What Am I Thinking?!

The anti-fans had always felt that there were too many auras wrapped around Jiang Tingxu, and they racked their brains trying to tear off this person's "fake skin." Previously, the media repeatedly emphasized that Jiang Tingxu was hardworking and resilient. At this moment, the anti-fans clutched their keyboards in stern readiness, just waiting to watch this person fail to endure and throw a big star tantrum. Who would have thought that Jiang Tingxu would replace Si You, wield a hoe, and sweat profusely, yet his expression hardly changed at all.

Jiang Tingxu's state of mind had long since grown calm and serene after being washed over by waves and winds time and time again.

[Aren't the anti-fans angry, aren't they angry?]

[Jiang Tingxu is quite a trier. To maintain his persona, he's gritting his teeth and persisting through this. It's not without reason that he can harvest a bunch of brainless fans.]

[What the hell are you talking about upstairs? Can't dig up any black material so you've started resorting to personal attacks, huh? Come, come, Daddy will meet you.]

The barrage comments were arguing fiercely. The fans of other celebrities earnestly studied and observed. The linguistic ability of the Jiang-Si to spray people without using dirty words while casually reviewing the anti-fans' family trees had always been an "industry model."

Si You tightened the jacket on himself and asked the old grandpa if his peaches were ripe.

In his previous life, Si You had achieved great success and spent a massive amount of money on public welfare projects, but human greed is insatiable. Several overturns even saddled him with the infamous stigma of "money laundering," but Si You didn't care. He was accustomed to acting wildly and felt it was enough to have a clear conscience. Yet, returning to the novice village in this lifetime, Si You gained a whole new understanding of certain issues.

"Poverty" wasn't just two simple words. Not being able to eat, going hungry—very few people in today's society could experience that. As long as one had hands and feet and was a bit diligent, they could always manage to eat a mouthful of hot food. However, there were a vast number of people who couldn't even reach this basic condition. They weren't seen because they were at the very bottom, while ordinary people's sights were all fixed on high places. In his previous life, Si You only managed the disbursement of funds and didn't have the time to check or verify where they were specifically spent. Anyway, thinking about it now, Si You felt a bit sour in his heart.

After a while, the large water tanker arranged by the local government arrived. Although it rained in the past few days, this mountain hollow area was still rather dry, requiring the farming households to drag the rubber hoses up themselves to water the crops. Now, this task fell upon the guests.

The old grandpa stood up, and Si You followed closely behind him.

That rubber hose was as thick as two adult wrists. The old grandpa made a move to hoist it onto his shoulder, but Si You immediately snatched it over. The rubber hose wasn't heavy, but the resistance when dragging it up the mountain made him almost stagger backward.

"What the hell..." Fei Chang also shouldered one, but he turned dumbfounded the moment he took a step.

Fei Chang subconsciously looked at Si You, only to see Si You grit his teeth, sink his steps, and drag it up the mountain section by section.

Every extra step made his shoulders ache from the friction.

Xue Boyu hurriedly stepped forward, "Brother Si You, I'll do it."

"Hell no," Si You said. "If you roll down together with the hose, I'll still have to fish you out."

Xue Boyu: "..."

Jiang Tingxu threw down his hoe and came over. Si You was even less willing to hand it to him, as Jiang Tingxu still seemed quite precious in his eyes. The main point was that once Jiang Tingxu suffered a pull or something, the fans would definitely pin the blame on him.

Seeing that Si You wouldn't hand it over, Jiang Tingxu simply started from behind. The two of them carried it one in front and one behind, and Si You instantly felt much more relaxed.

Their progress here was fast, and the watering was also quick. Si You pulled the hose and moved back and forth. Looking up, he saw that Zhang Jianlin and Jiang Yao seemed to have gotten into a dispute again. Zhang Jianlin was truly weak and could no longer do the work. Jiang Yao's face was flushed red from exhaustion, but the young girl didn't show any grievances, gritting her teeth and persisting.

