The actor is my predecessor who was scumbag

Jian Huai laughed when he heard this: "Is there a rule that you can't rest?"

"No, you misunderstood." Naturally, Qin Yue couldn't really recruit himself, "I mean, Mr. Jian, you and Brother Shen are so efficient, we all want to learn from you, and want to visit."

Jian Huaiyan laughed at Yanyan: "We didn't insert it, it's not that powerful."

Qin Yue was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Jian Huai to admit it so generously, he looked at the director, asking the director to come and uphold justice, which made people laugh.

The director coughed lightly: "That's right, Xiaohuai and the others rescued an uncle farmer today, so the remaining few acres of rice seedlings were planted by other farmers."

Everyone else was taken aback for a moment, and they were all in admiration.

Zheng Xiuxiu took the lead and said, "I knew for a long time, Mr. Jian, that you should know some medical skills. I didn't expect it to be so good. The air-conditioned room is well-deserved."

Jian Huai hurriedly said: "Brother Shen planted the seedlings before, and I was also thanks to Brother Shen when I saved people. Without him, I couldn't do it alone."

Shen Xiangheng laughed to himself watching him eager to give himself credit.

Qin Yue didn't expect this episode either, so he said awkwardly: "It turns out that other people's support is also counted."

"This is not counted." The director specially explained, "Even if the score of transplanting rice seedlings is not counted, Xiao Huai and Xiang Heng should be rewarded for saving people. Everyone should have no objections, right?"

Zheng Xiuxiu said decisively: "No."

Zhao Qian on the side was even more decisive: "They deserve it."

The director smiled slightly: "Then let's continue to calculate the results. Sissy and Xiuxiu are No.2, they can have fans, then No.3 is..."

Qin Yue and Yu Ziai's expressions were a little ugly.

"I can only ask everyone to continue working hard tomorrow." The director asked the staff to hand out the number plate of the room, "It's been a day of recording, everyone has worked hard, go back and rest!"

The day's recording has come to an end, and everyone is very tired.

There were a few villagers behind who had been waiting. Seeing Jian Huai and the two of them came out to find a room, they also followed behind.

"Young man, come to our house for dinner."

"That's right. I heard about Uncle Zhang. He is my uncle. Please let me thank you very much."

Jian Huai was still not very good at dealing with such situations, and looked at Shen Xiangheng as if asking for help.

When Shen Xiangheng received the distress signal, he raised his eyebrows noncommittally, with an elegant smile on his face: "We appreciate everyone's kindness, and it's nothing to do. Next time, next time."

Because they came to participate in this kind of program, they didn't wear makeup. They all have no makeup, but Shen Xiangheng has a handsome face and deep and three-dimensional features. T-shirt, wearing a simple coat, he is generous and very popular.

The aunt blushed: "That's fine, you guys, you must."

Shen Xiangheng smiled slightly: "Definitely."

The group of people separated at this point, and Shen Xiangheng simply resolved the dilemma, which was much better than Jian Huai's crappy and cramped appearance just now.

Jian Huai looked at Shen Xiangheng's bright eyes: "I thought I couldn't refuse."

"Just tell them well." Shen Xiangheng looked at him lazily, "Your aura is too empty, so naturally you can't resist their kindness."

Jian Huai smiled: "You are still the best."

"Stop here." Shen Xiangheng led his head back to the house, "Mr. Jian's sugar-coated cannonball, are you going to ask me to catch you tonight?"

"..."

Jian Huai followed behind him, muttering, "I'm not so afraid of bugs now."

"Really?" Shen Xiangheng glanced at him sideways, with a smirk on his lips, "You have a caterpillar on your shoulder."

Jian Huai's whole body stiffened.

Shen Xiangheng spent all his time admiring his stubborn appearance despite being scared, and when Jian Huai's trembling was really a little frightened, he said, "You're kidding."

"..."

Shen Xiangheng!

With this little episode, it relieved a lot of Jian Huai's nervousness about two people sleeping in the same room.Going up the stairs to the third floor, the room on the third floor was already air-conditioned, and it was very cool. There was an earthen kang with two quilts.

Jian Huai let go of his strength: "Brother, you should go take a shower first."

Shen Xiangheng looked at him wishing he could go to sleep straight away: "What's the matter, don't you wash?"

"It's for washing." Jian Huai's voice was soft and weak, "I'll prepare some strength first, and now I have to take it easy. You go to wash first, and I'll go later."

