Chapter 30 Weird Kid 30
After Yan Xia was pulled ashore by his brother holding two signs, the fat boy next to him was also picked up by Feng Jianxian like a piglet.
Not caring whether his posture was elegant or not, the little fat boy, who didn't look like a burden at all, got up and ran towards Yan Xia.
Holding his No. 2 sign, he was as excited as a stupid son of a landlord weighing dozens of kilograms.
Compared to the presidential suite No. 1, Room No. 2 is not only quite large, but also has a cool pirate theme.
No wonder the kids are excited.
He was so excited that he almost hugged Yan Xia and kissed her on the spot.
Yan Xia turned around and hid behind his brother, indicating that he did not provide this service.
While the two adults and two children were having fun on the shore, the remaining groups were already fighting in the water.
The rules of the game clearly stated that it was first come, first served, and whoever unlocks the card owns it.
Now it has evolved into a situation where whatever I grab is mine, and his gangster nature is very much inherited from Director Shang.
The remaining four children, whether on the boat or in the water, were having a great time cheering or playing in the water.
The battle lasted for about twenty minutes and finally ended in exhaustion.
It was clearly a picturesque place, but the group of people had a rather embarrassing start in the wet.
As the instigator, Yan Xia played with the sign in his hand silently. As long as his presence was low enough, it was not caused by him.
There were more and more spectators on the shore, including many fans who had come after hearing the news. To prevent any accidents from happening due to the large crowds, Director Shang led the wet crowd back to the ancient building where they started.
There are no other game tasks afterwards. The main thing is to visit the room, wash up and take a rest.
At dinner time everyone gathered together again.
Director Shang’s usual style is that he doesn’t make people feel too much trouble on the first night.
After dinner, we took a boat tour to see the night scenery of the town. The banks of the river were lit up with various lights, which was very beautiful.
After getting off the boat, everyone released river lanterns and then slowly returned to their rooms.
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The next morning, there was no rain in the town.
After breakfast, Director Shang arranged tasks and said that the morning was study time.
You need to work in pairs and draw lots to learn about the local culture. Once you have learned the local culture, the master will take care of their lunch.
Yan Xia followed his friends and took a folded piece of paper from the lottery box.
The final result was that he and Yuan Xiao went to learn the local oil-paper umbrella making process.
Feng Lele and Dong Laixi are going to learn local opera, while the other two children are going to learn dyeing and weaving skills.
The specific address was written on the note.
The guests set off in a refreshed manner. The place where opera was learned was not far from the oil-paper umbrella.
After saying goodbye to the other two groups, the four groups strolled leisurely in the alleys while chatting.
After a while, they arrived at their respective masters' homes.
As soon as Yan Xia entered the door, he saw a middle-aged couple in their forties, and a variety of oil-paper umbrellas in the yard, the dazzling sight was dazzling.
As the oldest person in their team, Yuan Yankai took on the main communication tasks.
In just a few words of casual conversation, he gave everyone and the audience a brief introduction to the changes and inheritance of culture.
Craftsmanship that has lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years cannot be learned in just one morning, and the guide's purpose in arranging this filming task was simply for publicity.
After the introduction, the uncle brought out a few unfinished, half-finished oil-paper umbrellas.
Their task in the morning was only to make the umbrella cover.
After the uncle handed the semi-finished product to everyone, he gave each person a piece of tissue paper, and they could DIY the contents of the umbrella surface themselves.
After Yan Xia got what belonged to him, he sat cross-legged on the ground in a very unceremonious manner.
After all, it is something that he can take away after finishing, so Yan Xia takes it very seriously. If he makes it ugly, he will only embarrass himself if he shows it out.
So what the audience saw in the camera was a seven-year-old child with his chin supported by his hands, with a serious face and no one knowing what he was thinking.
In comparison, Yuan Xiao next to her was much more impetuous. The little girl liked colorful things and directly used a little bit of various paints.
Yan Xia's umbrella hasn't moved yet, but the people over there are already colorful.
The little face is like a calico cat.
Once again, she proved with her actions that she really has no idol baggage at all.
After Yan Xia thought about it for a long time, he finally reached out to the pen and ink provided by the uncle.
At the same time, he found that his eldest brother was also holding a brush.
This wave, it belongs to the shared brain.
It turns out that ink painting goes best with pavilions and towers.
After Yan Xia took action, the cameraman pointed the lens directly at the umbrella, but Yan Xia was so absorbed in the umbrella that he didn't notice it at all.
In fact, the scenery Yan Xia painted was not something unusual. It was just the landscape near his residence when he and his brother were on their first mission.
Yan Xia was concentrating on painting, and the audience in the camera was also concentrating on watching. In fact, everyone was watching with the mentality of a child doodling at the beginning.
