t think so.

Because he really saw the rain as dense as splashing water.

The fire below has been completely extinguished.

It was extinguished by water leaking from the cracks in the bamboo.

Chen Lang held the pan and took a big sip of the cold drink.

The rain has eased a bit now, but the wind is still strong.

Chen Lang didn't know what was going on outside.

He dare not go out.

......

Yacht.

Director Lu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Communication disconnected.

All communications on the four islands were disconnected.

Director Lu kept scolding the weather and the local area.

Lao Wu comforted Director Lu: "Don't worry, these four players are not ordinary people, they will be fine."

"Alas..."

Director Lu lowered his head and his voice trembled: "I know they are powerful, but what if something happens?"

When Old Wu heard this, his words of comfort got stuck in his throat.

Because the program team has already experienced a death.

That was in the first issue.

In that kangaroo kingdom, a contestant encountered one of the most venomous snakes in the world in the desert.

The fine-scaled taipan snake is also called the inland taipan snake.

The player accidentally angered it.

Then, the snake bit the player's vein.

The venom flows rapidly throughout the body along the blood vessels.

When the helicopter arrived, the player was already dead.

The distorted faces of the players and the tears of their families.

These are all obstacles that the entire program team cannot overcome.

It is precisely because of this incident that the program team’s live broadcast application has not been approved for a long time.

Director Lu rubbed his eyes, and all the staff in the room looked at him.

"Watch what I do, keep working."

Director Lu cursed: "No matter what, the communication link will be restored within thirty minutes!"

Hearing the reinvigorated voice of the landing guide, the morale of the staff was shaken.

"Yes!"

At noon, Chen Lang ate up the leftover seafood dinner from last night.

The weather is not getting better, and is even getting worse.

Chen Lang was very panicked.

He regretted why he didn't get more food.

Because Chen Lang feels that this storm will continue.

Chen Lang wanted to cry when he thought of this.

"Damn, my fishing ground, distress signal, and campfire stand are probably all gone."

On the yacht.

When Chen Lang's voice came out intermittently from the radio equipment, the entire program team was excited.

"Still alive, Chen Lang is still alive!"

Director Lu said with red eyes: "Check the monitoring equipment, quickly!"

Before Director Lu finished speaking, the surveillance camera that had been dark for a long time suddenly lit up.

It's a little dark, but it allows the program crew to see the situation of the island clearly.

Trees collapsed seriously.

At this time, Island No. 4 was in a mess.

The program team could even imagine how embarrassed Chen Lang was.

"Quick, look at Chen Lang, how is he? Is he injured?"

The camera turned and Chen Lang appeared on the screen.

Everyone looking at the screen suddenly took a breath.

The cabin temperature soared.

On the screen, Chen Lang was leaning against the wall leisurely.

Tilting his head, frowning, grilling fish on the fire.

Is this a tropical storm?

Everyone looked at each other and saw shock on each other's faces.

"Is there any difference between him and yesterday?"

Someone asked.

Lao Wu hesitated for a moment and replied: "At this time yesterday, he was out wandering."

Wave...

"Why, is he okay?"

Someone asked for the key.

"It's a bamboo raft!"

Someone told the key.

Bamboo raft?

Director Lu looked at the screen.

On the screen, Chen Lang made the bamboo rafts like solid guards blocking the entrance of the cave yesterday.

Not only that, Chen Lang also fixed the waterproof cloth at the entrance of the hole with thin bamboo poles.

Only one ventilation hole is left.

Double protection allowed Chen Lang to survive the storm safely.

Everyone was shocked.
To be continued...
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