Before Song Wenbin could pay more attention to the unlucky diesel engine, hurried footsteps sounded outside the courtyard wall, and the chaotic sounds of many people came from far and near.

The three of them looked at each other, and they could all see the uneasiness on each other's faces, and it seemed that their whereabouts had been exposed.

Before he had time to say much, Song Wenbin hurriedly walked outside the courtyard wall, and Huo Yu and Sutina also followed him, trying to leave this land of right and wrong immediately.

However, as soon as he reached the position of the big iron gate, a black man outside the courtyard wall ran quickly with a torch, rushed to the iron gate in three steps and two steps, and pointed at the three people inside the iron gate and shouted.

More people heard the shouts, more torches and blacks rushed from all directions.

Huo Yu hurriedly stood up and stopped in front of Song Wenbin, but Song Wenbin immediately pulled her down and glared at her: "Don't talk!" ”

Su tina also pulled Huo Yu and whispered, "Let Brother Song deal with it." ”

Although Huo Yu was unwilling, he had no choice but to shut up at this time and silently look at the black people who quickly surrounded him.

More than a dozen black men surrounded him, and several of them were heavily armed with bows and arrows and long sticks, looking like they were facing a great enemy. Among them, two unlucky ghosts who were dripping water all over their bodies saw Huo Yu hiding behind Song Wenbin, so they pointed at her and shouted loudly.

For a moment, the other blacks seemed very excited.

But at this time, a black uncle who was over half a hundred years old stood up, he was very tall, energetic, and seemed to be calm. He first raised his hand to stop the voice of his black man, and then looked at the camera in Song Wenbin's hand, and asked in English.

Su tina put it in Song Wenbin's ear and whispered for him: "This black uncle asked us what we were here for. ”

Song Wenbin saw that the man looked like a leader, so he said: "You tell him that we are here to shoot a show, a show about survival on a desert island." ”

Sutina translated Song Wenbin's words.

After hearing this, the old man had no expression, pointed to Huo Yu behind Song Wenbin and asked, "Is this person also with you?" ”

After Su tina translated, Song Wenbin sighed, nodded and said, "She is with us, but she is reckless and her brain is not very good, if there is any loss caused, we will compensate according to the price." ”

Huo Yu snorted unhappily, but Su tina grabbed her and translated Song Wenbin's words.

After listening to Song Wenbin's words, the uncle shook his head: "We don't exclude others from coming to our island to do shows. In fact, there have been many people who have come to the island before you to do various shows, but those people have a lot of respect for our customs, and I have never seen anyone beat or insult our tribesmen......"

As soon as the words fell, without even waiting for Su Tina to translate, Huo Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up and said: "It seems that your clansmen only said that I pushed them into the pit, but they didn't say why I pushed them into the pit, did you ask them?" Do you know them? ”

Song Wenbin hurriedly pulled Huo Yu back, and Su tina quickly translated the words of the two people around Song Wenbin.

Song Wenbin looked at the indignant Huo Yu and said, "I'm sorry, sir." From what we've seen with our own eyes, and even videos taken as evidence, your two clansmen are indeed doing things to our crew, and even trying to plot against them, which is why they are treated like this. ”

Huo Yu's face looked better when he heard him say this.

Sutina pointed to the camera and whispered a translation.

When the old man heard this, his face fell, and he walked up to the two dripping black men and asked a few questions.

The two blackmen were a little frightened, stammering, dodgy, and ominous.

The black uncle was not used to it, so he directly opened the bow left and right and rewarded them with a big fight. The two black men who had been forced to fight covered their faces and did not dare to speak.

Seeing this, Song Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief, but his mood was a little heavy.

The man in charge here is not an unreasonable kidnapper like the Báb, he seems to be very principled. The heavy thing is that eating a pig and pushing two people into the manure pit may be explained, but pouring oil into the diesel engine.......

After rewarding his subordinates for fighting, the black uncle stood in front of Song Wenbin, pointed to the computer room behind him and asked, "I will deal with the matter of the clansmen offending you later, but I want to know, what are you doing here?" ”

"We're lost!" Huo Yu replied quickly.

Song Wenbin took a deep breath and sighed helplessly: "Because it was too dark, we couldn't see anything, and we just came here and saw a generator, so we wanted to try to start the generator and get some lighting." ”

The black uncle frowned: "I know you started the generator, because the lights in the village suddenly turned on, but we haven't purchased fuel recently, what do you use to start the motor?" ”

Song Wenbin was silent for a moment after listening to the translation, and said, "Lubricating oil." ”

"Huh?"

The black uncle obviously didn't know what Song Wenbin was talking about.

Getting along with principled people, Song Wenbin didn't intend to lie, so he told them about adding oil to the engine by mistake.

After listening, the black uncle fell silent.

The other blacks behind him were also silent.

After a while, the uncle silently pushed Song Wenbin away and led people into the engine room, and they began to shake the generator starter stick vigorously. But no matter how much they shake it, the old generator just keeps coughing and can't restart.

Seeing this, the uncle found a wrench and some repair equipment from the room next to him, and disassembled the machine to look at it. In the end, he came to Song Wenbin with a damaged fuel injector, and said something loudly, looking a little excited.

