Chapter 86 Song Zhiwei's Nine-Leaked Fish
Chen Jingmo was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and his delicate face was flushed red from the heat. Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the banana, he felt a sharp pain in his waist. Shen Jingmo held his waist for a long time and slowly straightened up.
Song Zhiyuan noticed that something was wrong with Shen Jingmo, "Xiao Wei, go help Mr. Shen."
"Does he still need my help?" Song Zhiwei muttered.
Song Zhiyuan gave him a look and Song Zhiwei immediately obediently stepped forward to help.
"I'll carry it, you better protect your waist." Song Zhiwei obeyed his sister's words, but said that he didn't want to help at all, and did not forget to imply Shen Jingmo's waist.
It's because this dog bullied me more often than when I was a child.
[The top streamer is like a cooked duck, only the mouth is still hard.]
[The top stream is like my mother ordering me to do things, but when I don't want to do them, my bloodline is suppressing me.]
After working continuously for a whole morning, the three of them were already hungry and slumped under the banana tree. Song Zhiwei looked listless and asked, "How much have we cut?"
His waist is in such good condition now, but he couldn't bear carrying bananas twice.
"It's 800 kilograms now, it should be stable." Song Zhiyuan wiped the sweat from his face.
[Just came back from the live broadcast room next door. Sister Song is already stable. The three people next door, including the ones they owe, already weigh over 800 kilograms.]
[The three people next door are at odds, and no one wants to put in any extra effort. If things go wrong, they might end up with even more debt.]
I managed to save the 30 kilograms of fat I had lost.
[I also don't need to hand-copy the Liyun Datong chapter.]
The fruit farmer brought over a bunch of ripe bananas and said, "Thank you for your hard work. These bananas are for you."
"Thank you, uncle." Song Zhiyuan took it obediently and handed it to the two people who were resting on the ground.
"I don't want to eat bananas anymore. I don't even want to touch them anymore." Song Zhiwei held the banana with a resentful look on his face.
"Are you sure?" Song Zhiyuan glanced at Song Zhiwei with a slightly dangerous look. Song Zhiwei immediately gave in and started eating the banana.
"I think 800 kilograms is enough. Let's cut it down a bit and then go back." Song Zhiyuan was very clear about the strength of the opposing group.
The three of them rested for a while, and after filling their stomachs with bananas, they chopped two more bunches.
As soon as the three of them left, the banana plantation was already covered with the red flag of Song Zhiyuan's group.
The production staff approached Lin Yu'an's group and warned them, "The banana orchard has been occupied by Professor Song's group. If you three want to reoccupy the orchard, you must cut down a corresponding number of Professor Song's group's crops and reoccupy it. You can also choose to compensate the farmers for their losses and then reoccupy other orchards."
"How many pounds did Professor Song's team cut?" Lin Jianing asked weakly.
"Eight hundred and fifty kilograms. If you want to surpass Professor Song's team, you need to cut down one thousand seven hundred kilograms. Plus the compensation you need to pay to the fruit farmers, the total is two thousand kilograms."
The "2,000 Jin" production crew could just kill the three of them. They probably couldn't even harvest 2,000 Jin in two days, so just give up and stop wasting the bananas on the farmers. It's not easy for them to grow bananas for a year.
Lin Yuan pretended to be in deep thought for a moment, "Let me think about it seriously. A man who knows the current situation is a hero. Let's give up the banana plantation."
After Lin Yu'an finished speaking, he packed up and prepared to leave.
Before I could take a few steps, I was stopped by a staff member. "You haven't cut all the bananas for compensation yet. You can't leave now. You need to cut the 300 kilograms of bananas for compensation now."
[Even though I hate Lin Yu'an, it seems that he still knows when to advance and when to retreat. He chooses to retreat when he knows it's impossible.]
Lin Yu'an seemed to have lost more than he gained; he failed to capture the orchard and even lost three hundred kilograms.
Song Zhiwei and his group were the first group to come back.
Several other groups are still busy in the orchard.
After washing up, Song Zhiyuan appeared in front of Shen Jingmo's door in casual clothes and with disheveled hair, and knocked politely a few times.
A moment later, Shen Jingmo came to open the door. When he saw Song Zhiyuan, his eyes flashed for a moment, but before the other party noticed, he immediately restrained himself, "Professor Song, what's the matter?"
Song Zhiyuan handed a bottle of safflower oil to Shen Jingmo and said, "Thank you for your hard work today, Mr. Shen. If you feel any discomfort, you can rub it. If it is inconvenient, I can ask Xiao Wei to come and help you."
Song Zhiwei just let it go.
Song Zhiwei's broken mouth, now everyone knows that he has a back injury, "Thank you Professor Song for your kindness."
By the time the other groups returned, it was already dark. Everyone was too tired to cook. Ma Tao reappeared with a loudspeaker in hand. "Thank you for your hard work today. We villagers have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you."
The moment Ma Tao finished speaking, some villagers brought the prepared food to the table.
Except for Shen Ying and Zhao Qingshan who came forward happily, the others all looked wary, "Is there any trick to this meal?"
"How is that possible? The villagers just help us prepare dinner because they see how hard we work." Ma Tao explained sincerely.
"You are still willing to be a human being." Song Zhiwei let down his guard a little and sat down.
After eating and drinking, everyone sat in the yard and chatted, but Zhao Qingshan quietly left his seat.
"I heard that Sister Song's team's research on genetically modified corn is about to go into production. Sister Song is really amazing. What projects will Sister Song have next?" Cheng Yuhan suddenly turned the topic to Song Zhiyuan.
"I haven't planned any new projects yet. I'm planning to take a good rest for a while before considering it." Song Zhiyuan has two jobs and runs back and forth every day. He hasn't enjoyed a good vacation for a long time.
"Health is the capital of revolution. Sister Song, you should take good care of yourself so that you can research healthier foods for us."
Song Zhiwei narrowed his eyes and interrupted, "How can you be so flattering? Do you have something to ask my sister?"
"I'm not flattering you. I just admire Sister Song." Cheng Yuhan quickly explained.
Shen Jingmo glanced at the time and interrupted, "It's getting late. We still have a lot of farm work to do tomorrow. Let's rest first."
Although the previous episodes were also tiring, none of them were as deadly as this one.
Everyone dispersed to rest.
At the same time, two terms are quietly climbing to the top of the hot searches on the Internet.
#Song Zhiwei junior high school education#
#Song Zhiweiguang suspected of plagiarism#
Due to Song Zhiwei's popularity and the hit of "My Pastoral Life", these two pieces of news quickly became hot searches, attracting more attention from netizens.
[No wonder Song Zhiwei's quality is so low, it turns out he slipped through the net of the nine-year compulsory education.]
The entertainment industry truly has no bottom line. Someone with only a junior high school education can get in there and even get into fights all the time. Artists are supposed to be role models, not teach kids bad things. I suggest Song Zhiwei get out of the entertainment industry.
[I didn't have a good impression of Song Zhiwei to begin with, but I didn't expect him to be such a jerk.]
[How does an artist with such a bad reputation like this manage to stay in the industry?]
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