As a result, in just ten minutes, a lifelike ink painting appeared in the camera.
Live broadcast room:
【？ ？ ？】
[Which step did I miss? ? ]
[Are all children at this level now? ]
【Didn’t you see what Yan Ji drew? 】
As this comment passed by, some viewers who had been focusing solely on the child discovered that the child's father had also created a superb bamboo and ink painting in his hand.
[What is this called? A good father will have a good son? ]
[Now I am curious about what the child’s mother looks like. ]
[Don’t you know that the person in front is a single parent? ]
【This story tells us that while we are pushing our children forward, we also need to push ourselves forward.】
[What should I do? My child is watching this, too. The way he looks at me now, I feel like he has learned something.]
[Hahahaha, what else can he learn? When I send him to learn piano, he will naively ask, "Mom, can you play it yourself?"]
[It makes sense. Why force your children to learn something you don’t know? 】
[Once you know how to do it, you can force [doge][doge][doge]]
In the yard, the master and his wife had come around behind Yan Xia without anyone noticing.
The uncle raised a thumbs up: "Beautiful!"
Then he gave Yan Ji two thumbs up. It was obvious that the uncle was very confident about his level. While admiring him, he asked, "You taught your child personally, right?"
Yan Ji was silent for a second before answering, "I was taught by the same elder in my previous life, so it counts as hand-in-hand, right? !"
Yuan Yankai threw down his umbrella and ran over to watch, saying jokingly, "You two are making ours look like the handicrafts of preschoolers."
Unfortunately, his humble words were not recognized by his little friend.
Yuan Xiao raised her colorful little face and said seriously: "This is obviously a work from elementary school, but I think it's pretty good."
After saying this, he admired himself seriously.
The little girl is very confident, but she does have the capital to be confident.
Even though she has paint all over her body and face, the pattern on the umbrella is really pretty.
It is indeed a bit self-deprecating to say that the level of an elementary school student is good. It turns out that children born to parents who are involved in art will have some artistic cells.
The live broadcast room echoed:
[That's right, why doesn't our black little cotton jacket look good after it's been drawn? ]
[Hahaha, does it have to be colored? It's obviously a colorful little cotton-padded jacket. ]
[Of course we should praise the children together. I think they are all very pretty. ]
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The painting time is over.
With the help of the master couple, everyone finally got their own handmade umbrella before lunch time.
Although there were only two groups of guests dining together this time, the uncle master is a very humorous person.
Although there were few people at lunch, there was still a lot of laughter.
After saying goodbye to the master couple and on their way back, when they were about to arrive at the place where the opera group was studying, Yuan Yankai just said that he didn't know how the progress of Feng Lele and Dong Laixi's groups was, and then a babbling sound came from the distance.
What can you say about that sound? It has nothing to do with opera at all. If you don’t know, you might think they are calling for souls.
Among the several voices, only Feng Jianxian, a veteran and talented singer, sounds decent.
If you are not active in watching the fun, there is something wrong with your brain.
Yuan Yankai took a quick step and quickly approached the door of the house.
Then I realized...these two groups of meals had not been eaten yet.
It turns out that what Director Shang said before, that if you learn well, the master will give you lunch, was not a joke.
If you don’t study well, you won’t be given food! !
The opera master probably received some instructions from the program director, and asked the few people to practice for a while before letting them go to eat.
The little fat boy had a bitter face when he looked at the four people at the door.
Among the sounds just now, his was the ugliest and probably the most painful to learn.
It seems that not every singer's child can sing well. A talented singer may also give birth to a tone-deaf son. Genes are really amazing.
After seeing enough of the excitement, when Yan Xia and his friends returned to the ancient building, the dyeing and weaving group had already returned.
It seemed that they were not much earlier than them, because Yi Jingchen and Yin Sisi also had some colorful clothes on them.
Although not as good as Yuan Xiao's, it can be seen that she did not have time to change and was having a lot of fun.
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After a break at noon, the afternoon recording task continued non-stop.
At noon, everyone ate just some local side dishes provided by the chefs.
As for those special main dishes, they all appeared on the dinner menu provided by Director Shang.
Shang Changming's smile this time didn't look like an uncle who wanted to kidnap children, but more like a profiteer who wanted to rip people off and make them lose everything.
The dinner menu clearly marked the prices of three sets.
The best set meal is of course the most expensive, and the pictures alone make one's mouth water. The worst set meal only has rice and pickles, and anyone who sees it will be speechless.
Shang Dao also provided everyone with the source of money for purchasing the packages.
If the morning is about literary and fresh life, then the afternoon is about hard physical labor.
