Now that the two have held hands, Zhao Yi naturally has a sense of proportion in his heart, and dare not make any more fuss. Smiling and rejecting Fu Xiaohan: "I'm a serious director, don't talk nonsense."
After speaking, he turned his face slightly, tilted his head and glanced at Song Xiaolan.
Song Xiaolan looked indifferent, but there was a layer of dark clouds on her eyebrows.
It is such a great thing that one person can control the emotions of another person. Zhao Yi is a layman, so she naturally likes it, but she quickly hides her joy and turns back to deal with other people.
Sister Coke also said to Fu Xiaohan: "If you want you to take it off, you are dedicating yourself to art. The opportunity is rare. You, it is not so easy to ask for the next time!"
Fu Xiaohan smiled like sunshine, nodded, "Yes, yes, we are almost done picking this dish, is there no task?"
Song Xiaolan lowered her head slightly and kept her eyes away, not wanting to see Fu Xiaohan's smile.
Fu Xiaohan, Song Xiaolan, the names are quite predestined.
Zhao Yi's eyes were mischievous, and the speed of picking vegetables became faster.
*
Not long after Fu Xiaohan finished speaking, the staff's loudspeaker sounded.
¡ª¡ª"The remaining one of the guests will arrive soon. When all the guests are ready, you need to complete the following tasks: 1. Corn can be exchanged for meat. There is a corn field at the entrance of the village. If you can pick half an acre of corn, you can get Five catties of beef; two, you can catch fish in the shallow fish pond outside the door, and you only have one hour to catch as much as you can, and everyone has to participate.¡±
Corn fields and fish ponds are pleasant and primitive pastoral pleasures, which can make people feel soothed, and are also Zhao Yi's favorite way of life.
Because she liked it, she forgot that it was a show for a moment, and couldn't help reaching out and grabbing Song Xiaolan's hand, turning her head and smiling, and said to him, "Can you catch fish?"
Song Xiaolan was taken aback, but she didn't want to let go of her hand.
However, Zhao Yi quickly realized that Song Xiaolan was born into a family of Peking opera, so how could she know such rural things as catching fish? She immediately drew her hand back.
Zhao Yi felt guilty, and looked around. Seeing that no one noticed, she was relieved and started teasing Song Xiaolan.
"No, my leading actor is taking the route of fresh meat, how can he get into the quagmire! No! This show hasn't aired yet!"
The people in the director team all laughed after hearing this, "Then Director Zhao, you can play for him, it's okay, it counts."
"ah?"
"Then I can't do it either, I still have to rely on my face to make a living!"
Zhao Yi slammed down the boss of Balad, and laughed at himself.
The director team said again: "Then your only meat dish tonight is beef."
"Well, what you said¡ª" Zhao Yi looked at the director innocently, "I can replace him, and it counts!"
Director: "It counts, but let's talk about it if you can catch it within an hour!"
After all, Song Xiaolan is a newcomer, her temper is cold, she can't get in the way at all, so she can only let Zhao Yi mess around.
The staff said that the last guest had arrived, and several people put down their work and went out to greet them.
*
The last guest is also a newcomer, an actress named Ye Shangzhu. Ye Shangzhu got out of the car with her manager, and said hello to Zhao Yi and the others very politely and humbly.
It was Zhao Yi's first time seeing her, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Ye Shangzhu is a good beauty, but her rouge is very heavy, and the makeup on her face is too much, which does not match her age in her twenties.
Zhao Yi is not surprised, this circle is like a big dyeing vat, how could there be white cloth in the big dyeing vat? She glanced at Song Xiaolan, and found that this kid didn't even give Ye Shangzhu a look.
It's really cold.
When she saw him for the first time, he was also so cold and difficult to get close to.
Zhao Yi felt balanced in her heart, it wasn't that she wasn't charming enough, it was because the ice was too hard and cold.
When everyone was ready, everyone set off to the corn field at the entrance of the village. Along the way, everyone talked and laughed.
After all, Ye Shangzhu is young, and her eyes always drift towards Song Xiaolan. But Song Xiaolan was walking on the outermost side of the road, far away from her, so naturally she wouldn't look in her direction.
All of this was seen by Zhao Yi. As she walked, she walked to Song Xiaolan's side and walked with him.
Song Xiaolan turned her head to look at the field on the left, with reddish ears and a smile on her lips.