"The fuel injector of our generator is broken! Many other parts have also been damaged to varying degrees, this is the only generator in our tribe, and even the source of income for our tribe, without this generator, our rum factory would not be able to operate, and there would be no way to produce liquor syrup normally! ”

Song Wenbin didn't need Su Tina's translation to understand what he was talking about, and he was very ashamed that such a thing happened.

The other blacks on the side saw that the leader was angry and stepped forward one after another, but the black uncle stopped them again and said: "You must be responsible for the damage to this generator, it is the harvest season, we must press the sugar cane into syrup and brew it in time, if it is delayed by one day, there will be a lot of sugar cane backlog damage, this is the top priority for our tribe!" ”

Song Wenbin looked at the fuel injector and this old-fashioned generator, and made a mistake for a while, if this kind of thing happened in China, it would be too easy to solve. But this is a desert island in the Caribbean, there are neither repair shops nor parts factories, and God knows where to find a repair master.

But after all, this is a basket that the three of them poked out together, and it is impossible for Song Wenbin not to solve it.

"I'll fix this without delaying your production."

"But I need to make a few phone calls. ”

Song Wenbin's frank and determined attitude eased the uncle's excited expression.

"Can you really solve the problem?"

Song Wenbin nodded: "I am Chinese, Chinese are born to solve problems, as long as you return the mobile phone to us." ”

After translating Song Wenbin's words, Su Tina added a special sentence, "That white one, the mobile phone you confiscated from her." ”

The black uncle looked at Song Wenbin with some suspicion, and didn't seem to believe his words, but due to the damage to the generator, it may be about to delay production, and the black uncle didn't dare to have a little ink, and quickly brought Song Wenbin and the three back to the tribe on the sugarcane field.

The three of them were taken back to the wooden house where Huo Yu was interrogated during the day, which was probably the elder's residence, but unlike during the day, there was a long wooden boat at the door of this residence, which was Song Wenbin and Sutina's Yin Ning.

When Song Wenbin saw Yin Ning, his face was not very good-looking.

Apparently he underestimated the reaction of these black men, presumably to prevent them from leaving, and these people moved the Yin Ning on the beach to land without saying a word. Without a boat, they would not be able to leave the island easily anyway.

Back inside the house, the black man handed the phone to Song Wenbin and said: "You must solve this problem, if you can solve it, I will not care about your consumption of our tribal totems, but if you can't solve it, even if the United Nations army comes, you must work to compensate us for our losses." ”

Song Wenbin took the phone and found that there was no signal. So he went outside and adjusted Sutina's pot. Fortunately, there was still some electricity in the solar battery, and soon the pot was activated.

After having a signal, he went directly to WeChat, found the director, and called through a WeChat call.

The director was probably waiting for their call for a long time, and the call was answered in a second.

"There's something wrong with our side." Song Wenbin said.

"Is life a problem?" The director asked.

"Not yet, it's a group of black islanders, there's a generator on the island, we broke their generator, and now they're holding us up and saying we have to fix the problem, can you send us a few maintenance guys from Panama?"

The director was silent for a moment.

Then he said, "No." ”

Song Wenbin was stunned.

Huo Yu couldn't stand it anymore, snatched the phone with his crackling hand, and scolded loudly: "Is there something wrong with you surnamed Bao?" Is there a program group like you, I advise you to be normal, otherwise when we return to China, you will definitely not be able to shoot follow-up shows! ”

In the face of Huo Yu's anger, the director just said slowly: "I didn't let you cross the sea, nor did I let you land on the island." In the same way, I did not prevent you from crossing the sea, nor did I prevent you from landing on the island. While you enjoy the freedom I allow you to play, you must also accept the fact that I will not interfere in this show, there is yin and yang, this is part of our culture, please understand. ”

"I'll fuck you, yin and yang! Can you be a human being? ”

Huo Yu cursed.

Song Wenbin hurriedly snatched the phone from her hand and said to the phone: "Sorry, I'm sorry to interrupt." ”

Then he hung up.

Huo Yu was still excitedly and said loudly: "Damn! I don't want to stay in this program group anymore, I've never seen such a bad director, damn it... Damn..."

"Shut up!"

Song Wenbin reprimanded, "Let others see jokes?" ”

Huo Yu glanced at the black man next to him, and had to close his mouth, biting his lower lip in annoyance.

Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin worriedly on the side and asked, "Brother Song, the director is unwilling to help, what should we do.....

To be honest, Song Wenbin is also a little confused, and it is not the first time he knows the virtue of the program group, to be honest, since joining this program group, he has a feeling of being on a thief ship. But now is not the time to complain about the program team, they must solve the problems they are currently facing.

What can be done?

Song Wenbin looked at his mobile phone, and the first thing he thought of was to contact the embassy, but in an instant, this idea was vetoed by Song Wenbin. This time, unlike Nigeria, no one else threatened their lives, and besides, the responsibility for breaking the generator was indeed on them, and he did not feel that he was going to trouble the country because of such a trivial matter.

But what if the director doesn't help, and the embassy can't be contacted?

Song Wenbin couldn't help but paced up in the room, pacing and pacing, and he suddenly stopped.

In the firelight, a touch of blue caught his eye.

That's the solar panel inside the Yinning.