Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 180 The baby comprehensive control group does not do cannon fodder (9)

Yang Yang reluctantly went to do it with a sullen face, because he was small and could only hold a little rice at a time, Jiang Lai was not in a hurry, and directly put the straw hat on his head on his head, drinking Wahaha cheered him on.

"Oh, Yangyang is so powerful, he can hug so many at once!"

"Wow that's awesome! Just like Mom's little man!"

"How can there be such an excellent child as Yangyang in the world, grandma, tell me how I met such a good son?"

The old lady grinned and laughed.

"It's good to be a mother, but it's definitely not bad to be a son. Both of you mother and son are amazing."

Old Jiang Lai blushed, feeling as if he could cut two more ridges of wheat.

Yang Yang's face was flushed by the praise, and he ran back and forth holding the ears of wheat without being lazy or complaining of being tired.

【The poor child gradually lost in his mother's compliments】

[Stupid child, your mother is CPU sucker! 】

【Yangyang, maybe you need legal assistance】

[Hahahahaha I'm going to die of laughter in this live broadcast room, I've watched it for four hours]

[Laughing to death, since the broadcast started in the morning and now, I can't get out at all]

[No one can leave the broadcast room of the wronged mother and child with a blank face]

While Jiang Lai was leisurely enjoying the scenery of the rice fields, a few villagers who had been cutting rice nearby came over.

"Girl, what kind of rice did you cut with just now, can you show us?"

Jiang Lai nodded, and readily handed over the homemade sickle.

"You haven't seen this?"

"I haven't seen it, it's the first time I've seen it, and there's such a thing."

At this moment, Jiang Lai deeply felt the primitiveness and backwardness of this village. It seemed that the Internet had just been connected here before the show came, and even the phone had to go to the small shop down the mountain to make calls.

Seeing the villagers discussing sickles curiously, Jiang Lai patted his clothes and stood up.

"Go find some strong sticks, similar to this one, and I'll make you some more."

"Okay, great, I'm going to find a stick now!"

Several villagers surrounded Jiang Lai and watched her make the scythe. Jiang Lai deliberately slowed down while explaining, and patiently made a dozen scythes.

With the tools at hand, the speed of harvesting is obviously much faster. This village was originally built on the mountain, and a few rice fields are the rations of the entire village for a year. Hearing that Jiang Lai wanted ten catties of rice, one by one rushed home to get the rice.

The old lady was afraid that others would overtake her, so she simply took Jiang Lai home, took a big pot, and scooped a whole pot of rice out of the rice vat for her.

It was very, very heavy, but fortunately Jiang Lai was strong enough to hold a jar weighing more than ten kilograms with ease.

"Okay, okay, grandma, you've given me a lot, we don't need so much."

"Thanks to you for saving us so much effort. In the past, the rice will be harvested at the end of the month, but now it will be harvested in one day. There is no pain in the waist or legs. Thanks to you and Yangyang."

As he spoke, the old man took a bunch of bacon hanging from the beam and put it on the rice jar.

"I don't have anything good, bacon, it's delicious, take it home and eat it."

Jiang Lai couldn't laugh or cry, she only wanted ten catties of rice, and now she had more than one catty of bacon.

Conditions in the village are not good, and meat is a rare commodity. The old man is usually reluctant to eat it, and now he generously gives it to Jiang Lai.

"Take it. I wanted to keep it for my grandsons to eat when they come back. They are busy with part-time jobs and won't come back this year. I can't finish it as an old lady. It just so happens that you are here to film the show."

"Thank you, Yangyang, say thank you."

Looking at the jar full of rice and meat, Yang Yang immediately thought of the hard work of holding the rice today, so he knelt down and kowtowed with a "boom".

It was so solid that it frightened Jiang Lai.

"Thank you grandma!"

Jiang Lai hugged the jar and looked at his retarded son, helplessly explaining to his grandmother who was also frightened.

"He's been watching too much mess on TV, don't mind that."

"Hahaha... What a fun little doll, so strong and smart, so good, so good."

The people in the barrage were already laughing madly, and the "hahahahaha" that filled the screen directly covered them tightly.

The popularity continued to soar, and the number of viewers approached 200 million, which is exactly the level of a top star.

The director never expected that the group he was least optimistic about would now become the group with the highest popularity and discussion. Whether it is Jiang Lai or Yang Yang, they are loved by most of the audience. It was soon overwhelmed by more passerby fans.

Even with the official blog of this show, fans have gone up.

"Let's hand over the next few commercials to Jiang Lai. Negotiate with her in advance, and give them more shots for tomorrow's group activities."

The assistant director suggested from the side.

"It's better not to. There are too many scandals about Jiang Lai, and now the audience is full of illusions. If the scandals are picked up after she becomes popular, our show will also be affected."

The director thought for a while, and decided to be more cautious.

"Then give her a mouth broadcast, give me a little more camera, and pay attention to the wind and grass on the Internet."

"What about the rest of the oral broadcast?"

"Let's give it to Mo Huhou, the broadcasting effect will be better if she comes from the broadcasting department."

The assistant director achieved his goal, got up and went to the side to make a call.

"Put your heart in your stomach. I will definitely do what I promised you. Jiang Lai won't make any waves. I'll take care of you for you. You can go filming without worry."

After hanging up the phone, the assistant director went to look at Mo Houhou's live broadcast room. The mother and son were hard at breaking corn in the field. The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was good, and the heat was not bad, second only to Jiang Lai, but there were no hot spots and events. Breaking point, nothing special.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lai was so good at pretending in front of the camera, and deceived so many viewers by his hypocrisy.

We have to find a way, otherwise this show will really be able to promote Jiang Lai. The purpose of letting her join at the beginning was to serve as a springboard for Mo Wanwan. The investor's intentions are more important than the audience. Let Jiang Lai show his true colors.

At the same time, Jiang Lai's live broadcast room was as lively as a Spring Festival Gala scene, and more than a dozen villagers held various things in their hands to stop Jiang Lai from leaving.

"There's nothing good, just accept it if you don't dislike it."

"The apples grown by myself are so sweet, take them back and taste them."

"These few eggs are not too much for children to eat and supplement nutrition."

The aunt who carried the egg looked at Yang Yang's yellow hair and stuffed the egg in pity.

What a wonderful child, people in the city can still be malnourished, it seems that they should eat more eggs to supplement.

"Come, come, these dishes are freshly picked by me, and they are fresh."

(End of this chapter)