The room was silent.

Jian Huai waited for a while, feeling something was wrong, sat up and looked at Shen Xiangheng suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Shen Xiangheng took the clothes from the suitcase, and said meaningfully: "Fortunately, this is not a hotel."

Jian Huai said innocently, "Why?"

"Otherwise, who will record that passage just now?" Shen Xiangheng looked at him narrowly, with a smile on his lips, "Tomorrow will be the headline."

Jian Huai thought it was nothing at first, but after carefully tasting it, his face turned red, he looked left and right but did not look at Shen Xiangheng: "You, hurry up!"

Shen Xiangheng was noncommittal, and only told before going out: "Don't fall asleep."

"……understood."

After the people left, Jian Huai took a rest for a while, took out the insect repellent medicine packs from the suitcase and sprinkled them in the house. It's the April weather in the countryside, and the sting of insects has long passed, and there are more insects.

After finishing all this, after Shen Xiangheng finished taking a shower, he also went to take a shower. When he came out, he happened to meet Qin Yue outside.

Qin Yue was leaning on the corridor to play with his mobile phone, seeing Jian Huai smiled: "Xiao Huai, are you done taking a shower?"

"Yeah." Jian Huai rubbed her hair, "Do you want to go in and take a shower?"

Qin Yue put his mobile phone in his pocket, and fanned himself with a fan: "I'll forget it, it's too hot, and I'll sweat even after taking a shower. It's not as good as you and brother Shen, and there's an air conditioner."

He just said this kind of thing on purpose, trying to make Jian Huai feel guilty, feel uncomfortable, and harden him.

Jian Huai paused, then smiled slightly: "You're right, then don't wash it."

"..."

Qin Yue didn't expect Jian Huai to be like this. Seeing that Jian Huai turned around to leave, he quickly said: "You don't pretend to be a good old man to me, but you usually pretend to be pretty good in front of Xiang Heng."

Jian Huai's footsteps stopped, he turned around and looked at him indifferently: "Are you worthy?"

Qin Yue choked up.

"Qin Yue, I may owe Shen Xiangheng, but I don't owe you." Jian Huai was not afraid of him at all, "I let you go, not because I'm afraid of you, but because I'm too lazy to argue with you, but if you I don't know how to restrain myself..."

Qin Yue's breath became short of breath, and he looked at Jian Huai nervously.

A smile curled up on the corner of Jian Huai's mouth: "I will deal with you sooner or later."

"you……"

Qin Yue wanted to say something, but Jian Huai had already left.Even now, he is obviously more powerful than Jian Huai, but Jian Huai still looks superior, and treats him with that attitude.

Just wait, no one can get what he can't get, don't be too proud!

"His..."

Jian Huai sat on the bed and rubbed his legs and waist to clear his veins. If he didn't do it now, he would definitely have a backache tomorrow.

Shen Xiangheng on one side was reading some script information on the tablet.

After Jian Huai finished rubbing, he lay down on the spot and rested for a while, then leaned over to Shen Xiangheng and said, "Brother, shall I give you a massage?"

Shen Xiangheng paused his sliding fingers, and looked sideways at him: "Where to press?"

"...Only the legs." Jian Huai spared no effort to recommend the traditional techniques of his old Chinese medicine practitioner, "I know quite a lot, shoulders, and the waist is also fine."

Shen Xiangheng sat lazily against the wall: "You've been tired all day, don't worry about it."

Jian Huai said loudly: "I'm not tired, I just did it myself, I can do it again, I didn't do much in the afternoon."

Shen Xiangheng finally turned his eyes back, and looked at him leisurely: "Are you physically strong?"

Jian Huai was inexplicably embarrassed by him: "It's okay..."

Shen Xiangheng stopped teasing him, and stretched his legs: "It's done, just squeeze it as you like."

"Ok!"

Jian Huai has learned it before, he recognizes the acupuncture points very accurately, he knows where to press it is comfortable and where it is not, with the accuracy and a little strength, it is enough to support a set of massage.

With white fingers, Jian Huai lay down between his legs to find the acupuncture points and worked hard. Because it was summer, he didn't wear much, a simple T-shirt, and because he bent over, he showed some skin around his waist.

Shen Xiangheng looked at the tablet for a while, then reached out and hooked a blanket to cover his crotch.

Jian Huai was taken aback: "Is it cold?"

