"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

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

"But..."

the cameraman chimed in quietly, though loud enough

knew it would

got to be for show. The producers

She's about two seconds

and the show's messing with them for entertainment. What if they

...

at the cameraman, who bowed

his fault. It was all part of the producers'

angle the showrunners were playing. They

did this for one reason only: to

usual

tine"

island and a heavy rainstorm hit, they discovered that there was only one raincoat, their backpack. Naturally, the guests were upset,

her anger. "Tell the director

try a little longer? The other teams are sticking it

brow furrowed.

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