My American magical life
Chapter 621 - 621 105 Choices_3

621: Chapter 105: Choices_3 621: Chapter 105: Choices_3 “Why is this road so broken, did the production team specifically pick a particularly remote place?”

The program continued, and suddenly, Zhao Ying screamed, startling the entire team.

“Ah!

There!

There!

There!

There!”

What is “there”?

A question rose in everyone’s heart, and Yang Yuan was the most agile in responding—he was the backbone of the day.

“There’s nothing here, right?”

After inspecting the place Zhao Ying pointed at, Yang Yuan was somewhat puzzled.

In this season, snakes, insects, and animals are all languid, many of them still hibernating, where could there be so many small animals.

“Ah, it ran away, it was gray, large, I don’t know what it’s called!”

Zhao Ying’s words made it hard for Yang Yuan to keep a straight face, and Jiang Hongyan comforted the younger sister with a few words, leading her at the front, showing the demeanor of a veteran national server player.

The audience watched with great interest, and many shared their pointed comments.

“The props team isn’t cutting it, they should all be pretty energetic now, time to bring in a bear, from ‘Farming, huh’ to ‘Boonie Bears’, that’s the kind of effect we need for the show.”

“It’s not that the props team isn’t cutting it, it’s that Zhao Jiaren’s high notes are too killer, she scared away the props team’s small animal, hahaha.”

“Don’t you all think Elder Li and Jiang Hongyan make a good ship?

They just walked together, now Elder Li is behind Jiang Hongyan, like a sixty-year-old pure love boy.”

“Sis, don’t ship everything, that’s not okay.”

Saint Rodu’s audience also made pointed remarks, to which Zhao Hongjin asked,

“So, is there a props team or not?”

“There’s a props team for distributing tools and tasks, but no team for arranging accidents.

From the audience’s perspective, village life itself is already fascinating; they don’t need too much of an extra script, which would seem too contrived.”

“But ‘Farming, huh’ also has a lot of rural viewers, right?

You can’t ignore their needs just because they’re not very vocal.”

“Talking off the top of your head, the data shows that rural viewers only make up seventeen percent of variety show viewers, and a significant portion of them are in county towns.

For rural elders and middle-aged farmers, their main entertainment isn’t variety shows, but television dramas.”

“Are you scolding me!”

“No, I…..”

“You’re clearly scolding me!”

“Ah!

I love you!”

“Hahaha, just kidding, big bro, but sometimes I want to be capricious too.

Can you be a bit more accommodating?”

“Of course!”

“Actually, I’m the one who’s wrong, hehe.”

“You know that too?”

“Mua~ Don’t be mad, okay?”

“No, I just think you’re very cute.”

“Right?

So love me a little more.”

—————–

While the lovey-dovey couple was sweet-talking, Yang Yuan and the rest of the weary group finally met the first real villager.

Heaven knows, they’d walked a full half-hour—of course, not that long in the show.

“Bro, how far are we from Qingshui Village?”

The one who asked wasn’t Yang Yuan; he had to give exposure to the Shanhaiguan internet celebrities.

The farmer bro was leaning against a tree with a hoe, a sickle hooked on his waist, and a wide-brimmed hat on, contentedly smoking, startled by the approaching crowd.

He’d heard people coming from afar, but he didn’t expect so many, including a bunch of photographers with their long and short lenses.

Who are these leaders here for inspection?

“Leader, another seven or eight minutes and you’ll be there, but why didn’t you take the new road instead of this old one?

The new road is a cement road, very flat.

The old road hasn’t been used much in the last two years, and by taking the old road, you’re even detouring three extra li.”

Huh?

The moment the farmer bro spoke, everyone was stunned.

We just detoured an extra three li like that?

Don’t working people have human rights?

To be fooled like this?

Looking at the dispirited faces in the show, the barrage suddenly exploded.

“They’ve been fooled by the production team, how can they stand for this?

If they can stand for this, they can eat shit!

Take them down!”

“Haha, a group of internet celebrities got schooled by a mountain road, then finding out they walked an extra three li, hahaha.”

“The smile will not disappear, it will just transfer to my face, bros, did you notice?

Zhao Jiaren’s clothes are soaked through with sweat (‘▿’).”

“Farming, huh” doesn’t have much of a script, but there’s still some, after all.

Zhao Ying clearly knew what the script was; originally they would see the new road at the end of their journey and then she would casually ask the villager they met about the new road, and could showcase the results of tuopingongjian.

But now, it seemed the script had to be changed on the fly.

Zhao Ying gritted her teeth and stood in front of the farmer bro, who only glanced at her before sitting back down.

Zhao Ying, not quick to realize something was off, asked with a smile,

“The new road is three li closer than the old road and was built in recent years, it’s not also because of tuo…”

“Yes, yes, tuo…,…yes, our days have indeed gotten better.”

When the truth comes out, the audience isn’t dumb, they know this is the show trying to do propaganda, but they still love to watch it.

Any patriotic Chinese person would be happy to see the country getting a little better, especially when seeing the genuine smile of the farmer bro, showing his front tooth.

But well, there’s no shortage of troublemakers anywhere.

“Elder bro, stand up when you speak (๑╹ヮ╹๑)ﾉ, don’t be shy.”

“Zhao Jiaren is too awesome, she almost avoided the pitfall, what a pity, such a pity!”

“What’s there to pity about someone dancing nicely?

Men are too scary!”

“When I was young and saw a beautiful woman as a hostess, I would say it’s a pity, these years when I see a beautiful woman not as a hostess, I also say it’s a pity.”

“Disgusting Guo Nan, can you stay away?”

At Saint Rodu, on the couch at little Zhao’s house, CEO Cheng nervously glanced at little Zhao and saw her focused on analyzing the barrage, he breathed a sigh of relief.