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Cheng Ying is very suspicious? Zhang Zeyun deliberately prolongs the time, just waiting for her to make a fool of himself.

But Mr. Cheng's good habit of disguising himself all the year round still stubbornly restrained her actions at this time.

So even though she was bouncing subtitles in her mind, her body still sat firmly.

Until that sentence, "It's time!"

Cheng Ying neglected to look back? He leaned back, and slowly exhaled the long breath that had been held in his chest for a long time without being noticed.

"Congratulations, both of you. The drink is in the refrigerator on the program team's caravan, and you can come and pick it up anytime." Zhang Zeyun seemed quite satisfied with the shot, and said with a smile.

Cheng Ying rolled her eyes in her heart, only to realize that the clothes on her back were soaked, and it was cold and stuck to her body, thinking that there was a ghost on her back.

The smile on her face was a little stiff.

This? It's really? It's embarrassing.

Miss Jiang on the opposite side was much more comfortable than her. Although her face was calm, there was a slight smile on the corners of her eyes and brows. She just looked at herself like that, as if she wanted to celebrate this extremely easy victory with herself.

...In the future? Or? It's better to stay away from Miss Jiang. Cheng Ying smiled back at Jiang Hanguang. Only she knew how bitter it was.

In the next few days, the four of them were ordered to do various house cleaning tasks. Under the threat of black bread, they actually cleaned up the house that was originally full of the atmosphere of a haunted house into a completely new one.

Probably? Because he didn't want the two of Cheng Jiang to get too many benefits and make the show lose fun, Zhang Zeyun announced on the second night that the popular group's ambiguous game will be held once a week. That's? Come here? Here? For a long time For the first time, Cheng Ying felt that Director Zhang was still an individual.

But the popularity list and "comments" will still be broadcast on time every day at dinner time.

Cheng Ying can understand the purpose of Zhang Zeyun's doing this. As a live variety show isolated from the world, the guests of the show will always be in a state of being out of contact with the outside world.

They can't know whether their performance is pleasing to the audience and make timely corrections. It is inevitable that they will be addicted to their comfort zone and not make changes.

After all, everyone is in their 30s and [-]s, and no one really feels that they are worthless.

And a variety show that takes torturing the guests as its mission must not allow them to stay peacefully in their comfort zone.

That popularity list is a whip to beat the guests. Since they have worked tirelessly to participate in this variety show, they naturally want to be ranked first on the popularity list.

The guests will inevitably make changes to the popularity list and "comments" in order to gain a higher popularity. Although it may not be satisfactory, the tangled and painful process of change should be what the program group most wants to film.

Cheng Ying looked at the comments on the screen while drinking the soup. There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. Zhang Zeyun was really planning. Well, unfortunately, the person who was beaten was not very good.

Needless to say, Jiang Hanguang's stable first place, she and Xie Chengcheng don't care about popularity, the only one who is provoked is...

Cheng Ying looked at Li Wan's back in front of her, almost giving off black air, and shrugged helplessly.

In the past few days, Ms. Li Wan has been trying her best to change the fate of being at the bottom of the popularity list. She persevered in trying various character designs such as the bold big sister, the little girl next door, and Gao Lengmei. The illusion that you are on a certain set.

It's a pity that although Ms. Li is working hard, she is really not talented enough. No matter how gratifying the character design is, she still can't cover up the caressing and hypocrisy that come out of her bones.

Everyone in the current audience is a master of micro-expression analysis who has read countless films, so naturally they will not be fooled.

Ms. Li's operation not only failed to restore the decline, but was even broken by Xie Chengcheng.

Because Xie Chengcheng is at least a stable waste, neither changing characters like crazy or thinking about harming others.

It can be believed that in this world, most people like trash more than villains.

It seems that Ms. Li is also reaching her limit. I hope she will make a fuss sooner, so as to add some embarrassment to that unscrupulous Director Zhang.

Another? One morning, the four people gathered in the restaurant got the latest instructions.

"The house has been tidied up, everyone, please try to find food by yourself today." Zhang Zeyun drew a simple map of the small farm on the display board, and circled two areas on it.

"What I recommend to everyone is the sweet potato field and the small hunting ground. The sweet potatoes under the sweet potato field can be used as staple food, and the small hunting grounds are full of free-range rabbits and chickens. We will distribute them to you. For the tools you need, I suggest that you still divide them into two groups. Let me state in advance,” Zhang Zeyun smiled and sprinkled salt on the wounds of the four worried people, “From today onwards, we will no longer provide everyone with the exception of black bread. There's no other food."

Xie Chengcheng let out a groan, but luckily after so many days, she has gotten used to it.

The four looked at each other, Jiang Hanguang said, "Where are you going, Xiaowan?"

She also noticed that Li Wan's mood has been very depressed lately, so...everything...let her go.

Li Wan rolled his eyes, and said proudly, "We're going to the small hunting ground, and I'll definitely bring you a fat rabbit for lunch!"

Cheng Ying sneered inwardly. It seems that Li Wan is taking the script of Mrs. Dahaoshuang today, but it is a pity that Mrs. Dashuang has to take care of the rough work, and Ms. Li is really reluctant to bear her disheveled face against the scorching sun. in the field.

"it is good."

But since Jiang Hanguang had no objection, Cheng Ying let her go.

The four distributed tools, and Cheng Ying and Jiang Hanguang got a back basket and a short-handled pointed shovel respectively.

Although the small farm sparrow is small and well-equipped, outside the fence of the main building is an endless golden wheat field, dotted with some land for planting other crops. From a height, it looks like a golden sand table green leaves on.

The sweet potato field is less than 300 meters away from the main building of the farm. It is a small piece of circular land surrounded by green sweet potato leaves, which looks very pleasing.

