Chapter 83 How to Use My Sister to Control Them

"Don't worry, even if you're injured, it won't affect your performance." Shen Jingmo's face showed no emotion, but his tone was indescribably cold.

In order to be fair, the program team asked everyone to play rock-paper-scissors to compete.

Song Zhiwei had a bad hand and was eliminated in the first game.

Next was the Duoduo group, and Cheng Yuhan's group won first place.

Cheng Yuhan said complacently, "I didn't expect my luck to be so good. This should bring me good luck."

Cheng Yuhan's group was the first to go up. After three people jumped ten times, the battle ended. This continued until it was finally Song Zhiwei's group's turn.

Song Zhiyuan asked with a smile, "Is Mr. Shen's old injury really okay? Otherwise, Mr. Shen will be the last one to go."

"I'll be the first one to go." Shen Jingmo's face darkened.

His eyes swept over Cheng Yuhan fiercely. The newcomer was too ignorant and brought up things that were not related to the topic.

Shen Jingmo was the first to go up, jumping forward, followed by Song Zhiwei, and the last one to enter the big rope was Song Zhiyuan. The three of them had a good understanding of each other, and they jumped thirty times in a row and were still continuing. They had already jumped twenty more than the second place Cheng Yuhan group.

The weather was hot, and after a few jumps, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Song Zhiyuan's face. Shen Jingmo just deliberately tripped the rope and ended the game.

"Those old injuries didn't affect Emperor Shen's performance at all." Chen Zhe followed up with a joking remark.

"Congratulations to Professor Song's team for another victory. I wonder what mode of transportation you will choose."

"Is there any need to ask? Of course it's an electric tricycle." If they don't choose the electric one, their game will be in vain.

Cheng Yuhan, who came in second, chose a cart. Bicycles are relatively more convenient than carts, but they cannot carry as much as carts when transporting things.

Given the director's skill, he would never let them get the start-up capital easily, and the tools on the scene were already obvious.

The third-place team, Lin Yu'an, chose bicycles. Although they can't carry much stuff, they are much more convenient than carrying a shoulder pole.

The shoulder pole is automatically placed in the fourth group.

"Now that everyone has selected their tools, we've opened three of our nine-square grid maps today: the ginseng orchard, the mango orchard, and the banana orchard. Please head to your destinations to pick fruits according to your needs. The group that picks enough fruits first will have their flag placed on the map."

Cheng Yuhan's team had already set off when Ma Tao announced the opening of the orchard.

Shen Jingmo looked at the orchard topographic map that had been opened in their hands and asked, "Professor Song, where should we go first?"

Today is the first day, so don’t think too much and just capture one square first.

Song Zhiyuan looked at the topographic map and touched his chin. "Let's choose the banana orchard. They should go and capture the relatively simple ginseng orchard and mango orchard."

The banana plantation is the most difficult of the three orchards to harvest from, so no one should try to occupy it. Even if someone wants to, it may not be an easy task.

Chen Jingmo was driving a three-wheeled vehicle in the front, while Song Zhiyuan and Song Zhiwei were sitting in the back truck, enjoying the warm breeze. They were wearing straw hats and sun-protective clothing over their short-sleeved shirts. They looked so plain that even close fans would have difficulty recognizing them if they happened to meet them.

After driving for a while, we finally arrived at the banana plantation. Inside the iron fence, there were densely packed banana trees. The bananas were still green, and workers were already picking them.

Outside the iron fence, a staff member of the program team was guarding, "Welcome three teachers to our banana garden. You need to play a small game. Only after you pass it can you start picking bananas in our garden."

"What game?" Song Zhiwei asked lazily.

"A tacit water catching game."

After saying that, the staff took out a one-meter-long kettle, a paper cup and a graduated cup.

"Our game tests our tacit understanding. One person pours water from a distance of one and a half meters, while the other holds a paper cup on their head to catch the water. Once the graduated cup is filled, they unlock the banana garden."

As soon as the staff member finished speaking, Song Zhiwei had already picked up the long kettle and said, "Can you please go over there and get some water, Mr. Movie King? You don't want my sister to do this kind of thing, do you?"

Shen Jingmo silently picked up the paper cup and walked to stand outside the horizontal line.

Song Zhiwei raised the kettle, but couldn't reach Shen Jingmo at all. "Please, Mr. Shen, squat down a little. I can't reach you."

Shen Jingmo could only half-squat obediently. Song Zhiwei tilted the kettle, and the water that spilled out from the slender spout all fell on Shen Jingmo's hair, wetting his clothes along his hair.

"Song Zhiwei, did you do this on purpose?" Chen Jingmo shook the water off his hair with a dark face.

[The top star is definitely doing this on purpose, using the game as an excuse to bully the best actor.]

From the moment Dingliu picked up the kettle first, I knew he was definitely doing it on purpose.

"How could I have done it on purpose? This thing is very heavy, and your cup is so small, how could you possibly pour it in at once? If you don't believe me, come and try it. You will never pour the water into it at once." Song Zhiwei's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he pursed his lips with a proud look.

Chen Jingmo and Song Zhiwei switched positions. Song Zhiwei squatted down obediently. Chen Jingmo held the kettle, which was crooked. Most of the water spilled on Song Zhiwei's neck. The water flowed down his neck into his chest, feeling chilly.

"Chen Jingmo, can you please have some shame? You poured all the water into my stomach." Song Zhiwei angrily threw the paper cup on the table.

"At most, I'll just knock your head down with my hand." Song Zhiwei couldn't tell the guilt in his tone when he said the last part.

Song Zhiwei grabbed his clothes and took the towel handed to him by his sister and wiped himself.

[I am dying of laughter. The source of today's happiness is given by these two.]

[I watched this secretly during self-study and almost got hurt from trying to hold back my laughter.]

[I was laughing so hard that I almost screamed like a pig being butchered, and my colleagues thought something was wrong with me.]

[These two people are not really at odds, are they? They usually target each other, and now they are deliberately taking revenge.]

I think Sister Song should go get the water. I can guarantee that these two people won't shake at all. Not only will they not shake, not a single drop of water will leak out.

[It seems that the person above knows how to use my sister to control them.]

[Or you can ask Sister Song to pour the water. If Sister Song pours it on them, they won't complain at all.]

Song Zhiyuan also realized that if these two continued like this, the game might not end. Song Zhiyuan silently picked up the water cup and walked outside the yellow line, "Otherwise, I'll get the water."

[I don't want Sister Song to take the water. I still want to continue watching the love-hate relationship between the movie king and the top star.]

Shen Jingmo quickly took the cup from Song Zhiyuan and said, "Let me do it."

If you don't hold the kettle steadily, your hands will shake and the water might actually pour on Song Zhiyuan.

[Otherwise, let Sister Song come. Maybe there will be some benefits.]

[You stinky men are so disgusting. Luckily, the actor reacted quickly. If he had gotten Sister Song wet, she would have gotten soaked. Either of them would have blamed themselves to death. Let's just keep on loving and hating each other.]