"No, it doesn't," the cameraman stammered, conflicted as he glanced at the lens.

What none of them realized was that the camera had already switched over, and their conversation had been broadcast live to the whole audience.

[Report: we have a couple not trying hard enough in this competition.]

[LOL, everyone else is playing seriously, and then there's the Debra-Juan duo trying to bend the rules.]

[Why am I finding Juan so attractive right now? Like, who cares about winning? His girl comes first.]

...

Debra could barely manage a smile now. She could imagine what kind of storm was brewing online because of their exchange. She just hoped Marion wouldn't see this.

As time ticked by, the weather began to change.

Debra glanced at the sky. "Is it about to rain?"

"Looks like it," Juan replied as he dug into his backpack, pulling out a simple raincoat, prepared in advance by the production team.

"Put this on," he said, handing it to Debra.

she asked, noticing there was only one

zipped the backpack closed and slung it over his shoulder, answering calmly, "As long as you stay

"But..."

in quietly, though

would

got to be for show. The producers did this on purpose,

Debra's face. She's

out there in the wilderness, and the show's messing with them

...

at the cameraman, who

his fault. It was all

wasn't slow to figure out the angle the showrunners

this for one reason only: to create

usual formula,

tine"

was only one raincoat, their backpack. Naturally, the guests were upset, and some even

anger. "Tell the director this.

little longer? The other teams are sticking

brow furrowed. "We

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