The six families were divided into two groups, each with three families.
We were going to pull rickshaws and row boats respectively. This time we were not asked to draw lots, but the assignments were already made in advance.
Yan Xia saw his own name and his brother's name in the boating group, as well as the group of Xiao Pangdun and Yin Sisi.
It seems that the house-grabbing game yesterday afternoon was an entry-level test. Some idols who can't even park a boat can only pull a rickshaw.
After all, we are taking tourists on a boat ride, and it would not be good if we rowed the tourists into the water.
Ying Yang, who also saw the mystery, looked embarrassed and touched his bangs that were almost covering his eyes, as if if only his movements were natural enough, he would not be the one who collided with the boat yesterday afternoon.
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On the way to the river, Yan Xia used his extremely accurate brain to carefully calculate that no matter whether he pulled a rickshaw or rowed a boat to pick up tourists, the money he earned by night might not be enough to buy the largest luxury package.
Yan Xia glanced at Director Shang in the crowd and deeply suspected that he had not prepared any luxurious package at all.
The veteran director is really a dog.
But he likes to challenge the impossible.
So, when everyone gathered on the shore, Yan Xia set his sights on the bamboo raft in the water. The three small boats they were going to use were not far away.
I don’t know whether it is within the scope of rental by the program team.
Yan Xia looked up and asked PD Tan Yi: "Can that be used too?", pointing with his hand.
Tan Yi was puzzled: "What do you use that for?"
Yan Xia took it for granted: "To attract tourists."
Tan Yi was even more confused: "Who is pulling?"
As soon as I asked, he responded: "You come?"
Yan Xia nodded in the face of the other party's incredulous gaze: "Try it."
Tan Yi felt that he might not have slept well last night and had a slight headache. This kid really knew how to give them problems.
Yan Xia raised her big sincere eyes: "Is it not possible?"
Tan Yi: “…………”
What else can he say?
Tan Yi asked a few questions into the intercom in his ear before answering the child: "Okay, but do you know how to do it?"
In fact, what he wanted to say was...
Are you sure anyone dares to sit there?
Shouldn't children of this age play in the water with a swimming ring? How can they learn how to paddle a bamboo raft on the water?
After getting a positive answer, Yan Xia happily ran towards the small bamboo raft. He had to try it to see if anyone dared to ride it. He was very confident in his skills.
There is a fixed chair on the bamboo raft, which looks like it is often used. However, today the raft was booked for a program recording, so the other boatmen were not there.
In order to prove that he could really do it, Yan Xia jumped onto the bamboo raft, held up a long bamboo pole, and smoothly stopped next to his brother's boat.
Feng Lele sat on his dad's boat and looked at his friend: "How amazing!"
Feng Jianxian was also very emotional and asked Yan Ji: "How did you teach this child?"
Yan Ji looked at his child and said, "He likes everything."
Feng Jianxian nodded seriously: "I understand. Interest is the first teacher."
I’m afraid this kid’s teachers are all over the world. Others have students all over the world, but he has teachers all over the world.
You know what, this is also a kind of ability.
There were also audience members chattering about something nearby, but it was so noisy that it was hard to hear clearly.
After the preparations were completed, tourists who wanted to cruise the river came.
There are men, women, young and old in the group, which feels a bit like a tour group checking in. I just don’t know if they are real tourists or arranged by the program crew. But it doesn’t matter. The most important thing is that they make money to have a big meal.
Yan Xia was not polite at all and had to shout for himself: "Is there anyone who wants to sit in this room? Only one person, a luxurious single room!!"
The tourists on the shore were all laughing, and someone responded in a serious tone, "You're a little scared to sit here, what if I fall off?"
Since we are going to do business. Yan Xia immediately said that this kind of business is guaranteed, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you fall, I will compensate you."
Someone on the shore started teasing the child again: "How do you compensate? Ten times for every drop? Or one child? I'm going to fall, will you come home with me?"
Yan Xia: “………………”
I suspect you are involved in child trafficking.
Seeing that everyone had boarded another boat, Yan Xia, who originally thought that this order was hopeless, suddenly saw a beautiful young lady walking out.
"Can I do it?"
Yan Xia: “!!!”
What kind of angel is this?!
Yan Xia stood on the bamboo raft and saluted like a royal prince: "Of course!"
The young lady cooperated well and returned a princess gift before going up. There is indeed no shortage of lovely people in this world.
Even though they are strangers, they can still be cute and funny with you.
They had just sat down and were not about to set off when the group of people who had been teasing the children shifted their target again.
A boy shouted: "LeLe, can you do it?"
The little fat boy turned around with an expression that said 'what nonsense are you talking about'.
"I can sit, do you want to support me?"