*
There are more than ten acres of corn fields, and there is no end in sight.
Zhao Yi was slightly startled, and looked at the corn field and said with emotion: "How long will we have to pick this half an acre of land?"
? Bao Xinwei rolled up his sleeves, looking radiant, "There is strength in numbers, and together weIt can be done in an hour, come on, let's get started! After saying that, he led the people down the corn field.
Corn leaves are sharp, and they will be scratched if you don't pay attention.
As soon as Zhao Yi stepped into the corn field, Song Xiaolan grabbed her and handed her gloves, "Director Zhao, gloves, the leaves are sharp."
The tone is very ordinary, very flat, like talking to someone you don't know well.
Zhao Yi smiled, took the gloves, put them on, and reminded loudly: "Are you all wearing gloves?"
Others raised their hands, so they all took them, only Zhao Yi didn't.
Zhao Yi turned around and found that the staff behind them had already walked ahead of them, so she unscrupulously made a face at Song Xiaolan, and quickly turned back to keep up with the pace of the others.
Song Xiaolan deliberately walked last, in order to be alone with Zhao Yi.
Bao Xinwei quickly assigned tasks and asked everyone to be responsible for an area, and everyone began to pick corn in an orderly manner.
Ye Shangzhu knew that Song Xiaolan was Zhao Yi's newcomer, and there was a high chance of a fire, so she picked corn next to Song Xiaolan, and said nothing.
Song Xiaolan wasn't in the mood to talk to her, but she didn't talk, and the camera was around, so she had to remain polite.
Zhao Yi and Song Xiaolan are separated by Ke Lejie and Ye Shangzhu.
Fu Xiaohan originally wanted to be next to Zhao Yi, but when he thought of Sister Hong, he put away his thoughts and picked corn seriously next to Bao Xinwei.
*
The sun was very strong, and Zhao Yi's physical strength was not good. Soon, she was sweating slightly on her forehead, and her face was slightly pale. She looked up at the sun, and found a clean corn stalk to sit down weakly.
Song Xiaolan was very serious about everything she did, and it didn't take long before she finished picking her piece. Hearing that Zhao Yi's side had lost her voice, she cleverly bypassed Ye Shangzhu and picked it on Zhao Yi's field.
Zhao Yi sat on the ground, lowered her head, panting slightly.
Song Xiaolan approached, took out a tissue from her pocket, and knelt down to wipe her sweat.
Zhao Yi was startled, and she leaned back, almost falling on the cornfield.
"You scared me to death"
Zhao Yi's voice was like a mosquito, subtle and silent.
Song Xiaolan knew from bedtime that she was not physically strong, and she almost died every time, but she was like this, why did she agree to record this wild variety show?
He frowned, wiped away her sweat, and heard the voices around him gradually thinning out, so he said coldly, "Show off."
Zhao Yi was exhausted and didn't want to argue with him, so he said casually: "You think I'm the same age as you"
Age, age again.
Song Xiaolan frowned, but she couldn't say anything about her, so she went to get water for her, and when she got it, she unscrewed the ice cap and handed it to her.
Zhao Yi showed a smile on his slightly pale face, took the water he handed over, and raised his head to drink it.
Song Xiaolan reached out and pressed her hand, "Drink slowly."
After Zhao Yi heard the words, she slowed down and made a gurgling sound from her throat.
Song Xiaolan felt sorry for her, but there was nothing she could do, so she got up and helped her finish picking the corn.
Zhao Yi tilted her head, seeing such a clean person in front of her, picking corn skillfully like a farmer, she felt liking in her heart.
Probably, every Chinese has an inexplicable affection for men farming and women weaving.
Song Xiaolan noticed the abnormality behind her, looked back at her, but couldn't say what she wanted to say.
Zhao Yi tilted his head, with a quiet and relaxed smile on his slightly pale face, his bright eyes were full of him.
Beautiful and original, it's still his.
Song Xiaolan was slightly startled, maybe it was because the sun was so strong that he actually felt a bit of a trance, feeling that the real Zhao Yi seemed fake.
Seeing that he didn't pick it anymore, Zhao Yi got up and went to replace him.
The surrounding voices gradually gathered again, Zhao Yi took a few steps back, and bent the corners of her lips: "You have to get used to being stared at, this will be the norm in the future."
Song Xiaolan smiled: "You also have to get used to it." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com