The director's team noticed that once Si You and Jiang Tingxu exerted the strength a normal man should have, these task difficulties weren't considered very large for them.

"Wow, Brother Fei Chang and the others only have three rows left to water," Xue Boyu sighed.

Hearing this, Si You's originally leisurely movements instantly tightened.

Jiang Tingxu looked on and laughed. Are they even competing in this?

After finishing his work, Si You picked up his hoe and went to find Jiang Yao. Being a good person was one aspect; on the other hand, Si You had always maintained this habit—when there were female friends around, he would take care of them as much as he could.

Zhang Jianlin was panting heavily. Upon seeing Si You, his expression immediately turned rather unpleasant. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a person suddenly blocked his front.

Jiang Tingxu's expression was calm, but the glance he cast made Zhang Jianlin's heart tremble inexplicably. Following that, Jiang Tingxu didn't say much else and joined in to help Jiang Yao plant potatoes. Jiang Yao instantly became full of drive, "So righteous, brothers!"

Si You: "You're too polite, sister."

Si You even taught Jiang Yao how to hold a hoe to save effort. The two of them laughed and chatted, and the workload that had originally made Jiang Yao feel immense pressure was unexpectedly completed before she knew it.

They didn't slack off in their work, and the other few pairs, influenced by them, also accelerated their progress.

"Ah!" Xue Boyu suddenly let out a loud shout.

It turned out that Xu Ke was being playfully mischievous and pinched the head of the rubber hose flat to increase the water pressure, spraying it directly onto Xue Boyu.

Xu Ke: "Haha!"

Xue Boyu threw down his hoe, picked up the water hose they had hauled up, and without another word, went at it with Xu Ke.

"Let me state this first," Si You said in a serious tone. "Playing around is fine, but don't step on the potatoes that were just planted."

Hearing this, Xu Ke directly aimed his muzzle at Si You. Caught off guard and feeling a chill on his body, Si You retreated backward and bumped into a sturdy chest.

Jiang Tingxu pushed the person behind him and then strode toward Xu Ke.

"Brother Jiang!" Xu Ke didn't dare to spray him, so he could only shout, "I was just joking!"

Jiang Tingxu just took the rubber hose away from Xu Ke's hands, and Si You followed right behind. Pinning Xu Ke's shoulders down while executing a gentle leg sweep, he sent Xu Ke crashing straight to the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Fei Chang pointed over here. "What are you doing?"

Jiang Tingxu felt that Xu Ke and Fei Chang were essentially one entity now, and spraying whoever was the same, so the water arrow soared directly onto Fei Chang's face.

"Boyu!" Si You shouted.

"Coming!" Xue Boyu avenged his earlier grievance, giving Xu Ke a thoroughly refreshing soaking that chilled him to the bone.

The scene became extremely chaotic for a moment.

[May I ask timidly, do the ages of these people add up to three years old?]

[Ah ah ah! Jiang, the Movie Emperor, smiled!]

[My hubby is so handsome!]

[Is it only me who thinks Jiang Tingxu's action of protecting people behind him without a second word when Xu Ke sprayed Si You earlier was really man?]

[Shipped, the Jiang-Si whisper.]

After a bout of playful chaos, the heavy sense of task pressure suddenly faded away. Including Jiang Tingxu, everyone's white shirts and white T-shirts were completely ruined, and their faces were smeared with mud.

The old grandpa still sat on the earthen dam smoking his cigarette, his gaze like the light of golden autumn, bright and benevolent, as he chuckled along.

Before the sun set, everyone's tasks were completely accomplished, except that the points exchanged varied according to their rankings, but maintaining daily expenses was not a problem.

Everyone wore smiles on their faces as they rode the tricycles back the way they came.

On the way, Si You was still draped in Jiang Tingxu's jacket, but inevitably taking the wind, coupled with his wet body, he began to cough again.

Jiang Tingxu maintained a speed that was neither fast nor slow, and halfway through, he even drove toward the other side where the sun could shine on them.

Si You narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling it was rather comfortable.