The young man chuckled and said, "I can't hold it."
Feng Lele stopped talking, but the expression on her face was very clear.
It's nothing more than...
You adults are so bad!!
Amidst the laughter, the first river cruise set off.
Yan Xia did not compete with the other three small boats for the road, but walked at the back holding the beautiful young lady.
I rode steadily all the way and received more compliments than I expected from the young lady.
Adhering to the service tenet that customers are God.
On the way back, after hearing the other party regret that he couldn't take a panoramic photo, Yan Xia used his textbook shooting skills to take a group of photos for him.
The pretty girl looked at the photos on her phone with a look of surprise. When she was about to get off the boat, she asked with great interest, "Can I take it again?"
Yan Xia said that it was okay for this request, but...
“That’s another price.”
The young lady waved her hand and said generously: "The price is negotiable."
The only new requirement was to take another set of photos near a pavilion she had missed earlier.
Of course there is no problem with that.
So while the other three boats were still soliciting passengers, Yan Xia had already started his second trip with the beautiful girl.
Inside the live broadcast room filmed from the ship:
[Am I the only one curious about the quality of the photos? ]
【Looking at the attitude of that young lady, you can tell that it must be good. 】
[Ahhhhh, I was still there yesterday!! Why did I come back! If I hadn’t come back, I could have sat in Xia Xia’s luxurious private room today, I hate it!!]
[Don't mention it, you really shouldn't mention it, it's really good, a little beyond my expectations. ]
[Empress Xia, how many surprises do you have that I don't know about? ]
[I am more curious whether this child's daily life is hard, the kind that requires constant training? ]
[I don't think so. Xia Xia seems to be very happy all the time.]
[@Bureau of Radio, Film and Television, what do you think about the use of child labor by the program crew? ]
[It's so funny, how can I watch it? I can just watch it in front of the computer screen. ]
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When he came back the second time, the beautiful girl paid the money and left with satisfaction. After Yan Xia made a few more trips back and forth, no one wanted to ride his small bamboo raft anymore.
Floating on the water without any shelter is indeed a challenge for those who are afraid of water.
The blue sky was gradually becoming cloudy. Their afternoon work of earning money was drawing to a close.
Since no one was riding his small bamboo raft, Yan Xia naturally would not be idle and row it.
He immediately stopped the bamboo raft beside him and wanted to get on his brother's boat to have a rest.
There were already three or four people on Yan Ji's boat. When the child came up, an auntie carefully moved her seat and waved to Yan Xia, "Come on, come on, sit here."
Yan Xia trotted to the shore and stopped: "Okay~"
As a result, just when he stepped one foot onto the boat, perhaps because of the aunt's movement or the large movements of other people on the boat, the boat slid forward a little along the current.
Yan Xia, who had one foot on the boat and one foot on the shore, was forced to do a split before she could react.
With a "swish" sound, his pants tore apart again, revealing the familiar pink underwear inside.
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Quiet, extremely quiet.
Yan Xia widened his eyes in disbelief, and stumbled and nearly fell into the water. At this moment, Tan Yi, who was standing next to him, was quick to pull the child up from under his armpits.
Yan Xia just swung his pink panties and open-crotch jeans and spun in the air.
Yan Xia: “!!!!!!”
Tourists on the boat: “Puchi, Puchi.”
The audience nearby also laughed one after another. Yan Xia was shocked and a little unsure whether he heard his brother's laughter.
The live broadcast room was filled with laughter.
The joy belongs to others, leaving behind a kid who scored twice but was socially frustrated. After being put down, he squatted on the shore and refused to face life.
Yan Xia didn't know how long he had been squatting there, but when he heard his brother ask if he wanted to take a boat ride together, he ruthlessly chose to refuse.
Now he just wants to grow mushrooms here quietly.
There was no other way, Tan Yi could only borrow a small jacket from a colleague to wrap the child whose pants were of poor quality, and then take him back to Gulou to change his pants.
Along the way, the kid who was once full of vigor and skill on the bamboo raft became as quiet as a soulless puppet.
After the second pair of pants was destroyed, Yan Xia was squatting in the ancient building waiting for everyone to come back, when he was told something by his accompanying PD.
That is...
The two times his pants were torn were trending on the Internet!!!
The popularity is still high and the entries are climbing very fast.
Yan Xia took Tan Yi's phone and took a look. The entry was simple and crude.
#Yan Xia's pants tore again#
This word "又" is written with great soul.
There are only two main topics in the hot searches.
One is, what brand of pants are these? I need to avoid them urgently!
Another question is, is this kid wearing exactly the same underwear, or has he not changed his underwear for two days?
Yan Xia: “…………”
The world is not worth it.
Goodbye.
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