After I went to the countryside variety show, I began to whitewash

Lin Xinran laughed nonchalantly, and touched Lu Huiqing's arm affectionately: "Aren't you looking for inspiration from nature? Isn't it natural enough here? Wasn't it very refreshing when you agreed?"

"What I want is the natural inspiration of traditional ancient materials, not the inspiration from the mountains!" Lu Huiqing roared depressingly.

"Oh, I'm here. Anyway, you haven't been inspired to write a song recently, so just take a break with me." Lin Xinran didn't care much.

No wonder Lu Huiqing's face was gloomy all the way, as if the whole program group owed him money.

It turned out that the program group really "owed" him money.

Lin Xinran had just finished filming a martial arts movie and wanted to relax, so she chose "Going to the Countryside", a little-known variety show, and was afraid that she would be bored alone, so she coaxed Lu Huiqing to accompany her.

Lu Huiqing was the one that Lin Xinran bought one for one free.

The entire "Going to the Countryside" program group has only Yue Han and no announcements to receive.

Yue Han maintained a polite yet embarrassing smile at all times, and successfully integrated into the elderly group with natural responses such as "Really?", "So that's how it is," and "Oh!".

There was a bang-chi-bang-dang noise from the soil slope below, accompanied by the sound of machinery humming.

A dilapidated and tall yellow excavator was approaching. The rocker was raised and lowered to drive the bucket, and the old loess caked inside could be clearly seen.

Li Yihan showed horror, it was the first time she saw such a big thing living in a big city.

With a loud bang, the excavator stopped.

The six guests also realized that something was wrong. The program team said that they would meet up and release the task, but there was no movement for a long time.

It seems that the "task" in front of me has come.

The door of the excavator opened suddenly, an old man crawled down slowly, and Yue Han stepped forward to support the old man.

The old man entered the play very quickly, and immediately got into Yue Han's arms, trembling his shoulders, frowning: "What can I do, what can I do!"

Several guests were startled, this old man is too familiar.

Yuehan calmly followed the old man's back: "Master, have you encountered any difficulties?"

"Ah!" The old man raised his head slowly, and sighed inscrutablely, "It's not that old, the excavator can't start anymore, and my feet hurt after driving it for a while. What can I do! There is still a long way to go. , I have to feed the pigs!"

Yue Han couldn't help but said, "Master, you should stop driving an excavator at your age, it's too dangerous."

"..." This is not the crux of the problem, is it?

The boy was beautiful, the old man couldn't help taking another look, and gradually turned to the topic: "Young man, I see that you have a lot of people, can you help the old man?"

Hearing the words "feed the pigs", the complexion of the young group was as black as the bottom of a pot, and each one became uglier than the other.

No, they cannot.

They don't want to feed the pigs.

"of course can."

The faces of the young group became more and more exciting.

The program team was extremely pleased. It seemed that the filming was progressing smoothly. The director's eyelids twitched just as he was about to release the task.

Yue Han was agile and jumped onto the driver's seat of the excavator, tried the joystick, and the excavator took a step forward, scaring everyone away.

The feel is still there, no problem.

Yue Han smiled slightly at the uncle: "Master, come up, I'll see you off."

grandfather:?

Guests: ...

Program group: ...?

The old man is also confused, what's going on?

It turned out that the program group arranged it like this. There was an old man with inconvenient legs and feet who was rushing to feed the pigs. The guests enthusiastically helped the old man to complete the task of feeding the pigs. While promoting positive energy, they also experienced the life of feeding pigs in the farm.

How did it develop to this point? !

Also, why does Yue Han drive an excavator? !

The old man was also dumbfounded: "Young man, don't tease me, how could you drive an excavator..."

Yue Han seemed confused: "Can't I drive an excavator?"

This question is asked very sincerely, as if knowing how to drive an excavator is an easy task, but...

Artists, no no no, even most amateurs don't know how to drive an excavator?

Li Weiwu coughed and reminded: "The more, the colder, the key to the old man is to feed the pigs. Let's help the old man feed the pigs first."

"That's right, that's right, feed the pigs, feed the pigs, my pigs will starve to death." The old man climbed down the pole.

Feeding pigs is not difficult, even simpler than driving an excavator.