Shen Xiangheng didn't lift his eyelids, and his voice was hoarse: "It's hot."

"I'll adjust the temperature of the air conditioner." Jian Huaixin thought he was going to adjust the temperature, but was grabbed by Shen Xiangheng: "Sit honestly."

"……it is good."

Jian Huai was actually a little tired after rubbing his legs, but Shen Xiangheng didn't look very relaxed, he was a little puzzled: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Shen Xiangheng raised his eyelids and looked at him. There seemed to be a dangerous abyss in his deep black eyes. He savored carefully and gnashed his teeth: "Not bad."

Jian Huai recommended himself: "Then let me massage your waist again!"

"No need." Shen Xiangheng didn't let him move, "You can rest, your brother and my waist are fine, so I don't need it for the time being."

Jian Huai sat there blankly, thinking of Shen Xiangheng who had been bending over to transplant rice seedlings in the afternoon, she was still a little worried: "But, I think it's better to press..."

Shen Xiangheng gave a "tsk": "Why, don't you believe me? How about I invite Teacher Jian to try it?"

"……I slept."

Ever since Jian Huai left China for the United States, his sleep has been inexplicably bad, and he always suffers from insomnia and dreaminess.But this night with Shen Xiangheng, Jian Huai slept until dawn.

Shen Xiangheng had finished washing and went downstairs, and most of the people got up, but Jian Huai's figure hadn't been seen yet, and it was Zheng Xiuxiu who asked, "Where's Teacher Jian?"

Shen Xiangheng glanced upstairs: "Still sleeping."

"It seems that I must have been exhausted yesterday." Zheng Xiuxiu smiled, "Do you need to wake him up?"

Shen Xiangheng looked at a few girls who were cooking not far away: "Let him sleep a little longer."

Zheng Xiuxiu had an expression of "I understand, I understand". At first, she thought that Jian Huai's temper was too good and would be offended, but seeing that Shen Xiangheng was still very loving, she felt relieved.

After a while, breakfast was almost ready, and Jian Huai, who woke up naturally after sleeping, came down from upstairs.

Jian Huai lay on the railing, annoyed: "I'm sorry, I overslept."

"It's okay, Brother Shen loves you." Zheng Xiuxiu waved at him, "Come down quickly, it's time for breakfast."

Jian Huai nodded, he had already washed up on it briefly, and now he quickly ran over to help serve the meal.

Sitting on the side, Zhao Qian said bluntly: "Why hasn't Qin Yue come down yet?"

Yu Ziai sat down with a bowl of pickles: "He seems to be tired yesterday, and he hasn't gotten up yet."

"Okay." Zhao Qian looked around at the people on the table, "Let's eat first, and leave some for Qin Yue later. Brother Shen, what do you think?"

People inside and outside the circle know that Zhao Qian has a straightforward temper, and she is indeed qualified to speak when it comes to status and status. The only person here who can ask Zhao Qian is Shen Xiangheng. Still have to give three points of courtesy.

Shen Xiangheng nodded: "Eat."

After the two big coffees spoke, the rest of the younger ones naturally started to eat while the iron was hot.Breakfast is simple noodles and pickles, and each person also boiled an egg.

When the group of people had a good meal, Qin Yue came down from upstairs: "Why didn't you call me in the morning, I'm sorry, I overslept."

Yu Ziai was embarrassed: "I knocked on the door in the morning and saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't bother you."

"Oh, I was really tired yesterday." Qin Yue has always been a gentle persona. He sat down at the side and saw that there were only pickles on the table. He was slightly stunned, "Are there only pickles left?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence at the table.

What Qin Yue meant by saying this was probably to complain that they didn't help to save breakfast, but in fact there was only this breakfast itself.

With an elegant smile on Shen Xiangheng's face, he teased slightly: "Do you want to cook two dishes for you?"

Qin Yue heard the sarcasm, and quickly said: "No, thank you Brother Shen, I'm just a little surprised."

"What's so surprising." Zhao Qian raised her eyebrows, "Isn't that what everyone eats?"

Qin Yue knew that everyone might be a little unhappy, so he didn't say anything, but he felt that he was right, who would know that breakfast was pickles; besides, he got up late, and none of these people called him Yes, isn't this intentional crowding out?

After breakfast, the director came over to arrange tasks.

