Chapter 263: Maya Monroe the Traffic Magnet
Chapter 263: Maya Monroe the Traffic Magnet
From the surprised look in the photographer’s eyes, Maya Monroe had already guessed that this was definitely not the work of the show’s crew.
Think about it, if the crew wanted to take action, they would have done it long ago, and they certainly wouldn’t use various top-tier ingredients to compensate the guests.
Miles Wallace’s expression was also somewhat complex. He wasn’t ignorant; any item casually picked from the living supplies and ingredients here was a top brand.
"What’s going on here...?"
Maya casually picked up a bottle of shower gel, becoming increasingly familiar with the brand.
It wasn’t the kind of familiarity from being well-known, but rather... she felt like she had seen it somewhere before.
Suddenly, some fragments flashed through her mind, and Maya slapped her forehead sharply.
She realized why it looked so familiar; wasn’t this the very brand that they frequently used at home?
At this point, Maya could no longer ignore the origin of the pile of supplies in front of her. She truly hadn’t expected Ian Rowe to arrange for someone to send her these things; wasn’t he busy with work every day? How could he be aware of what show she was participating in or what her circumstances were...
Maya felt somewhat complicated inside, as she held the shower gel in her hand, her fingers slowly tightening.
Thinking carefully, she hadn’t seen Ian Rowe for several days.
Not thinking about it was fine, but once she did, she felt a bit strange in her heart.
She had to admit that Ian Rowe was considerate; her clothing, food, shelter, and transportation were never compromised. Though he had a cool temperament, he was quite softhearted.
"I guess... well, since it’s useful, might as well accept it."
Miles Wallace’s gaze lingered on the pile of supplies, seemingly in thought, before he softly responded.
[Sour Grapes: The villagers here are really welcoming!]
[Dede Dou: Somehow feels a bit off, right? This surpasses mere hospitality; so many people rushing to send supplies feels quite unusual.]
[Smiley Face: Did anyone notice the brands of these supplies? They’re all luxury brands! Would anyone be so generous and open-handed?]
[qqq: Indeed, it’s a bit strange when you think about it.]
[Has Maya Slacked Off Today: I think perhaps it’s part of the show’s arrangement? The house where Maya and the others are staying is quite poor, so maybe it’s something the show set up to balance things out!]
...
What was happening with Maya naturally didn’t escape the director’s notice.
Upon hearing about this incident, the director couldn’t help but put down the command device in his hand.
"What did you say?"
So many unforeseen incidents, one after another, the director genuinely felt the trouble and pain.
The staff in front of him said, "That’s right, suddenly many people from the village brought food and living supplies for Maya Monroe and Miles Wallace."
The tour guide sitting beside the director chimed in, "The group of Maya and Miles is indeed quite popular among the villagers, I think it’s nothing. In fact, the villagers here are really warm-hearted."
"It’s not like that." The staff added, "It’s not just these things; there are also brand-new appliances, including clothes that are evidently branded."
The director now understood what he meant, "You’re saying someone secretly sent supplies to Maya Monroe?"
He paused, "This isn’t part of the show’s plan; take a few people to investigate."
After the staff left, the director turned his attention back to the tour guide, "What do you think of this?"
The house where the crew stayed was much better, with a standing air conditioner nearby continually blowing cool air.
The tour guide leisurely swayed his legs, "What do I think? What do I think? It seems quite a few people really care about them..."
The director hesitated, then asked him another question, "Have you decided to leave? There’s no room for change? Honestly, I admire your professional abilities, and your online reviews are excellent too. I don’t think you should give up hosting."
The director got to know the tour guide through a friend’s introduction. Back then, he was not optimistic about this inexperienced newcomer at all, even to the rare extent of questioning his friend’s judgment. Nevertheless, to save his friend’s face, he gave the tour guide a chance.
The outcome was needless to say, the director was captivated by the tour guide’s outstanding eloquence and ability to engage the entire audience. Moreover, the mysterious aura that surrounded him also became a bonus.
No one was more suitable for the position than him.
With two seasons of companionship, they were colleagues and friends.
Little did he expect, when "Great Survival Challenge" reached new heights, the tour guide proposed to resign.
The director couldn’t fathom it: "We walked this journey together, friends in arms, surely you’ve seen the development potential of ’Survival’? I don’t understand why you’d choose to quit at the peak of its popularity?"
"My dream isn’t to just make it big or become wealthy." The tour guide looked at him with gentle eyes, "Do you remember what I told you? My greatest wish is to try everything at least once, of course within the bounds of the law. Only then would this life not be in vain."
The corners of the director’s mouth curled into a slight bitter smile; he knew the tour guide’s decision was made, and there was no way he could persuade him further.
Yet, the director still couldn’t comprehend the tour guide’s bold and wild lifestyle, wanting to experience everything was too unstable and risky. He said that’s the only way not to waste life, as if he came to the world just for this round of experiences.
Different perspectives cannot be forced.
Ultimately, the director wished him well: "I hope you can have the life you want."
"Of course." He smiled gently.
"Today is already the fourth day, yet the guests still haven’t achieved anything. I’m thinking we might need to provide more guidance, I mean, lower the difficulty." The director temporarily moved past the previous unpleasant topic.
"How can you say there’s no achievement?" He spoke slowly, "At least Maya’s group is on the right track, aren’t they?"
The director pondered seriously, "Actually, I’ve been thinking about a question: whether Maya Monroe has disrupted the balance of the program. You know, ever since Maya joined the show, other guests have been overshadowed by her..."
"What’s wrong with that?" The tour guide laughed and said, "You should know how popular Maya is, right? Instead of everyone having a small moment of fame, why not concentrate on letting one person have a big one? From a certain perspective, Maya has become a traffic generator for ’Survival’, like a brand of her own."
The director thought for a moment and agreed with him.
Soon, a few staff members came running over.
This matter wasn’t hard to investigate; by asking some villagers who delivered food to Maya Monroe, they had already found the answer.
After hearing their account, the director frowned, "So someone... specifically sent these to Maya?"
"Who would go through such trouble... who could it be?"
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