Wang Yanmei stewed several large pots of chrysanthemum tea at home. When they cooled down, she and Xu Fuqiang went to the back mountain, each carrying a kettle.

The competition just ended at this moment, and the guest group won a landslide victory. Not only did Wen Hao break a lot of corns, but Song Feizhou also broke a lot, and even Xia Weiwei was a dark horse in breaking corns.

Relatively speaking, Zhao Zhengchu and Huo Fengze broke up less frequently.

[What's the use of this amateur? He can't even crack a corn as well as a girl. ]

[How dare Zhao Zhengchu's fans criticize him? Even if there are few amateurs, he is not the last one. 】

[Baby Zheng Zheng is a second-generation rich man. He has never done farm work before. It is normal that he was a little slow in breaking corn for the first time. 】

There was a huge uproar on the barrage.

The atmosphere at the scene was very harmonious. The guests and staff were all given chrysanthemum water and sat under the tree for a short rest. The main camera of the live broadcast followed the viewing points and took pictures everywhere.

For example, the various flowers blooming along the roadside are not the sparse wild flowers on the roadside. You can tell at a glance that they are artificially sown and they look very beautiful.

On the other hand, fans who were invited to the outside of the recording area were also thirsty, but there was no store nearby. Everyone saw the live broadcast and rushed over when they found it was not far away. Only a few people brought umbrellas.

Suddenly, a man wearing a black mask came over.

It turned out to be the person who had given the off-screen commentary and pulled them over to cheer for their idol.

She was holding a stainless steel tea kettle in one hand and a disposable paper cup in the other.

"Who wants water? Raise your hand."

These six words immediately made people feel as if God had descended from their heavens.

One by one, they raised their hands high, just like the elementary school students who would raise their hands to answer the teacher's questions.

Seeing that everyone wanted some, Xu Qingzhi found a shady place and let them drink it themselves.

A cup of chrysanthemum water, just when you are extremely thirsty, will taste a thousand different flavors.

PD Liu chatted with Xu Fuqiang next to him: "Did you grow these chrysanthemums? They taste better than the chrysanthemums sold outside."

Xu Fuqiang waved his hand, his face full of the simplicity of a farmer: "I don't know, my daughter got it."

PD Liu looked at the boss who was sitting next to Xia Weiwei not far away and wearing a black mask. For some reason, he always felt that he was a little familiar.

However, he has recorded a lot of variety shows over the years and met a lot of people. It is not surprising that he often meets people who feel similar to him.

The phone in his pocket vibrated. PD Liu took out his phone and looked at it, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Hiss~ Regret! I shouldn't have let my boss participate in this variety show. He always asks for money. How can this show be recorded? He is a principled PD...

After a short break, PD Liu announced in public: "The first corn-breaking competition of "Let's Go" has ended, and the King of Kings team won. Because the weather is hot, in order to prevent heat stroke and for the physical condition of the guests, the program team decided to help the guests bear 6,000 corns."

Huo Fengze smiled slightly and drank some chrysanthemum water. Hmm, it tasted really good.

Wen Hao couldn't believe it: "What's going on? Pie in the sky?"

A few guests realized it belatedly and high-fived each other to celebrate. It was great! They could break off 6,000 fewer strands so they could finish earlier and rest.

The corn picking was still in full swing, and they were busy until the sun was about to set. The director team thought it was almost done, so they started to transport the corn in batches for inventory.

The guest group finally completed a total of 12,300 sticks.

In addition to the 6,000 sticks that the director team helped with, they also collected an additional 3,580 sticks.

This means that the guest group still needs 1,700 corns to complete the task.

But now everyone has returned from the fields. People are like this. If you keep working in the fields, you will be tired. You can't keep working like a machine. Now the enthusiasm for work has dropped. If you go back to pick more than a thousand corns, you will feel extremely tired in your heart.

So, the following scene happened.

PD Liu, who never stops making trouble, said: "How about everyone show off their talents, and if the boss is happy, he will agree to let you stay here, how about that?"

Xu Qingzhi stretched out her hand, palm facing outward, in a gesture of rejection, and said righteously: "I am a mama's girl, and I listen to my mother at home."

So, Wen Hao immediately showed off some floor moves in front of Wang Yanmei. Wang Yanmei covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes filled with uncontrollable joy. She was so happy that her eyes were blooming.

No matter what age, people always like beautiful things.

Song Feizhou sang a song a cappella.

Xu Fuqiang, with a gloomy face, nudged the overjoyed Wang Yanmei with his elbow and reminded her quietly: "It's on TV, pay attention."

Wang Yanmei smiled brightly and said happily, "Okay, I agree. I like Weiwei anyway, and I'll invite her to live in my house even without her having to perform any talent."

[Xia Weiwei really knows the owner of Fuwang Farm, right? You can tell from the attitude of the owner's mother.]

[Are you kidding me? Our baby Zheng Zheng hasn't performed yet. 】

[That’s right, I’ve been looking forward to it for a long time. ]

There were people in the program team who were paying attention to the comments in real time, and someone at the scene reminded Zhengchu to perform.

In order to improve the show effect, Zhao Zhengchu sang a song a cappella, which satisfied the fans on the barrage.

The next step was to decide on the room to stay in. The director team took out a box and asked everyone to choose randomly.

The houses are only differentiated by size and floor, there is nothing weird about that.

The program crew wanted to do it at first, but Wang Yanmei thought it would make the room too dirty and refused to agree, so they had to give up.

Several people checked in smoothly. Xia Weiwei lived next door to Xu Qingzhi, on the second floor.

Wen Hao and Zhao Zhengchu were on the first floor, and Huo Fengze and Song Feizhou were on the third floor.

There are not enough comments when writing variety shows. If you don’t like to watch it, I will try to speed up and still finish writing the plot.

(End of this chapter)