Prodigal System in the Flourishing City-Chapter 1307 - 1308: Singer’s Life

Qian Island Lake is a national AAAAA-level scenic spot, with a branch-shaped lake and 1,078 islands of various sizes. The islands of Qian Island Lake are distributed in both dense and sparse patterns, arranged in an orderly fashion!

Moreover, among all the large rivers and lakes in China, the water of Qian Island Lake ranks first in quality. It is a national first-class water body, reaching the standard for drinking water without any treatment, and is praised as "the most beautiful water under heaven."

Some parts of the islands above can be rented, with the largest among them being Sword Island.

Which has been leased for fifty years by Lu Xiaobu.

Currently, there are six residents living on this island.

There are men and women, all of whom are currently famous singers.

Familiar to everyone are the couple Chen Wen and Fang Li.

This couple was adamant about coming here back in the day!

Schedule? They are considered the most free-spirited singers in the music industry, deciding their schedules on their own, even more freely than some Heavenly Kings and Queens of Heaven.

Besides the two of them, the Queen of Heaven, Sun Wanqi, is also here.

Although her schedule wasn’t so open, because of some previous events that you all know about, she was in a semi-vacation mode for a long time, so she came as well.

Of course, whether there’s any other intention, I don’t know, really, I don’t know!

Besides these three, there are two men and one woman.

Ye Haohan, who sings bel canto.

Zhou Lei, who sings pop.

And a female rock singer—Deng Shiyi.

At this moment, Sword Island is a complete pastoral scene.

On the left, in front of the villa, a fire pit has been set up.

Next to the stove are two or three rabbits just caught. Obviously, this is today’s dinner, or perhaps a special treat!

And on the stove, three women are busily cooking.

Their cooking skills vary, but they all have smiles on their faces.

Moreover, when the three women look at those rabbits, there’s no fear at all, just the look of seeing ingredients.

This is completely different from when they first arrived. At first, one was scared, one turned away, and the last one even wanted to release them.

Then!

Well, after starving for three days, come on, braised or steamed?!

On the far right, near the forest, the muscular Ye Haohan is huffing and puffing as he chops wood.

Occasionally wiping a bit of sweat, he pats his increasingly flabby beer belly, revealing a relaxed and comfortable smile.

In the middle are Chen Wen and Zhou Lei.

At this moment, Zhou Lei is chatting with Chen Wen, who is holding a child.

Yes, you’ve got it right; this couple brought their child here too. This is not filming a show; it’s more like a family honeymoon trip.

They argue their point strenuously: who cares, anyway, Young Master Bu surely won’t let the child go hungry, and the good environment here is beneficial for the child as well.

Zhou Lei: "Come on, come on, let me hold my godson."

Chen Wen: "Get lost, get lost! What do you mean your godson, I’ve not agreed yet! Also, let me tell you, don’t you dare think about stealing my son’s formula milk!"

Zhou Lei: "Come on! Am I that kind of person? I’m still a celebrity! How could I steal your son’s formula?!"

Chen Wen: "Tsk! Some things I just can’t be bothered to mention to you. Just like last time, when I asked you to help feed my son, and hey, you end up gulping down half the bottle under the guise of testing the temperature!"

Zhou Lei blushed: "Cough, cough, cough, wasn’t I hungry! I couldn’t hold back for a moment!"

Chen Wen: "Humph! Just wait! When my son grows up, I’ll show him these videos and let him know that Zhou Lei was fighting for food with him back then!"

Zhou Lei: "You’re something else! So petty!"

"Chen Wen, what are you doing? Hurry up and bring me the dishes. You’re there to hold the child, not chat. What? Do you need a bag of sunflower seeds too?" Fang Li’s somewhat fiery voice echoed from afar.

"Coming, coming, coming!" Chen Wen hurriedly scampered over.

Having lived here for so long, his wife has gotten more fiery too. He doesn’t mind; it’s actually quite nice.

Places where you can relax like this are truly rare.

On the other side.

"Zhou Lei, you’re too much! Chen Wen is babysitting, and what are you doing?! Come and chop wood! Hurry up! Otherwise, there’s no dinner for you tonight!" Ye Haohan’s robust voice came over.

"Coming! Coming! Really!" Zhou Lei reluctantly walked over to the pile of firewood.

He was originally the thinnest here, so he often tried to slack off and do less work.

But many tactics were useless after being used even once.

In the end, these bastards got tougher and threatened him with no meals!

It’s not like he hasn’t been working, wasn’t it him who fetched the water for everyone’s daily use from Qian Island Lake?

Even though there’s a small creek brought in from Qian Island Lake on this island.

Still, it was him who manually carried it up, wasn’t it?!

"Zhou Lei, I’m telling you, doing some work is good for you," Ye Haohan said, handing him the axe helplessly.

"You’re working to lose weight, while I wish to gain weight, so I don’t want to work!" Zhou Lei grudgingly took the axe.

Then, he rolled his eyes, looked at the following cameraman, and smiled: "Why don’t you help me chop wood? When I get out, I’ll pay you, how about that?!"

The cameraman looked at the camera, smiled, and shook his head in refusal.

"Really!" Zhou Lei’s plan failed, so he could only start chopping wood focusedly.

Meanwhile, with some free time, Ye Haohan moved over, lit a cigarette, took a satisfying puff, and then gestured to the cameraman: "Don’t film this; footage of smoking won’t be allowed to air anyway. Here, take one."

The cameraman thought for a second and didn’t refuse, accepting the cigarette and lighting it silently.

They’re cameramen and can’t speak, otherwise their voices might get recorded.

"I’ve had some new realizations recently, let me sing for you," Ye Haohan said, not holding back.

Even though one is a singer and the other a cameraman, they’ve been living here long enough to not see each other as outsiders.

Plus, this reality show is a true reality show, completely unscripted.

The only things there might be are some strict rules and challenging tasks set by the director; other than that, everything is up to spontaneous play.

The cameraman nodded.

"Ahem!" Ye Haohan cleared his throat and began to sing.

As his voice came out, Zhou Lei stopped his chopping, worried the sound might interfere with the singing.

The three women who were teasing Chen Wen also paused to listen quietly.

Even Chen Wen’s son turned his head slightly, as if trying to listen to something.

When he finished.

Ye Haohan smiled: "How was it? Not bad, right?"

The cameraman nodded, indicating approval.

Ye Haohan nodded in satisfaction, seriously extinguished the cigarette butt, then stood up, spreading his arms as if to embrace the entire forest.

Here, he found the essence of bel canto—nature!