A large number of viewers suddenly flocked to the live broadcast room of the program. Fortunately, He Guangzheng had already anticipated this situation and the server was well prepared.
The reason for doing promotion in the middle of the night is that we are afraid that too many people will come in at the first time, causing the live broadcast room to be unstable.
Even so, millions of people flocked into the live broadcast room at the same time, and more people continued to follow.
Yeah, here I come!
"This is the first time I've seen a program promoted the night before."
"That's right, luckily I went to bed late, otherwise I wouldn't have known about it."
I've been waiting for months for this day, and it's finally starting.
"Time flies. Brother Muyang was so young and shy back then, but now he has reached a position that many people cannot reach."
"Huh? Why is there a strange young lady here? She's so pretty."
"And Lu Han, why is he here instead of going to the concert?"
How did Teemo end up here?
Many people in the live broadcast room were puzzled when they saw Teemo, whether they knew him or not, but soon a friend in the live broadcast room gave the answer.
Timo is a singing anchor on a certain platform. After the contract was terminated, he signed with Chen Muyang's company. Maybe Chen Muyang wanted to bring in new people.
〖She is pretty, but a little short.〗
"Good morning, everyone. We are back after a long time. This time, it's the harvest chapter, which means harvesting the rice we planted. There are also new people joining us. I'm sure you all know Lu Han, and this one is Timo, who has a nice singing voice." Deng Zhao stepped forward and finally pulled Timo in front of the camera and said.
"Hello everyone, I'm Teemo." Teemo greeted the live broadcast room timidly.
〖Wow, the young lady is so beautiful.〗
"That's right, don't listen to their nonsense. What's wrong with being short? You didn't eat their rice."
"Miss, just be yourself."
Netizens in the live broadcast room were very enthusiastic.
At this time.
He Guangzheng said with a loudspeaker:
"Everyone, this episode of Harvest will be divided into two parts. The first part will naturally involve everyone harvesting and drying the rice. The second part will be a rice field concert after the harvest is complete. We will also invite two well-known musicians to participate. Please prepare your own performances."
"Can't we ask someone to help?" Chen He asked.
He Guangzheng: “No.”
"Does each of us need to prepare a program?" Deng Zhao asked.
He Guangzheng: "You decide for yourselves."
"Director, who are these two musicians in the circle?" Yang Xuejian asked.
He Guangzheng: "You will know when the time comes."
After a pause, he continued, "Any other questions? If not, you can begin your mission."
"No problem."
Everyone talked at once.
"How do I do it?" Deng Zhao asked.
Everyone looked at Chen Muyang.
"First, take the machine to the field. Girls will take sickles and bags. Remember to wear gloves." Chen Muyang said.
There is a thresher in the tool room, which the program crew borrowed from a fellow villager.
"Brother Zhao, let's carry the machine and go ahead."
The thresher was not heavy. Chen Muyang and Deng Zhao carried the thresher towards the field. It was easy for both of them to carry it.
The rest of the people followed behind, each holding a sickle.
Only one field of seedlings was planted at the beginning, and with so many people, they should be able to harvest them all in one day.
"I haven't seen this kind of thresher for years."
〖Yeah, it was so exciting when I stepped on it when I was a kid.〗
My family used to grow rice, and we harvested it with a thresher. I haven't been back home in many years.
Along the way, the rice fields were already golden, accompanied by the sound of cicadas and grasshoppers nibbling on the straw.
"This looks so fulfilling, so golden."
Putting the thresher at the edge of the field, Deng Zhao opened his arms and took a deep breath of the rice fragrance.
"This looks so beautiful, with heavy rice ears and plump rice grains." Yang Xuejian said as he stroked a rice ear.
"Don't be sentimental, taking it home is the most important thing." Chen Muyang couldn't help but say.
"You're such a killjoy. How are we going to do this?" Yang Xue rolled her eyes and said.
"I'll demonstrate it to you. Be sure to pay attention to the blade of the sickle and don't cut your hand." Chen Muyang took a sickle and cut it off from about ten centimeters above the ground.
"That's it. Then gently put it aside and pile it up four or five times. That's it. Simple, right?"
"It's not difficult." Gao Yuanyuan nodded.
"How do you operate this machine?" Deng Zhao asked.
"Just keep on pedaling, don't push in reverse."
Then Chen Muyang demonstrated again.
The audience in the live broadcast room also started talking.
It should be said that Chen Muyang is a real country boy.
"I don't even know how these big stars get their food from the fields."
〖Wow, the scenery of the women bending over is so beautiful. This fart... No, these rice ears are really big and upturned...〗
"Wow, what the guy above said is absolutely right. This ear of rice is really big, curled, and round."
We got off track while chatting.
"Come, feel it. When you step on it, you need to use force rhythmically." Chen Muyang said and stood aside.
Several women have already started to slowly harvest the rice and lay it out.
Then, the roar of threshers could be heard in the rice fields.
The sparrows that were eating rice were frightened and flew away immediately, standing on the branches in the distance to watch.
It wasn't until noon, when the sun was high in the sky, that it stopped, and two-fifths of it was still not out.
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