Jiang Zhao straightened up almost immediately, and gave Xiao Si a ghostly look.
It was indeed a ghost, why did he just fall into Xiao Siye's arms
He turned around and walked towards the top of the terraced fields, leaving Xiao Si with an unceremonious back. Xiao Si also shrugged and followed him forward.
Not far behind them, Jiang Han, who had witnessed all this, elbowed Wang Zuosi aside: "I said, Brother Xiao's reaction... so fast."
Wang Zuosi nodded in agreement no longer.
Yes, the moment Jiang Zhao slipped and fell, he could rush over two or three meters away and catch it instantly... If Jiang Zhao was a girl, it would be like a part of an idol drama.
After arriving at the top row of terraced fields, each guest was assigned a small bamboo basket from the tea farmer, and the picked tea can be thrown directly into the basket.
The elder brother of the farmer personally showed them how to pick tea. Jiang Zhaocai knew that picking tea leaves is also a technical job. You have to pinch the tea leaves with your fingers, lift and pull them, so that the connection between the tea leaves and the branches will be broken off when they are bent, instead of using your nails. Pinching, otherwise it will hurt your hands and affect the quality of tea.
He tried to pick a few small clusters, but it was not difficult, and soon won the appreciation of the elder brother of the farmer.
Jiang Zhao calmly threw the tea into the basket behind his back, looking calm, but felt a little complacent in his heart, and turned his head to look at Xiao Siye by the way.
Xiao Si also happened to look at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and skillfully picked two clusters of tea leaves.
The elder brother of the farmer exclaimed beside him: "Has this little brother picked before? He is very skilled!"
Xiao Si also smiled: "I have been to the tea garden here before and learned a little bit."
When the elder brother of the farmer went to guide others, Xiao Si also walked to Jiang Zhao's side.
Jiang Zhao could almost guess what he was going to say in the next second, and took the initiative to answer: "Compare, let's see who picks more."
Xiao Si also looked sideways at him: "It's not the first time for me, let me give you a little?"
Jiang Zhao stared at him.
Xiao Si also looked at him for two seconds, and laughed: "Understood, let you just look down on you, then let's be fair."
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Zhao started picking tea trees from the row of tea trees on the right, taking the lead. Xiao Si also took the initiative to walk to the left, and lined up symmetrically with him.
The others also began to pick tea leaves one after another, but the speed was visibly inferior to those two ruthless tea picking machines who had fallen into competition mode.
Just picking and picking, Jiang Zhao was a little powerless.
His left hand was still wrapped in gauze, and occasionally he would scratch the wound if he moved a little more. At first, he could ignore the pain in his fingertips and continue to move, until he was pulled by a cluster of extremely stubborn tea leaves, and bright red blood stains immediately appeared on the gauze.
Jiang Zhao couldn't help frowning. It doesn't matter if it hurts, but if the wound breaks free, it will definitely affect his speed of picking tea.
He couldn't help but start to reflect on why he got into a fight with Xiao Si again. Isn't this a lifestyle variety show that focuses on salted fish health preservation and relaxation? But he was a little more nervous than usual when filming.
It's true that if the dog doesn't leave home for a day, he won't have a day of peace.
Fortunately, Xiao Si is just a flying guest, as long as he waits until the next filming, he can enjoy the charm of rural life calmly.
"Brother Jiang."
A crisp call sounded from behind, Jiang Zhao's scalp went numb, and the relief on his face faded a bit.
He looked back, and saw Xu Qingqing coming up from the next row of terraced fields at some point. Neither she nor Jiang Zhao had a follow-up camera by her side at this time. It seemed that Xu Qingqing had greeted her in advance.
Jiang Zhao showed no expression: "Miss Xu, is there anything wrong?"
After that night of entanglement, Jiang Zhao's sense of Xu Qingqing has been divided from "not very good impression" to "extremely bad impression", and he doesn't even want to pay a glance.
Xu Qingqing bit her lips: "Brother Jiang, I'm here to apologize to you."
Jiang Zhao looked at her in surprise.
"I was impulsive about the previous thing, I'm sorry," Xu Qingqing lowered her head, her face was very pale, and she looked weak, "Brother Jiang, you also know that I am a girl with no background. It’s really not easy to get here today.”
"I'm too afraid to go back to the time when I first debuted. At that time, no one paid attention, there was no traffic, the manager shouted at you, and even the assistant could slap you... I had a salary of 3,000 to 4,000 a month. I can’t even support a cat other than myself, let alone support my parents. I’m not afraid of you laughing when I say it. My parents are both laid-off workers. They paid for my college by setting up street stalls and selling scraps. Promising."
As Xu Qingqing spoke, her eyes turned red: "Brother Jiang, I didn't mean to make you pity me by saying this, but I want to tell you that you are to me... different from other people. I, I grew up in high school. When I was there, I fell in love with you."
Jiang Zhao looked at her quietly without saying a word.