It's a pity that Cheng Ying and Jiang Hanguang didn't have the time to marvel at the beautiful scenery and the fresh air. It's 08:30 in the morning, and it's serious to finish work early while the sun is not too bad.

"Well, this? The sweet potato grows really well." Jiang Hanguang flipped over the green leaves, praised him, and saw Cheng Ying frowning slightly looking at the small shovel in his hand.

It looks cute with a face of not knowing what to do.

"Do you need me to teach you how to dig?" Jiang Hanguang smiled unconsciously and said softly.

Alpha paused, shaking his head like a rattle, "No need, I'll do it myself."

Jiang Hanguang was amused by her hurried refusal, only to think that she had suddenly awakened the so-called alpha self-esteem, and she didn't want to learn from herself and had to explore by herself, so she didn't force it, "Then let's start."

Cheng Ying didn't dare to delay this time. While peeking at Jiang Hanguang's movements, he bent down, pushed aside the obstructing leaves with his hands, and thrust the shovel into the sun-dried soil with great effort.

Isn't it? Digging out the things buried in the soil?Physical strength? It's just work, there's no need to have any close contact with Jiang Hanguang, Cheng Ying thought optimistically.

After a few days of experimentation, she found that as long as she can keep a "normal" distance from Jiang Hanguang, it is still very easy to restrain her desire for her.

But it can't be too deliberate... Although it's actually nothing.

Cheng Ying didn't want Jiang Hanguang to find out that he was deliberately alienating her, although with a woman's character, there was a high probability that she would acquiesce in her abandonment without saying anything.

But as long as he thinks of the way Jiang Hanguang looked at her at that time?, the look of being obviously disappointed and trying to hold back a forced laugh, Cheng Ying feels very blocked in his heart.

The bottom line of my soft heart towards Jiang Hanguang seems to be getting lower and lower.

Although Cheng Ying is full of optimism about the prospect of digging sweet potatoes, it is clear that sweet potatoes don't think so.

With a crisp click, Cheng Ying stopped in place guiltily.

This is the third sweet potato she has dug up.

And compared to Jiang Hanguang, her digging speed is too slow.

Cheng Ying glanced at Jiang Hanguang, who was already two bodies ahead of her and swiftly put a whole sweet potato into the back basket, and then looked at the sweet potato in his hand that was half buried in the soil, which was rare. A feeling of helplessness.

But? The words have already been released, and it would be too embarrassing to confess now.

While encouraging herself in her heart, Cheng Ying planned to use brute force to solve the problem.

So? The sweet potato field is in trouble.

The ground was planed in a mess, and the sweet potato leaves were pulled out in a mess.

However, this person has not even dug out a complete one so far, and he is not much different from a wild boar.

At this time, Jiang Hanguang felt that the back basket on her back was a bit heavy, she got up and wiped the sweat from her forehead, hammered her sore waist twice, turned around and planned to put the dug under the big tree outside the sweet potato field , come back and dig a little more.

As a result, I turned around and was startled.

How does this land look like a wild boar arched over it.

Not far away, Cheng Yezhu in brown overalls was digging the soil, having a great time digging.

Jiang Hanguang walked over angrily and amusedly, stretched out a finger, and nodded Cheng Ying's head.

"Is this? That's what you said to do by yourself?"

Alpha, who was clicked by her, raised her head suddenly, and there was a bit of panic in her eyes, like an elementary school student who hadn't finished her summer homework and just happened to be called by the teacher for inspection. Coupled with her too childish face, she still looks a little bit? Lovely and pitiful.

Jiang Hanguang's heart softened a lot in an instant, and his voice softened, "You can't dig, I'll teach you later, get up first, and I'll wipe your face."

Cheng Ying was still stuck in the embarrassing mood of being found out by pretending to be a failure, and couldn't help herself at this moment.

Jiang Hanguang took out a wet wipe, wiped her face carefully, and asked her to come together? Squat down.

The woman took her hand holding the shovel and taught her patiently, "Look, the movement of this seedling shows that the sweet potato grows on this side. Don't use so much effort at the beginning, let it grow. Get your head out."

The woman's soft hand led Cheng Ying, and gently and delicately planed out a section of the sweet potato.

"Follow the direction of its growth, loosen the soil next to it, and pry it hard when it is almost done. You can see that it is complete when it comes out."

Jiang Han was so absorbed in his teaching that he didn't pay attention to other things, but he didn't notice the eyes of the students at all. It was all in the overlapping hands of the two of them.

The omega's hand is obviously so soft and slender, but it seems to have infinite strength.

The sweet potato in his hand, which refused to come out obediently, now lay obediently on the ground.

It's okay to be clumsy, and it's okay to screw up.

Anyway, Jiang Hanguang will not leave him because of this.

She will only stand by her side and help herself patiently bit by bit.

For the first time in his lifetime, Cheng Ying had the illusion that it was okay even if he failed.

Only Jiang Hanguang can give her a unique and wonderful illusion.

She is so good, only one thing is not so good...

After the teaching, Jiang Hanguang just let go of his hand and wanted Cheng Ying to experiment by himself. Alpha was wrapped in her palm obediently but was bigger than her? The first-size hand dropped the shovel and clasped her wrist.

Before Jiang Hanguang could react, his palm was forcibly spread upwards.

Alpha frowned slightly, looking like a doctor checking people for diseases.

"Little Shadow?"

Cheng Ying looked at the conspicuous red marks on Omega's white and tender palms rubbed by the handle of the shovel, and felt prickly in her heart.

She scratched lightly on the red mark with her fingers, and the woman flinched like a frightened cat.

"Does it hurt?"

I don't know at all? I don't know how to cherish myself.

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