Yuehan still looked at the old man very sincerely: "Master, your legs and feet are not good, I'd better take you for a ride."

Fortunately, the excavator machine is big enough. The driving seat of a normal excavator cannot accommodate two people.

The program team didn't expect such an event, and hurriedly installed a camera on the excavator.

The guests and the program team watched the excavator leave, dumbfounded, as if seeing a shocking scene.

Lin Xinran: "... Yue Han really knows how to drive an excavator?"

The old man is immersed in Yue Han's fancy operation, Yue Han's posture of driving the excavator is particularly skilled, and his eyes are serious and solemn, as if he is taking a driver's license test.

The old man: "The young man is amazing now. He can even drive an excavator. Which school did he graduate from? Lan Xiang?"

Yue Han smiled: "No, my school doesn't teach how to drive excavators."

"Then how did you do it?" the old man was curious.

At this time, Yuehan suddenly remembered a sentence from Chen Zhao, during the program, the words must be polished, and there is nothing to say, but what the audience likes to hear.

Yue Han thought for a while before speaking: "...Actually, I graduated from Lan Xiang."

The old man was amused: "The lads nowadays really like to joke!"

The colder the road, the more resistance he felt from walking: "Master, the track shaft of your car is a little worn out, and it is very difficult to drive."

"Ah? I thought it was normal." The old man was taken aback, "Then what should we do?"

Yuehan: "Just change the track shaft, it's very simple. Do you have a new one? If so, I'll replace it for you later."

The old man was dumbfounded: "You know this, young man?!"

The old man and Yue Han had a good chat, and thought this little doll was really interesting, so he reminded him a lot: "Young man, you and your group of friends are so beautiful, so you have to be careful. Some people in our village are not very safe."

Yue Han and the old man were the first to arrive. In front of them was a small house built of gray stones. The roof was broken and the inside was pitch black, with constant humming sounds.

It must be the pigsty that the old man said.

There are dry grass and stones everywhere on the ground, and there is a cement tank not far away, and there are several wooden barrels.

Yuehan looked at the buckets, they were all leftovers.

The rest of the guests were still walking hard. This is the charm of the excavator. Yuehan turned his head and looked around. The director followed in a car.

Yuehan: "Do you want us to make pig food ourselves?"

Zhang Deyi wiped off his sweat: "That's right."

Zhang Deyi turned his head and whispered: "Later, find a substitute who is about the same size as Yue Han, and help him feed the pigs."

"Director?! Is this a reality show?!" The staff was dissatisfied.

"You know what a fart, Yuehan likes to play big names and has a bad temper. We finally hired the entertainment industry's beauty ceiling, and we can't knock them out of work." Zhang Deyi gave him a sideways look.

It was Yue Han's face that Zhang Deyi took a fancy to: "Anyway, it's good that he is in charge of being a vase, and let the substitute do all the dirty work."

"Haha, how precious is he? He is a big cat shit, and his temper is soaring."

Yuehan's reputation in the circle is really not good, if it wasn't for his face, which makes people with gray hair unable to find fault, he would have been unable to get along long ago.

Feeds such as corn, barley, bran, rice bran, etc. have already been cooked, as long as they are mixed together, it is not difficult.

The program team found a substitute and planned to discuss it with Yue Han: "Well, Yue Han..."

I saw Yuehan mixed the feed in several buckets at the speed of light, and picked up a large spoon to stir without any distaste.

The movements are skillful and agile, and the expression is natural, as elegant as watering flowers and plants.

When Yue Han heard someone calling him, he raised his head and smiled politely: "Director?"

Zhang Deyi was shocked by this smile, Yue Han's subordinates were still stirring the feed, the innocent face, slender body and fair face were incompatible with the movements of his subordinates.

Zhang Deyi felt that he was really nothing, to let such a good-looking boy do such a hard job.

Zhang Deyi said thoughtfully: "It's colder, these buckets..." It's a bit heavy.

Yuehan picked up the wooden barrels one by one like chickens, but then he seemed to find it troublesome, and carried two in one hand...

Zhang Deyi: ...these wooden barrels are really heavy...

Yuehan: "What happened to the bucket?"

