The sky.
Gradually darkened.
Luo Ye's heart began to sink as well.
If they had not been harvesting corn side by side in a group, he would have suspected that he might get lost here.
The panic of being trapped in a cornfield, unable to reach the end no matter which way he walked, made him feel like he was already doomed.
Luckily, Coach was here. This big brother really stepped up whenever something happened.
At that moment, Li Haoyang had already taken off his shirt and rolled up the legs of his shorts, revealing every muscle he possibly could.
He looked as though he were wearing nothing but a thickened pair of boxer briefs.
Luo Ye carried a wicker basket on his back, snapped the corn from the stalks in front of him, and tossed it into the basket behind him.
Once the basket was full, he had to go back and dump the corn into the dump truck, making trip after trip like that.
Sweating profusely, he checked his phone and found that it was already past six.
He looked at Coach walking ahead of him and shouted, "What time is dinner?"
"Six thirty."
Hearing that, Luo Ye's face lit up, and it felt as though all the exhaustion in his body had been swept away.
He looked around at the others and noticed that some of them were slacking off.
He did not care about anyone else, but he could not slack off.
After all, this counted as crops. How could he possibly slack off with something like this?
He had endured an entire afternoon already. He was not going to fall short now.
He looked at his arms, which were covered in bumps of all sizes.
They were all mosquito bites. They itched like crazy.
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