Xue Boyu: "..." Sob!

The barrage comments poured in endlessly—

[Let me just ask, is this what I want to ship? When the Jiang-Si fans recommended the Movie Emperor to me, they didn't say the Movie Emperor was this gentle.]

[Sister, as a Jiang-Si fan, I didn't expect to see a scene like this either. To be fair, although the Movie Emperor used to take care of juniors, he also...]

[I'm bold enough to say it, but there were never pink bubbles filling the screen!]

[Stop daydreaming, does a person like Si You deserve anyone?]

Si You's anti-fans seized the opportunity to suppress him, but it didn't stir up any waves. Everyone expressed that if you want to scold Si You, then go ahead and scold him; anyway, it didn't affect their shipping of the CP.

As soon as they returned to the resting apartment, Si You immediately went back to his room to shower. Worried that the cameraman would catch him, he prioritized choosing his own room, but after letting it run for a long time, no hot water came out. Si You came out to look for the staff, "The water pipe broke again?"

The staff members nodded with grief: "To be precise, it wasn't completely fixed."

Si You: "..."

Fei Chang was right in the living room and said upon hearing this, "If not, you can go to my room."

"No need." Jiang Tingxu came out holding ginger soup and handed it to Si You, "Just go to my room."

The body wash was all there anyway.

Si You blew on the soup and finished drinking it, then silently took the room card from Jiang Tingxu and went upstairs.

Fei Chang smiled without any malice, "The Movie Emperor takes great care of Si You."

"Mhm," Jiang Tingxu said indifferently. "He's only a year older than Boyu."

A year older, still young, plus being sensible and obedient this season, taking a bit more care of him was not a problem.

Si You had a comfortable shower, and the ginger soup warmed his stomach. By the time he came out, Jiang Tingxu had already prepared the clothes he wanted to change into, and placed right at the very top was a pair of light gray underpants.

It looks bigger than mine...

The next second—

What am I thinking?! Si You almost slapped himself across the face.

Jiang Tingxu couldn't read Si You's thoughts; he just found his colorful and vivid expressions quite interesting. "My turn to wash?"

The mud spots on Jiang Tingxu's face had already dried, but it didn't affect his handsome appearance in the slightest. Si You hurriedly stepped aside, "Alright, I'll go downstairs to cook. What do you want to eat?"

"Century eggs mixed with chili peppers, I suppose. I tasted what you made before, and it was quite delicious."

"No problem!"

Bathing under the hot water with his head slightly tilted back, the light dimly filtering through the window made him look less like a mortal. Following that, Jiang Tingxu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he chuckled. For no other reason, he just thought the sight of Si You's ears turning completely red as he left earlier was quite obedient.

In this circle, Jiang Tingxu had already become that untouchable kind of person. There was no shortage of people who held filters toward him, pursued him, or liked him, but Si You was somewhat a little different.

Xue Boyu had been exhausted to death today. After showering and coming downstairs, he was like a deflated ball, slumped in a chair and too lazy to move a muscle.

Si You didn't call out to him either, his hands moving with agility. Three dishes and one soup, including the century eggs mixed with chili peppers that Jiang Tingxu liked—it was just right for them to eat.

Every time the director's team assigned a task, they tormented everyone to death. After eating, there weren't any entertainment activities either, and they just wanted to lie in bed to reward their aching legs.

Jiang Tingxu watched Si You take his medicine, but after washing the bowls and chopsticks and coming back out, this person was missing again.

"Have you seen Si You?" Jiang Tingxu asked a staff member.

One of the staff members pointed outside the door and said he knew where Si You had gone.

When Jiang Tingxu walked along the winding mud path and appeared in the backyard of a farming household, he saw Si You chatting with the old grandpa from earlier in the day. The two of them stood under the sturdy peach tree. Si You accepted a peach forcefully shoved into his hand by the old grandpa, wiped it casually on his clothes, and started biting into it. The faint glimmer in the young man's eyes rippled into Jiang Tingxu's heart in such a solid and brilliant manner.