The director changed into a bright red outfit and looked very festive. He held a loudspeaker and said loudly, "Hello everyone, a new day brings a new mood, and we will stop doing farm work today."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Today is the day to go to the market." The director smiled slightly, "Let's go to the market to sell things. In fact, in this small village where we live, the villagers have a lot of vegetables and fruits grown by themselves, all of which are of high quality and trustworthy. We are going to take all these things and sell them today."

In the end, Shen Xiangheng still focused on the key points, and hit the nail on the head: "Look at the sales and distribution of housing at night?"

The director looked like you were too smart: "Xiang Heng is right."

"..."

The others basically didn't have much experience in selling vegetables. Jian Huai and Shen Xiangheng looked at each other, and they both saw smiles in each other's eyes.

They are good at it.

In the third year of high school, because they had no money, they did everything in their spare time, let alone selling vegetables. All kinds of sales work broke their legs, especially Jian Huai, who was in charge of buying vegetables and cooking, and spent many years in the In the vegetable market, when it comes to how to sell things and how to bargain, no one is more proficient than him.

Shen Xiangheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "No problem."

Seeing that everyone can accept it, the director felt relieved: "Don't worry, everyone, all the money we get from selling vegetables this time will be donated to the village for construction, which is equivalent to doing charity."

Everyone has no opinion.

The next step is to draw lots to decide what to sell. Shen Xiangheng asked Jian Huai to draw, but Jian Huai couldn't resist, so he had to go over and get a lot from the staff - "fruit".

Jian Huai returned with the sign: "Vegetables should actually sell better."

"It's all the same." Shen Xiangheng didn't think there was anything wrong, "I'll go back later and put on sunscreen, maybe I'll be in the sun today."

Jian Huai thought for a while, and was a little inexplicably concerned, he said softly: "Could it be that I'm black?"

Shen Xiangheng was determining what kind of fruit it was, and while researching it with a swab, he said, "What sunscreen should I wear when it's dark?"

"..."

It makes sense.

After everyone was ready to send down the mountain, Jian Huai realized that they actually sold a lot of fruits this time, including watermelons and pineapples.

Jian Huai asked: "Director, how much do these villagers want to sell for a catty?"

The director was so hot that he fanned the wind and replied: "Watermelon is at least one yuan and five pounds, and pineapple is three yuan and five pounds. You can see the price yourself."

Jian Huai responded.

This is the season when watermelons are just in season, and they can usually be sold for two yuan a catty, and pineapples can be sold for four yuan a catty.

The market was very lively. In order to prevent people from cheating and bringing goods as celebrities, the director specially assigned wigs and beards to everyone, and even asked everyone to change their voices as much as possible.

Shen Xiangheng gave Jian Huai a meaningful look.

Jian Huai realized what he meant, and his ears turned red: "That won't work, it's a live broadcast, everyone will talk about me."

"What's the matter." Shen Xiangheng smiled lazily, "No matter how many people can learn this unique skill, our teacher Jian is amazing, no one will say anything about you."

"..."

I believe in your evil.

They pulled the cart and sat down in a corner of the market. In order to prevent everyone from robbing each other of business, several groups were separated. Jianhuai and the others also had a lot of fruit sellers here, and the price was the same as theirs.

Jian Huai looked at Shen Xiangheng: "What should I do, they still have a small speaker, we don't even have a speaker."

Shen Xiangheng looked sideways at the small horn on the car that kept shouting prices, and asked Jian Huai for a pen and paper: "First, mark the price clearly."

"it is good."

Shen Xiangheng's handwriting is very beautiful, because the program team provided a large white cardboard, he took a marker pen, and the flamboyant calligraphy was written like an excellent work of a calligrapher: "For a promotion, buy a watermelon for two yuan a catty, buy two A watermelon is one piece and five pounds."

Jian Huai very much agrees: "Okay, actually I just asked the director for some more cardboard, and I'll use a marker pen to draw a few pictures and hang them on the car, draw a few cartoons, and then draw something else, if someone buys something Just give it away."

Shen Xiangheng put down his pen and looked at him: "If there are too many people, do you want to break your hand?"

"Of course not." Jian Huai had already thought about it, "Only in the top 30!"

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Shen Xiangheng didn't stop him any more. He put the cardboard with the price on it in front of the fruit, and stood up to tidy up the messy pineapples on the cart.

Jian Huai was not idle either. He took a marker pen and simply sketched out a picture of a crane and a lotus pond. It was not complicated, just a few strokes, but his skills were profound. With just a few simple lines, the picture became vivid.