Zhang Deyi didn't have eyes to look any further, and covered his eyes with his hands: "It's nothing, you can continue..."

He has to stay calm.

Why is it that a person with such good looks, even making pig feed seems to be doing art?

"...Director, do I still need to stand in for...?" The stand-in was confused.

"...No need." Zhang Deyi.

The staff member was dumbfounded: "Didn't you say that he is very princely, hypocritical and serious? Why is he...??"

After the rest of the guests arrived, all of them looked ashen and wanted to call their fathers and mothers.

Yuehan’s choice was correct. They already knew about the need to feed the pigs. If they knew they had to make feed for the pigs when they arrived at the pigsty, although the process was not complicated, they would inevitably feel resentful.

"Guests, please adjust your status and start helping the old man feed the pigs. The group that completes the task first will get extra rewards."

No one cared what the reward was anymore, all they could think about was the panic about feeding the pigs.

There are six wooden barrels in front of them, and the pig feed in each barrel is almost the same.

Li Weiwu and Song Cui picked up the bucket without hesitation, but they looked at Yue Han with some concern.

This boy looks spoiled and spoiled, he must not be used to these things.

They were all in one group anyway, Song Cui turned around gently: "Yue Han, I'll help later..." Hello.

Without hesitation, Yue Han picked up the wooden bucket and walked towards the pigsty. When he passed by Song Cui, he looked at Song Cui in confusion, waiting for Song Cui's next words.

Song Cui saw that Yue Han had already started pouring feed into the trough with a spoon, her words turned several times on the tip of her tongue, and stammered: "If you help...help Yihan, stop me."

The words were turned very bluntly, even deliberately, Li Yihan didn't even bother to talk to her own mother.

Everyone could tell that Song Cui was using Li Yihan to change the subject.

Yue Han smiled slightly: "I remember."

The young group looked at the dirty wooden barrel, with some sticky pig food on the edge of the handle, and looked down at their own hands, feeling overwhelmed.

Li Yihan felt wronged: "Can the director give me a glove?"

Zhang Deyi: "No."

The pigsty is divided into two rows, the old group feeds leisurely, and the young group is like a strong man rushing to the battlefield with a tragic face.

Li Yihan: "Why is it so thick?! Don't you want to add some water?"

While pouring pig food into the trough, Yue Han explained: "You can't add too much water, too much water will dilute the pig's digestive juices, and the pig's digestive ability will be weakened."

Li Yihan: "...you really know pigs well."

Yuehan seems to be in a good mood: "The more you get in touch with, the more you know."

Everyone's expressions were a little strange.

They couldn't imagine how they could get so familiar with pigs?

Lin Xinran was curious: "Your family doesn't run a pig farm, does it?"

Yue Han couldn't help laughing, and shook his head: "It's just that I went to help my grandparents' house when I was young, and I'll remember it after hearing too much."

"Oh!"

The older group completed the task with ease, while the younger group is still struggling.

They fell into a very contradictory struggle, wanting a quick solution but also afraid that the pig would find the pig disgusting, the spoon was circling around in the air for a long time without daring to go down.

"Young people nowadays really can't bear hardships." Seeing this scene, Li Weiwu sighed and shook his head, looking at Yue Han with admiration, "It's because you are not hypocritical and work quickly."

Yue Han just smiled slightly.

Because Li Weiwu also liked this young man who didn't have a good reputation because of pigs, he dragged Yuehan to chat for a while, and Song Cui stayed beside him gently and didn't bother him.

Out of politeness, Yue Han also listened to Li Weiwu's lecture with a smile on his face. Some of Li Weiwu's deductive skills were still very useful.

When he was fascinated by listening, suddenly a flesh-brown shadow flashed in front of his eyes and disappeared from everyone's sight like lightning.

Lu Huiqing was the first to run out of the pigsty, his face paled in shock: "It's bad! The pig ran away!"

Li Yihan and Lin Xinran were equally shocked, and this scene just now would become an unforgettable psychological shadow for them in this life.

"What's going on, how can pigs run?!" Li Weiwu couldn't believe it.

Lu Huiqing gritted his teeth and looked gloomy: "Who knew this pig could jump over hurdles?!"

At the same time, that gentle female electronic voice sounded in Yue Han's mind again.

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