One More Miserable Than the Last

[Honestly, this handsome guy really does look pretty good!]

[With that face, if he dressed up properly, wouldn't he be better than some of today's pretty-boy idols? (Fans of certain pretty-boy idols, don't come at me. If you feel called out, that's your own problem. It has nothing to do with me.)]

[Hahaha! The sister above has such a strong survival instinct. (Laughing through tears)]

[Can't help it. Some fans in the domestic entertainment industry are seriously like crazed people. Can't afford to provoke them. (Bye-bye)]

[This group is really taking it easy. Compared to them, the other groups are way too miserable!]

Qi Si's side really was taking it easy.

His job was the easiest, even though he had snatched it from Zhou Linzhe.

It was just that these two young masters refused to play by the rules. Everyone else had followed the script arranged by the production team.

Xu Zhening and Jiang Han were in the same group. Although Jiang Han was a newcomer, Xu Zhening was an old hand at variety shows and understood what viewers wanted to see.

So the two of them were the first to receive a task from the villagers.

Of course, the tasks arranged in advance by the production team could not all be easy, and these two happened to draw the most exhausting one.

They had to help a villager harvest sweet potatoes.

When they first heard that they would be harvesting sweet potatoes, both of them had been quite excited. They said they had never done it before and wanted to experience it.

Only after they actually entered the field did they realize how naive they had been.

Neither Xu Zhening nor Jiang Han had grown up in the countryside. When had they ever worked in a field?

Seeing the lush green leaves covering the ground, Jiang Han asked blankly, "Where are the sweet potatoes? I don't see any. Haven't they grown yet?"

Xu Zhening was no better off, wearing the same confused expression.

The villager beside them laughed heartily. "They're ripe! This whole field is full of them!"

"Where are the sweet potatoes?" Jiang Han stood on tiptoe to look.

"They're all in the ground! You need to dig them out!"

"Huh? Sweet potatoes grow in the ground? They don't grow on the stems and leaves?" Jiang Han asked in surprise.

Looking at the lush green leaves on the ground, he had thought sweet potatoes were like watermelons, growing from vines and hanging above the ground.

[Hahahaha, I'm dying! Even I know sweet potatoes are plant tubers. Why is he so dumb? (Covering face)]

[Huh? I didn't know either. I thought they were like corn, growing on stalks. (Cold sweat)]

[Seriously! He doesn't even know that? So embarrassing!]

[How is not knowing that embarrassing? Not everyone grew up in the countryside. City kids just haven't seen it before! Can't they ask if they haven't seen it?]

[Yes, yes, city kids are so amazing! What are you showing off for?]

[Who the fuck is showing off? Weren't you the one picking a fight? What, are you from the countryside and insecure about it?]

[I'm from the countryside, and I'm not insecure. The food you city people eat is still grown by us country folk. Who's more noble than whom?]

[Not every country person has seen every crop either. You can even argue over this?]

[Hold on, this doesn't seem to have much to do with whether someone is from the countryside or not? I remember learning this in textbooks?]

Because of a sweet potato, a debate suddenly broke out in the livestream.

By the sweet potato field, Jiang Han and Xu Zhening were also receiving a lesson in agricultural knowledge.

After figuring out that sweet potatoes were buried underground, the two began their sweet-potato-digging journey under the villager's guidance.

The work was not particularly difficult, but it was truly exhausting.

They had to keep bending over and digging through the soil with their tools.

At first, the two worked separately, digging the sweet potatoes out of the earth, then picking them up and putting them into baskets.

Later, they realized that doing it this way was both tiring and slow, and their waists could not take it.

In the end, they discussed it and simply divided the work. One dug while the other picked them up.

When they got tired, they switched.

They had come up with a method, but both were beginners, so they naturally could not work very quickly.

The two worked for several hours, until it got dark, and still had not finished harvesting even one mu of land.

The villager beside them shook his head repeatedly as he watched.

"At your speed, you won't even finish tomorrow."

They were already too exhausted to argue.

"I can't do this anymore, I can't! My waist is about to break!" Jiang Han sat on the ridge between the fields, rubbing his lower back and grimacing in pain.

Xu Zhening beside him cared even less about getting dirty and simply flopped down onto the field ridge.

"I... I can't do it anymore! I'll rest for a while before going back!"

[You worked hard, you worked hard. Just watching makes me feel exhausted.]

[For people doing this for the first time, that really is a lot of exercise. They'll be suffering when they wake up tomorrow.]

[They only did this little in one afternoon and they're already this tired? They're way too useless.]

[If you can do better, go do it yourself.]

Compared to the exhaustion over there, Shen Shuyu and Lin Weiwei's side was simply dirty.

Although the two had not received their tasks in the same place, perhaps this was the unique tacit understanding between the female lead and supporting female character of a melodramatic romance.

For example, falling for the same man at the same time.

Now, they had also drawn similar blind boxes.

One had to feed pigs, while the other had to herd ducks.

Shen Shuyu was feeding the pigs, and Lin Weiwei was herding the ducks.

When their fans saw the tasks they had drawn, they felt both heartbroken and amused.

Shen Shuyu had never fed pigs before, and she even had to prepare the pig feed herself.

Shen Shuyu could not even cook for herself, yet now she had to cook for pigs right away.

For a moment, Shen Shuyu's fans in the livestream had complicated feelings.

[I know I shouldn't, but why the fuck am I a little jealous of a pig right now? (Crying uncontrollably)]

[I get it, I get it! This is Yu'er's first time cooking! And it's actually for pigs to eat. (Crying)]

[Hahaha, fuck! Are Shen Shuyu's fans crazy? Do you actually want to fight pigs for food? (Laughing through tears)]

Bo Fuyu, who was also watching the livestream, saw Shen Shuyu cooking for pigs, then saw the comments saying that pigs would be the first to taste Shen Shuyu's cooking. For some reason, he felt a little unhappy too.

He had not even eaten anything Shen Shuyu had cooked yet.

At that moment, as Bo Fuyu looked at the pigs in the pen, killing intent arose in his heart.

That pork should taste pretty good.

The little pigs in the pen, who had waited forever without getting a single bite of food, all shivered at once.

With the villager's help, Shen Shuyu finally made a pot of pig feed and carried it over to feed the pigs in the pen.

Shen Shuyu had been the pampered young miss of the Shen Household since childhood. She had never even seen a live pig before, and now she had to go in and feed them.

This was not an ordinary level of difficulty. At the very least, getting past the mental hurdle would not be easy.