Director Cai gathered the guests together. His smooth, round head, illuminated by the lights and moonlight, looked even more vivid and lifelike, like a luminous pearl.
He grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth, and clapped his hands to the beat. After chuckling for a while, he cleared his throat and said, "Dear guests, tonight, this beautiful little village is holding its annual harvest rice festival. The villagers are celebrating enthusiastically. Shouldn't you all do something to show your appreciation?"
Guests: "..."
The only guest in the know, Lan Qingyue: "..."
Simin, a grown man, wasn't particularly meticulous and was also the most unpretentious person, saying whatever came to mind. He guessed, "A gesture? Does that mean we should all buy a few bags of rice?"
A bountiful harvest! A large portion of the harvested grains will definitely be sold to make money, which is the main source of income for the farming villagers.
It's normal for Simin to think that way.
Director Cai rolled his eyes at Si Yiming speechlessly. "Look at you, so confident! You really think you guessed right?"
Director Cai shook his head and held up one finger, "No, no, no, I didn't ask you to buy rice. You have other tasks. Brother Si, guess again!"
Simin: "..."
He tugged at his tank top, and when he raised his arm, his armpits were completely exposed. He felt uncomfortable wearing bright red shorts, his thighs were chilly, and to make matters worse, he was wearing flip-flops. It was truly an eyesore.
Si Yiming glanced resentfully at the cameraman in charge of filming him. This was the guy who had captured all his embarrassing moments. When the show aired, his wife and the entire nation would see him, a handsome man like Si Yiming, being tricked by his daughter, appearing on camera wearing an old-fashioned vest, baggy shorts, and flip-flops!
Director Cai was dressed very casually and comfortably. Every time he looked at Si Yiming, he wanted to laugh. This time, he suppressed his laughter and leaned closer to Si Yiming, hooking his arm around his neck. "Brother Si, I'll give you another chance. Guess what your mission is tonight?"
Director Cai has been here for a few days and has found a new source of fun: teasing Si Yiming and setting traps for him. It's quite amusing.
Siming slapped away Director Cai's big, fat hand, darted far away, leaned against a large tree trunk, bent one leg and shook it, looking nonchalant and as if to say, "Guess if I'm going to guess?"
Director Cai pursed his lips, then cut to the chase, "Distinguished guests, you've all been living here for a few days now, and you've all felt the warmth and hospitality of the locals. Today is the Harvest Rice Festival, and the villagers are celebrating joyfully. We should also do something in return, so the production team has decided that tonight, each guest will come on stage and perform an impromptu talent to celebrate the Harvest Rice Festival."
Guests: "!!!"
What's meant to come will come; there's no escaping it.
Director Cai was still cheerfully saying, "Dear guests, I know you are all very talented people. It's just a matter of improvising a talent. It's a piece of cake for you all. Don't feel any pressure. Just be yourself. There will be a surprise after the task is over!"
cut!
surprise?
It was quite a shock.
Everyone remained skeptical of the surprise Director Cai mentioned, automatically categorizing it as a "fright."
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