Chapter 122: We’ve Taken off Our Pants, and You only Show Us This? (1)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
“You are now going to bring the seedlings back from the village entrance.” The director pointed at a thin old man beside him and said, “This is Uncle Wang. He will lead you the way.”
Hearing this, Yu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that all they had to do was to transport seedlings. Better than he had imagined. Although it took some effort, the program crew did not come up with some lousy idea this time.
They should not be blamed for their being on tenterhooks all the time. The weird director was really too capable of making fun of others with his tricky brains. Those wicked ideas kept popping out of his head.
After only two days in the village, these several glamorous and shining actors all looked dusty.
It was said Wang Chengcheng even went to the director privately to protest, but she only ended up getting repulsed by the tricky director with some tricky excuses.
“My waist hurts.” Zhao Qingyuan clutched his fist, hammered a few times on his waist, and with a bitter face, he said to Yu Qinghuan, “I only want to take a bath and have a good sleep right now.”
Zhao Qingyuan had always been a night owl. It was only 6 o’clock at that moment. If it were normal days, well, forget about sleeping, his nightlife had just begun! But now, he was forced to change his schedule, which was clearly a tiring shift for him.
“There won’t be too many seedlings,” Yu Qinghuan tried to cheer him up, “I’ve checked it. We won’t need more than three carts.”
Zhao Qingyuan turned his head to look at him in disbelief. “How do you know?”
“We only need a small plot of land to transplant rice seedlings. I asked the villagers about the number of seedlings needed for a mu(a unit of measurement in China, it equals about 667 square meters) of land,” Yu Qinghuan pointed to the ox cart and said in a low voice, “So roughly speaking, we need a maximum of three carts. Two hours is enough for transporting, loading and unloading. After all, the village is small.”
Zhao Qingyuan was dumbfounded by his words. It took tens of seconds before he responded, “You are a god damn genius!”
“What are you two whispering about there?” The director suddenly turned to look at them and smiled expressively, “Quite a simple task, huh? Don’t worry, you haven’t finished yet! You also need to drive the ox-cart yourself!”
He squinted, “Give you a chance to experience a new transportation, and you’re welcome.”
Yu Qinghuan & Zhao Qingyuan, “…”
This job was obviously not suitable for girls. So Yu Qinghuan told Wang Chengcheng and Tong Qin and let them wait while he and Zhao Qingyuan would handle this. Unexpectedly, Wang Chengcheng came up, “Let me try.”
She wore light make-up on her face. Although she looked a little exhausted, her temperament and figure were perfect as usual. She was absolutely a goddess just standing there.
Now, the goddess actually volunteered to drive an ox cart! Even the staff of the program all felt it was something against their conscience, not to mention her fans.
Their impression on Wang Chengcheng was consequently getting better. Most young stars tended to put on airs soon after they got a little fame.
But look at Wang Chengcheng! She had a good character, no wonder so many male stars fell for her!
Wang Chengcheng entered the entertainment circle only as a teenager, so she had already understood the rules within. She really knew how to improve the goodwill of others towards herself. Her mincement really made Zhao Qingyuan sick and he couldn’t help rolling his eyes. If it hadn’t been those cameras, he would have already complained to Yu Qinghuan!
Perhaps it was Wang Chengcheng’s bad luck, the normally obedient cattle did not move forward in any way after she sat on its back. It stood still even after the villagers tried all kinds of methods.
Wang Chengcheng had no choice but to jump down from the cart and said regretfully to the camera, “I tried my best.” Speaking of which, she reached out her hands and patted the cattle’s ass with pretended kindness.
In fact, she disliked all these terribly, in order to maintain her image, she had to grind her teeth and hold on. The cattle only felt a little itch by Wang Chengcheng’s slightly pat.
Tong Qin wanted to flatter her, but the original motionless cattle suddenly raised its tail and swept the place where Wang Chengcheng was patting on. Failing to dodge, she was stained with cow dung.
The back of her fiar hand was spotted with ‘unidentified objects’.
Looking at Wang Chengcheng’s appearance of brimming with vomiting, Zhao Qingyuan could not conceal a snort of laughter. In an instant, he took the cattle as his ally.
Before the director could speak, he already volunteered to rush up and take the initiative to serve as the substitute driver of the cart.
Unfortunately, his ally did not give him any face at all. Like Wang Chengcheng, Zhao Qingyuan returned in low spirits.
That was weird!
The director was confused, it was the most obedient cattle he could ever find in the village, how could this happen?
Although Tong Qin only followed Wang Chengcheng’s lead, she was a clever girl. Seeing this, she knew in an instant that her chance was coming. So she hurried up and said, “Let me try!”
As everyone expected, Tong Qin failed to let the cattle take a step forward. Just as uncle Wang intended to lend a hand, Yu Qinghuan suddenly said, “Well, let me have a try.”