Chen Muyang held the handle and began to shake it clockwise frantically.
"Harder, harder, come on!" Song Zhuer shouted loudly from the side.
"La Claw, don't..."
Yang Xuejian didn't know what she was thinking about, and she covered her face and smiled embarrassedly.
Song Zhuer had no idea whether what she shouted had any other meaning.
I don’t know if it was Song Zhuer’s shouting that worked, but Chen Muyang was shaking very hard.
"Camera, close up!"
He Guang was behind and quickly directed the photographer to follow.
〖Fuck, he can really do it?〗
I didn't expect he really understood.
"Wow, look at Brother Muyang's strong arms. I want them too."
〖I really want Brother Mu Yang’s big hands on me, sob.〗
"Upstairs, come to my room."
〖Brother upstairs, that’s a male one, do you want one too?〗
"Why can't men do that? It's true love."
The comments in the live broadcast room suddenly became inappropriate.
"Bang, boom, boom... beep... rumble..."
Finally, the tractor's engine started.
The exhaust pipe above spewed out bursts of black smoke. Cai Ji and Hua Chenyu stood still and were sprayed directly.
"Cough cough...hmm." The two covered their faces and ran away coughing.
Both of their faces were smudged, their early morning makeup washed off.
Chen Muyang found the right time, released the valve, quickly pulled out the crank and put it under the seat.
"The constitution potion is really magical. I don't even feel breathless." Chen Muyang sighed secretly, grinned, and waved to everyone.
"Come on, get in the car!"
"Lazhua, Sister Xuejian, Sister Yuanyuan, please stop looking at me with such amazement."
"Basic exercises, don't be silly!"
Chen Muyang invited everyone to get in the car, and seeing their stunned looks, he joked.
〖Oh shit, it really started!!!〗
"It's been ages since I've heard the sound of a tractor. I miss it so much."
"Hand-crank tractors, that was such a long time ago."
I came here because I heard there was a handsome guy operating a hand-cranked tractor.
"Ahhh, little brother, can you lend me your hand?"
〖Girl upstairs, my hands are also OK.〗
〖roll!〗
The number of people in the live broadcast room increased rapidly, and director He Guangzheng was very happy.
There is a saying that goes, where there are people, there is the world, no, where there are people, there is traffic.
Traffic means money!
"Hurry, tell the publicity and promotion team to push it hard for me."
"Xiao Liu, the camera follows Chen Muyang closely!"
"Everyone should order chicken drumsticks today, and give two to Xiao Liu and me."
What a great start today, it gained traffic right after the show started, so He Guangzheng waved his hand.
This is all free traffic, free Chen Muyang, surprise, such a fucking surprise.
"Today is market day. The 3rd, 6th and 9th of every month are market days here. Let's go shopping in the town." Chen Muyang said loudly to everyone while sitting in the driver's seat.
It has to be loud, the sound of the tractor is really ear-piercing.
"Stop being dazed and get in the car." He held the iron-rimmed steering wheel and shouted to everyone.
"Huh? What?!"
Song Zhuer saw Chen Muyang opening his mouth and shouting something, but the tractor noise was too loud and she couldn't hear clearly. She couldn't help but stretch her neck to get closer to Chen Muyang.
That little look is so adorable.
"I said get in the car and go to the market." Chen Muyang got off the car and said to everyone.
"By the way, Sister Yuanyuan, do you have money? Let's go shopping today."
"Ah? Oh, I brought it." Gao Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment before she realized that she was in charge of the money.
Finally, two minutes later, seven people got on the truck.
"How about someone come and sit in the driver's seat with me?" Chen Muyang saw several people squatting in the truck bed, holding on to the railings tightly, which seemed a bit too crowded.
The driving seat is wide enough and two people can sit without feeling crowded.
"I'll do it, I'll do it." Song Zhuer shouted excitedly. She had never seen this thing before and was curious about how to operate it.
Song Zhuer got out of the truck and sat next to Chen Muyang. A faint fragrance entered his nostrils.
"Let's go!" Chen Muyang took a deep breath, shifted into gear with a squeak, and the tractor slowly moved.
There was a rumbling sound, accompanied by billowing black smoke.
"Wow! It's moving, Brother Muyang, you're awesome! It's really moving."
Song Zhu'er next to him was extremely excited, and Chen Muyang stopped and felt a little embarrassed.
If the scene was changed... It would be terrible. He couldn't think about it anymore. He shook his head and concentrated on driving.
In the back of the truck, a few people came to their senses.
"Mu Yang, you're awesome!" Chen He gave a thumbs up, his voice so loud that it sounded like he was shouting across the mountains.
"Yes, Mu Yang, if it weren't for you, we would be in trouble today." Deng Zhao felt the vibration of the tractor and let the wind blow.
Yang Xuejian squatted in the truck bed, holding the handrail tightly, watching the scenery moving behind her, and felt indescribably relaxed at this moment.
Peach blossoms are in full bloom on both sides of the road. These are nectarine trees, and many people in the village are planting them. It says something about returning farmland to forests, and the saplings are distributed free of charge.
Gao Yuanyuan squinted her eyes, feeling the fragrance of peach blossoms mixed with the smell of burning diesel.
Several people saw the black marks on Cai Ji and Hua Chenyu's faces, and they tacitly said nothing.
The tractor, which is incompatible with the temperament of these people, also seems inexplicably harmonious.
〖Hahaha, why did Brother Ji and the Mage become clowns?〗
[How could I not be mad when I was hit by a tractor chimney? Hahaha.]
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