Xu Qingqing raised her head and looked at Jiang Zhao with a heartbreaking look in her eyes: "Brother Jiang, I just want to ask you a question. If, I mean if, I still look innocent when I first debuted …”
"You...will you feel differently about me?"
As she spoke, she took a step forward, as if she wanted to get closer to Jiang Zhao.
She was like a little white flower that was tottering in the wind, and at this moment she opened her heart to reveal her true feelings, and anyone who saw her would probably feel unbearable.
However, Jiang Zhao raised his uninjured hand and pressed his forehead.
"If you can have this kind of acting skills when you're filming," Jiang Zhao sighed, "you won't be throwing away so many good resources, and you'll still be a tepid third-tier actor."
Xu Qingqing froze immediately.
"Brother Jiang," she bit her lower lip, as if she was about to cry, "Don't you believe me?"
Before Jiang Zhao could speak, Xu Qingqing suddenly jumped in front of him and grabbed his injured hand: "Brother Jiang, I..."
Jiang Zhao felt a pain in his fingertips, and subconsciously waved his arms.
He only used two or three points of strength to break free from Xu Qingqing's arms, but Xu Qingqing suddenly fell back:
"what!!"
This voice stunned Jiang Zhao. He watched Xu Qingqing fall directly from the terraced fields to the next floor, and accidentally knocked her head on the bamboo basket she had just put aside. In an instant, there was a bright red bloodstain.
Jiang Zhao stretched out his hand to help her up, but Xu Qingqing, who was lying on the ground, looked at him in horror, screaming and hiding back: "No...don't!"
Jiang Zhao: "?"
He immediately realized what was happening, and withdrew his hand expressionlessly.
While Xu Qingqing was screaming, other people from the program team immediately rushed over after hearing the news, and what they saw was Xu Qingqing who had fallen to the ground with blood on his face, and Jiang who was standing beside him with a cold face. Zhao.
"Brother Jiang," Xu Qingqing burst into tears immediately, "Even if Brother Jiang doesn't like me, why did you treat me like this..."
The staff quickly helped her up, and while she was sobbing, she looked at Jiang Zhao tremblingly with eyes like little white flowers.
Jiang Han and Wang Zuosi, who had just arrived next to the scene, were both at a loss. The two did not speak, and communicated with each other about the situation with their eyes. And He Qinuo, who came after him, rubbed his hands uneasily: "Sister Qingqing, you... did you fall down? What does it have to do with senior?"
"Yes, it's Brother Jiang..." Before Xu Qingqing finished speaking, she suddenly glanced at Jiang Zhao, then shrank behind the staff in horror, wiping her tears, "No! Yes, it's me fell!"
He Qinuo was dumbfounded.
Jiang Zhao, who was in the center of the storm, didn't say a word, just stood there and watched silently.
Play, keep playing.
He has come to this position today, but he has never been touched so clumsily. He wants to see how much Xu Qingqing has left to play.
Isn't this much better than those watery and boring mentally handicapped idol dramas she acted in before
Jiang Zhao sneered in his heart.
While the program staff paused the filming to appease Xu Qingqing, he also began to observe other people's reactions along the way.
Jiang Han and Wang Zuosi didn't speak, probably they were still observing the situation, He Qinuo was a little biased towards him, but after hearing Xu Qingqing's words, they were stunned and didn't dare to say more. And Xiao Si also...
Xiao Si was also the one who was the farthest away from him, and he was also the latest when he rushed over, just in time to see Xu Qingqing's frightened cry.
He turned his head to see his opponent's reaction at this time. Is it gloating? Or watch the fire from the other side
Who knows that Xiao Si didn't choose either, but looked at him and said, "What did you do?"
Jiang Zhao's chest suddenly burst into an unknown fire.
Is Xiao Si also blind? !
Even Xu Qingqing's poor acting skills can't be seen, so dare to question him in public? !
Before he had time to start cursing, he saw Xiao Si also walking towards him suddenly, and pulled his left hand that had been hanging by his side to his face, frowning slightly:
"When I changed the dressing this morning, didn't they all have scars?"
Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment.
He watched Xiao Si also move carefully, peeling off his blood-soaked gauze layer by layer, while he stood there without saying a word, as if he had been interrupted from casting a spell.
The inexplicable anger that surged up in his chest suddenly dissipated in this short sentence.
It's even a little... don't know what to say.
"Please help me get some alcohol and cotton, thank you."
Xiao Si also turned his head and raised his hand to the staff next to him. The staff quickly responded and went to the side to get the medical kit prepared in advance.
Jiang Zhao stared at his well-curved jaw, and suddenly remembered a detail.
Xiao Si also seemed... From the moment he rushed over, he never glanced at Xu Qingqing.
it's wired.
He looked at Xiao Siye in front of him, and felt that the scene at this moment was really strange.
At a moment when everyone was vacillating between him and Xu Qingqing, the only one who walked firmly to his side...
It turned out to be his bastard counterpart.
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