The only change in this heartbeat signal was Zhuang Yan's; last time he sent the signal to An Xinrong, but this time he sent it to Lu Yan.
Ling Xuan failed to receive the signal again, severely damaging his confidence. He had woken up in high spirits this morning, but now... he was unhappy all day. He still had to go on a mission to sell goods later, how could he possibly sell anything in this state?
Fang Chen received An Xinrong's heart-fluttering text message and breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought he had ruined yesterday's date.
Jiang Ning received the signal from Ling Xuan. She glanced at it and knew it wasn't from Zhuang Yan. She gripped her phone tightly and continued to wait until she heard the notification sound from Lu Yan's phone.
At that moment, all the blood was lost.
Did Zhuang Yan send Lu Yan a signal that he was interested in her?
Lu Yan chuckled, a smile playing on her lips. She watched quietly for a while before getting up and leaving.
Jiang Ning called out to her from behind, "Did Zhuang Yan send you this message?"
Lu Yan chuckled and said, "Who else could it be but him?"
What did he send you?
"Why should I tell you?" Jiang Ning was really anxious, daring to ask her this question directly in front of the camera.
Jiang Ning realized she had asked the wrong question. Her eagerness and eagerness would leave a bad impression on the audience and cause trouble for Zhuang Yan. Thinking of this, her face turned pale, and she lowered her head to silently compose herself.
When Lu Yan went out, Zhuang Yan was already standing in the courtyard. The director asked him to draw lots.
There were three balls in the box. He randomly opened one and found a note inside that said the word "watermelon".
His task today is to help the villagers sell watermelons.
Lu Yan wanted to be in a group with him, so she had to draw a watermelon. She was always bad at drawing lots and had terrible luck. When she drew the watermelon, she saw that it was a vegetable. She couldn't be in a group with Zhuang Yan, and Lu Yan was in a bad mood.
The person assigned to her group was Ling Xuan. Facing Lu Yan, Ling Xuan felt inexplicably afraid. He stood over and smiled awkwardly: "Pleasure working together."
Jiang Ning also came out and drew an "egg". Lu Yan, who had sharp eyes, saw it, which meant that An Xinrong, who came out last, would be going on a mission with Zhuang Yan today.
Lu Yan stared intently at the last ball in the box. If she had known, she would have come out later... Now look what happened, An Xinrong got a freebie. But compared to Jiang Ning, she still found the clueless An Xinrong more pleasing to the eye.
An Xinrong was the last to come out. Why was she the last? Because she was waiting for a message. Last time she received two text messages, and this time she wanted to see if there were two as well. But she waited and waited, and Zhuang Yan still hadn't sent one...
Zhuang Yan finally stopped sending her those crazy text messages, and she should have breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she felt empty inside.
When she came out, everyone was waiting for her. She picked up the last ball, opened it, and asked, "What's a watermelon?"
The director explained, "Watermelon means that today you and Zhuang Yan will go to sell watermelons together."
"Huh?" She quickly looked at Zhuang Yan. "I'm going to sell watermelons with him?"
Director: "Do you have any objections?"
An Xinrong shook her head: "No objection." Her empty heart felt as if it had been filled with a small cake.
She walked up to Zhuang Yan with her chin raised, crossed her arms and said, "Let's make this clear first, I was assigned to this group because of the program rules, not because I wanted to be with you. When we're selling watermelons, stay away from me, don't talk to me, and don't hold me back."
She looked at the camera closest to her, thinking that she needed to make things clear so that Xia Wan wouldn't misunderstand.
Her attitude, however, inexplicably gave off a "protesting too much" vibe.
Zhuang Yan assumed that she disliked him, which was exactly the situation he wanted to see.
"Don't worry, I won't bother you."
Hearing their conversation, Lu Yan strolled over and approached An Xinrong, saying, "You dislike Zhuang Yan so much that you don't want to be in the same group as him, how about we switch?"
"You wish! I won't grant your wish. Don't forget you're Xia Wan's aunt. What's the point of always sticking to Zhuang Yan?" An Xinrong reacted quickly after her initial shock. "Besides, the director said it would be decided by drawing lots. That's the rule, and it can't be changed just because of you! You think you can just switch places whenever you want? Do you think this is your own home?"
The director stepped forward and said, "Indeed, we can't replace him." He was met with a cold glare from Lu Yan.
The director quickly turned his back and pretended not to see it.
The group set off by car, splitting up to carry out their tasks.
Looking at the truckload of watermelons, An Xinrong was dumbfounded: "Director, are we going to sell this whole truckload?"
"yes."
How much does it cost?
"Take it to the vegetable market or sell it on the street, sell it however you want."
"Can you stream that?"
“No, watermelons are cheap in the summer and you can buy them everywhere. They’re not rare. If you sell them via live stream, the shipping cost will be as much as the cost of the watermelons. Besides, watermelons spoil easily on the way.”
An Xinrong initially thought she would sell goods through live streaming, but she didn't expect to end up hawking her wares on the street like a vendor.
She knew nothing good would happen in this village! And the director, too, was always up to no good, full of wicked schemes, all he did was cause trouble for people!
"I've only ever bought watermelons, never sold them. How am I supposed to sell so many?" An Xinrong was about to lose her temper again, and the viewers in the live stream were waiting for her to do so.
The director knew she was the most difficult to deal with and was thinking about how to settle her down. Zhuang Yan, who was standing next to her, said, "A mature and independent woman like you would be liked wherever you go. You're also so beautiful and loved by everyone. Selling watermelons would be a piece of cake for you. I believe that as long as you stand here, you're a human advertisement. You're the number one spokesperson for watermelons this year."
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