The bullet screen also began to express emotion:

"Brother Shen's handwriting is so handsome."

"Jian Huai's paintings are beautiful."

"My God, I don't deserve to be a street vendor."

"Where is this stall, I want to contract it!"

The bullet screen was bustling, and the traffic in the market was not small. A man passing by stopped in front of the stall: "That's a good word."

Shen Xiangheng leaned against the side of the car, and said lazily, "Thank you."

"Can you, can you write adverbs for me?" The man obviously loves words, "I can buy fruit."

Shen Xiangheng never traded at a loss: "Of course, but..."

"I understand, I understand, so I want twenty catties!"

Shen Xiangheng smiled, "Twenty catties of pineapples."

The man hesitated: "I can't finish eating so many pineapples."

"Twenty catties of pineapples, I'll write you a set of brush calligraphy." Shen Xiangheng was not afraid of not being able to sell them, "I won't write any less."

The man's eyes lit up, and he said quickly, "Okay!"

Jian Huai who was behind was stunned, he thought how hard it would be to sell fruit today, who knew it would open in such a short while?

There was a wail in the barrage:

"I earned it."

"Brother Shen once sold a pair of calligraphy brushes for 3000 million!"

"I hate, why not me!"

"Tell me the address of this market, and I will contract the remaining watermelons!"

The man in front went home to get his pen after making the reservation. Shen Xiangheng walked back and sat down beside Jian Huai. Although this market is indeed very dry, it can be tolerated. The only bad thing is that there are many mosquitoes.

Even after spraying with mosquito repellent, Jian Huai's natural physique of attracting insects still made Jian Huai a little uncomfortable. From the very beginning, he began to scratch his arms and neck constantly.

"Don't scratch." Shen Xiangheng held his hand that was about to move again, "Be patient, the stall will be closed later."

Jian Huai said bitterly and pitifully: "Itches."

Shen Xiangheng was unmoved: "The more you scratch, the more itchy."

"..."

Jian Huai withdrew his hand aggrievedly.

His first painting has been painted, and it is very conspicuous and eye-catching when placed on the car, attracting the attention of passers-by.

A woman stopped, she was wearing a bright red peony shirt, her skin was dark yellow, she pointed to the painting: "Boss, are you selling this painting?"

Jian Huai said, "If you buy two catties of melons, you will sell them."

The woman smiled: "Well, boss, you are very good at business."

Jian Huai went over to pack watermelon for her: "They are all small things, not worth mentioning, as long as you like it."

The woman took the watermelon, took the money out of her pocket and gave it to Jian Huai, picked up the cardboard and left: "I'll come to your house to buy it next time, let's go."

Jian Huai took the money and looked at it, and found that there was no watermark through the sunlight, so he quickly stepped forward to grab the woman: "Hi, please give me a change of money."

The woman's expression changed: "I don't have any money, this is all I need!"

Jian Huai lowered his voice: "You seem to be fake coins..."

"I don't have counterfeit coins." The woman's eyes drifted, but she still didn't give in, she pushed Jian Huai, and said sharply, "I'm going to call molestation, what's the matter with you boss, in broad daylight, you are talking and doing Business hands and feet are not clean."

Jian Huai took two steps back and was caught by Shen Xiangheng.

Shen Xiangheng put his arms around him with one hand, took the money and took a look to make sure it was fake. There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "What you said, we also came out to do business, it's not easy, how about this, I think this You probably gave the fake coins by accident, why don't you apologize and forget about it."

The woman also wanted to run, but for some reason, two men stopped behind, and it was the camera brother who was doing his duty.

"It's more or less the same." The woman forced herself to be calm, "I'm sorry, that's fine. I was also stuffed with fake coins before, and I put them in my pocket. I just took them by mistake."

Shen Xiangheng looked understanding: "You received fake coins before, and there is no way to do this."

The woman nodded: "That is to say, I have to find a way to spend it again. It's not easy for all of us..."

She complained while talking, completely oblivious to the fact that the smile on Shen Xiangheng's face had gradually turned cold. He raised his eyelids and looked at the camera: "Has it been recorded?"

The camera brother nodded, indicating that it was ok.

"Leave it to the police." Shen Xiangheng's face was cold, and his voice was cold: "Knowing and using falsehoods violates the criminal law. Leave your words to the police."