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Chapter 196 Is This The Metamorphosis?

Shen Yunchu has been a sweet girl of the sky since she was born. Not to mention facing the sun and the yellow earth in the summer, even if she goes out on weekdays, she is always being served by the stars and a bunch of entourage.

She looked stiffly at the seemingly endless wilderness, feeling the north wind blowing and feeling cold in her heart.

Do you want them to clean up such a large piece of land in one day?

Shen Yunchu suddenly felt that Gu Jinwei was worthy of being a big businessman. His ability to predict the unknown was really superior to others. He knew that she would definitely be hungry, so he prepared so many snacks in advance.

Li Meimei was sweating profusely before she started working. Although she was not as pampered as Shen Yunchu, children in the city were more or less idiots in life. She was holding a sickle in both hands, and her expression was indescribable.

I'm afraid I won't be able to sort it out even in years and months.

On the side, Qin Ning'an, wearing a hat and sun-protective clothing, got off the ground with ease, without looking flustered at all. It seemed that he was already familiar with this work.

"What are you two still doing?" Sun Yian asked, looking at the two people who were as motionless as mascots.

Shen Yunchu squatted down and started to pull out weeds like her predecessors. The sun was too strong and the ground was too hard. She finally managed to pull out a piece of grass with great effort.

At the moment when the weeds broke through the confinement of the land and were successfully pulled out, Shen Yunchu couldn't help but feel that he had completely conquered this land, and excitedly showed off to Li Meimei next to him:

"I pulled it out."

Li Meimei also applauded the audience, "Sister Yunchu, you are so awesome."

Shen Yunchu faced Qin Ning'an next to him again and continued: "Teacher Qin, I succeeded."

Qin Ning'an smiled and nodded, "Yun Chu is very powerful."

Zhao Yan pushed up his hat, looked at the people who were coaxing children, clicked his tongue, and cursed: "I don't know what everyone is so happy about."

"Teacher Zhao, I think it's fun to pull weeds." Shen Yunchu kept showing off, as if what he was holding was not weeds, but a certain international award-winning movie queen.

Zhao Yan glanced at the girl who walked around the venue without forgetting to show her presence in front of him. This careless look always made people laugh a bit.

"Well, that's amazing." Although his tone was a bit perfunctory, he couldn't help but curled his lips.

That face that was deliberately stern, but couldn't help but want to laugh, looked a little funny when caught in the camera.

Li Jin stared at the camera carefully, and an idea came to his mind, and he specifically asked the editing team, "When the time comes, give Teacher Zhao a series of psychological activities: Don't come over, she is so cute, she can pull weeds, she is really Great!"

Editing team:……

Shen Yunchu felt as if he had been given a blood injection. In less than an hour, a large area of ​​weeds had been cleared away.

Not far away, Assistant Zhang Yang, who was accompanying him, could not relax his brows. He wanted to remind the program team several times that his wife should take a rest, but every time the words came to his lips, he saw his wife excitedly holding the pulled grass. Go around the field once.

She doesn't seem tired.

Zhang Yang hesitated whether to report the situation to the president. Everything was recorded in an orderly manner. There was nothing inappropriate. There was no need to deliberately report it to the leader.

But the CEO gave numerous instructions and explained everything in detail.

Li Jin opened the teacup and just took a sip when the light in front of him was blocked by a figure. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at each other.

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, just stared at the teacup in the other person's hand.

Director Li Jin felt so much pressure that he didn't dare to drink tea now. He stood up stiffly and tried his best to smile.

Zhang Yang still had that professional smile and said: "Director Li's tea looks pretty good."

Li Jin laughed guiltily, "It's just some ordinary green tea. Is Mr. Zhang thirsty? I'll ask the logistics department to prepare some for you."

Zhang Yang, however, turned to look at his wife who was weeding in a sundress and said, "Miss Yunchu must be thirsty."

Li Jin nodded like a fool, "It's time to rest. I'll let the guests rest immediately. The sun is too strong, so we need to pay attention to preventing heatstroke."

"Yeah." Zhang Yang finished his explanation and left the directing team.

Li Jin wiped the sweat from his forehead, took the walkie-talkie and began to give instructions: "Everyone should rest for half an hour. We have prepared some cold drinks here to relieve the heat."

When Shen Yunchu stopped, she realized that she had exercised too much and her muscles were sore all over her body. She lay tiredly on the chair, not wanting to work hard at all.

She came to the entertainment industry to have fun, not to participate in The Metamorphosis and work hard to change her laziness.

"Sister Yunchu, do you want watermelon juice?" Li Meimei looked at the motionless figure with her head covered, and gently poked her arm.

Shen Yunchu was so tired that he couldn't even lift his fingers, so he refused: "I'm not thirsty, thank you."

Li Meimei did not disturb her rest and sat quietly aside. She looked at the small half of the wasteland left and felt a little scared.

This is just the first step and you are almost exhausted. Later, you still have to dig the soil, plant, fertilize and water. No wonder the seniors who participated in the previous sessions have kindly reminded themselves that here, as long as you complete the task , keep it sweet when you sleep and when you eat.

They are all tired.

"Sister Yunchu, look what's going on?" Li Meimei suddenly grabbed Shen Yunchu's arm.

Shen Yunchu took off the hat on his head, frowned and looked in the direction she was pointing.

The remaining one-third of the wasteland was cleared in the blink of an eye.
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