"It seems that I can only show my unique skills."
Knowing that neither the PD nor the VJ had a lighter, Fang Qiu grinned, put the washed fish aside, and cut two dry branches with a hoe.
After sharpening one and digging a small hole in the other, he started to drill wood to make fire!
"Will it work?" the PD asked.
Everyone in Huaxia knew things like drilling wood to make fire, but few people knew how to operate it.
Not to mention that Fang Qiu was just a student.
And he was at the age of seventeen currently.
In the eyes of the PD, who was nearly thirty, Fang Qiu simply could not do it.
Not just the PD, the VJ thought the same.
However, when both of them looked at Fang Qiu with suspicion, white smoke suddenly began to rise underneath Fang Qiu's hands, which was twisting the
