What Should I Do? Fans Urge Us to Marry Every Day

Yu Yunzhi has been lukewarm in the entertainment industry. Despite starring in multiple hit dramas, he always fell just short of winning an award. After eight years in the industry, he had no negat...

Chapter 101 A Day of Rest

The photo before that shows Yu Yunzhi secretly eating strawberries, which was captured by Shao Wenyan.

"Brother Wenyan, why are you still filming this!"

Looking at this photo now, Yu Yunzhi inexplicably has a thieving feel to him, like someone who has done something wrong.

Like a child sneaking a snack behind their parents' back.

Yu Yunzhi was somewhat embarrassed and angry. "Hmph! I'm angry, and I won't tell you. You have to guess! Hmph!"

“It’s so cute.” Shao Wenyan naturally walked over to Yu Yunzhi’s side, squatted down next to Yu Yunzhi, and reached out to zoom in on the picture.

In the photo, Yu Yunzhi's cheeks are chubby, just like a little hamster looking for food.

Although, well, Yu Yunzhi admits that the photos made her look quite cute.

Fine, I'll forgive him this time.

I won't forgive him if he takes another embarrassing photo of her next time!

But why are there so many photos of her? How many did he take? So, she was frantically picking strawberries in front, and he was frantically taking pictures behind her?

But what can she do? They're all so beautiful, she wants them all.

Yu Yunzhi was unusually narcissistic; he thought he looked really good in his photos!

Each one of them is good enough to be a magazine cover.

He really took so many pictures! There were even pictures taken while they were eating at a private restaurant; she had no idea when he took these photos.

The two heads were huddled together, both having forgotten why they came to the strawberry farm in the first place.

Every time Yu Yunzhi flipped through a picture, Shao Wenyan could point out his favorite aspect and the reason he took that picture.

"Huh? What's this?"

Yu Yunzhi looked at the advertisement photo of her on her phone. It must have been taken on the roadside, and it looked like it was posted on a bus stop sign.

Shao Wenyan snatched the phone from Yu Yunzhi's hand and answered irrelevantly, "The ones taken today are gone."

Yu Yunzhi: Question mark face JPG.

She was certain that she hadn't misread it; it was her advertisement photo!

Where did he take these pictures? Is his phone full of photos of her? Why would he even take pictures of advertisements on the street?

"Brother Wenyan, do you like the brand I endorse? My family has some samples that were given to me when I was endorsing it; I can give them to you," Yu Yunzhi said deliberately.

Shao Wenyan: ...

It was rare for Shao Wenyan to be speechless, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

Yu Yunzhi chuckled inwardly. So this was the fun of teasing someone. No wonder he always liked to tease her. Now it was finally her turn to tease him.

"What were you trying to show me just now, this strawberry?"

Shao Wenyan pointed to the strawberries that Yu Yunzhi had only shown him and others, and changed the subject.

It was a mutated strawberry, fan-shaped and enormous.

Oh right! Yu Yunzhi suddenly remembered what his name was Shao Wenyan and why he didn't dwell on the photo anymore.

She held the strawberry in her hand and compared its size; it was bigger than her palm.

Yu Yunzhi had picked only large, uniformly sized strawberries before, but seeing this strawberry, she really wanted it. She thought that taking a bite of this would be incredibly satisfying!

"Pick it if you want it," Shao Wenyan said as he watched Yu Yunzhi hold the strawberries in his palm, comparing them back and forth, hesitating whether to pick them or not.

In the end, Yu Yunzhi picked it anyway, holding the big strawberry in his hand, looking extremely excited.

It was huge; she had never seen a strawberry this big before.

Yu Yunzhi placed the strawberry in her palm and handed it to Shao Wenyan, gesturing for him to quickly take a picture of the strawberry in her hand.

She has her own phone, but after seeing Shao Wenyan's photography skills, she no longer wants to take photos herself.

Although she was going to eat it in the end, she still wanted to keep it as a souvenir, since she had picked such a big strawberry herself.

Shao Wenyan was somewhat surprised, not expecting her to ask him to take a picture.

He picked up his phone, first taking a close-up of the strawberry, then taking several pictures of Yu Yunzhi holding the strawberry.

Some people were holding up strawberries, while others were pretending to eat them...

In the end, what was originally just a simple strawberry photo turned into a close-up shot of Yu Yunzhi.

The two of them walked and stopped, taking pictures as they went. They picked strawberries and filled several baskets. Yu Yunzhi suddenly thought that since they were already there, they might as well pick more and share them with the crew tomorrow.

In the middle of the process, Shao Wenyan went to the boss and got several more baskets, which were eventually filled to the brim.

When Yu Yunzhi came out of the greenhouse, her mouth was stained red with strawberry juice. Shao Wenyan had brought a bottle of water from somewhere, so Yu Yunzhi started picking strawberries while washing them.

Shao Wenyan also ate a few. He hadn't originally intended to eat them; he had washed them and given them to Yu Yunzhi. However, Yu Yunzhi took them and held them to his mouth for him to eat.

He looked at the delicate, fair hand holding the strawberry to his mouth, and ate it anyway.

Shao Wenyan previously thought that strawberries were no different from other fruits to him; he ate whatever he wanted, and he had never felt that strawberries were as sweet as they were today.

Because she was the one who fed him.

Seeing that they had picked a lot, the boss even gave them some styrofoam boxes to pack them up. In the end, Shao Wenyan's car trunk was full of strawberries.

Yu Yunzhi and Shao Wenyan spent an afternoon at the strawberry farm.

Whether they were tired from picking strawberries or not, the strawberry farm owner was all smiles. He didn't need to hire workers to pick strawberries, and he earned more than he would have if he had sold them elsewhere.

Yu Yunzhi didn't know what was going on, but she just kept picking more and more, and she was shocked when she saw how much she had picked.

Worried that there wouldn't be enough to go to the film set, Shao Wenyan also bought some that the boss had picked and packaged beforehand.

Finally, the previously indifferent boss, as if sending off a god of wealth, saw Yu Yunzhi and Shao Wenyan out of the strawberry farm.

The two of them bought today what they had profited from yesterday.

Yu Yunzhi didn't let the shopkeeper pack the small blue bag she picked at the beginning; she held it in her arms and sat in the passenger seat.

The car was filled with the fruity scent of strawberries, which smelled better than any car air freshener.

However, Yu Yunzhi has already had enough strawberries at the strawberry farm, and the aroma of strawberries filling the truck makes him less eager to eat them.

She picked up her phone and started selecting photos that Shao Wenyan had sent her, planning to upload them to Weibo later so that people wouldn't keep saying she wasn't active online.

She's quite capable of running a business, you know!!

After much deliberation, Yu Yunzhi selected three photos taken during lunch: two of the dishes and one of Shao Wenyan taking a picture of her eating.

She then selected three more photos of strawberry picking: one of her diligently searching for strawberries, one of her being photographed secretly eating one, and one of her pointing at a strawberry and showing it to Shao Wenyan.

Finally, there's a picture of a mutated strawberry, a picture of today's harvest, and a selfie after I finished my makeup this morning.

While waiting at a traffic light, Yu Yunzhi showed his phone to Shao Wenyan and asked him if this was acceptable.

The answer received was affirmative.

Yu Yunzhi confidently uploaded nine photos to Weibo.

Caption: A day of rest