Chapter 142 Thank You, My Guardian Angel
After breakfast, it was time to draw the game tasks. Everyone had to get a task card from the director, and then everyone chose to split into two teams to participate in the task.
Song Qingxing took the task card from the director and found that her task was to help the villagers pick pomegranates, as it was the season when pomegranates were ripe.
There is also a large pomegranate orchard planted on the back mountain of the ancient village, which can be regarded as a disguised advertisement for the ancient village.
Xie Jingcheng's task was similar, which was to pick chestnuts.
If everyone chooses the task card in one person's hand, that person will get 10 more points. Song Qingxing didn't know what the points were for, but she glanced at the chestnuts in Xie Jingcheng's hand.
I couldn't help but complain in my heart that if people went to pick these chestnuts, many people would probably be smashed into hedgehogs.
It’s better to pick pomegranates. Although it hurts when a pomegranate hits you, at least you will only get a bump on your head instead of turning into a hedgehog.
Sure enough, Song Qingxing's task card was very popular, and many people abandoned their own task cards and chose to follow Song Qingxing as the captain.
Song Qingxing inexplicably obtained 10 points. Although she didn't know what these points could be used for, she still felt a sense of accomplishment in being the captain.
He straightened his chest and walked at the front of the team.
Following the guide, we arrived at the pomegranate orchard.
But I still thought things were too simple, because these pomegranate trees were planted on the hillside. When Song Qingxing and a group of guests arrived at the scene, they were all exhausted and out of breath.
It took a while before I could start working.
The crew just added fuel to the fire at this moment.
"Now, everyone will be given a basket. Whoever fills the basket first will be the winner of this task and will have the right to decide what ingredients to eat today!"
Hearing this, everyone became full of energy.
Wang Chuan asked the crew.
"So we still cook our own food?"
If you cook by yourself, even if you have a big lobster, the quality will be lowered.
"Of course not, there's a chef this time."
Hearing the crew's answer, everyone felt relieved and started picking pomegranates with full enthusiasm.
Song Qingxing discovered a pattern: the larger the pomegranate, the easier it is to create gaps, so the basket can be filled faster.
On the contrary, the smaller the pomegranates, the slower it will take to fill the basket, and the more times you will need to pick them.
However, there were only a few large pomegranates on a tree. Song Qingxing relied on her petite figure and climbed up the pomegranate tree easily. Since the pomegranate tree was not very tall, it was not a difficult task for her.
But this is the result.
I was so engrossed in picking them.
For a moment, Song Qingxing was so carried away that she climbed to a high place.
"Be careful!"
Several of the guests noticed the situation here and shouted. Song Qingxing was so scared that her ankle twisted and she almost fell off the branch.
But fortunately, her hands were quicker and she soon grabbed the thick trunk of the pomegranate tree.
Song Qingxing was like a reed swaying in the wind, swaying along with the short pomegranate tree, and all the pomegranates in her basket rolled down.
Several guests were caught off guard and hit by pomegranates.
Song Qingxing felt a little ashamed. She had never done farm work before, so she ignored the potential dangers of farm work.
It's really a sin.
But there was something worse. It seemed that the trunk of the pomegranate tree had been eaten by termites, so when she grabbed it, the trunk made a "cracking" sound.
No way?
Song Qingxing couldn't help but think badly.
It's really like adding insult to injury. It seems I have to jump off the tree quickly, otherwise I will break the fruit farmer's tree, which will be adding insult to injury.
Although she could spend money to buy the pomegranate tree, she would try not to damage it if possible.
Just as Song Qingxing was thinking this, she saw Xie Jingcheng coming under the tree. His hair was still tied up and he was sweating a little. It was obvious that he had been doing the task seriously.
Xie Jingcheng is such a person, no matter what he does, he is extremely serious.
"Qingxing, your tree is about to break."
"Jump down and I'll catch you."
The pomegranate tree was not tall to begin with, but when Song Qingxing stood at the top, it looked a little scary.
"I'd better get down by myself. It's dangerous to jump down. What if I hurt you too?"
Song Qingxing chose to refuse.
But as she finished her words, the "cracking" sound of the tree trunk became louder and louder, like the increasingly impatient footsteps in a horror movie.
If I climb down the tree trunk at this time, I will definitely need to gain leverage, and I don’t know whether the trunk will break first or I will climb down the tree first.
Song Qingxing was caught in a dilemma.
Finally I looked down, it wasn't very high, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?
"Then I'll jump down, Xie Jingcheng, you have to catch me."
Song Qingxing took a deep breath, slowly loosened her hands, and then jumped from the pomegranate tree. Now she could experience the feeling of taking a leap of faith in the game.
I didn't fall face first, but fell into that soft embrace as expected. My nose touched the softness, and a faint woody fragrance drifted into my nostrils.
Xie Jingcheng held herself firmly, even though it cost her a pair of expensive sneakers, half of which were stuck in the soft ground.
But she never moved an inch.
"You scared me to death. Don't climb so high next time."
Xie Jingcheng raised his hand and patted Song Qingxing. He felt lucky to have survived a disaster. If the tree had broken just now, Song Qingxing would have fallen off the pomegranate tree.
Although the tree is not very tall, it still hurts.
Song Qingxing wanted to speak, but she was held tightly in his arms and couldn't even lift her head.
"Xie Jingcheng... um... let me go."
Only then did Xie Jingcheng notice that something was wrong. His neck turned red and he quickly let go of the little rabbit.
"You almost suffocated me."
Although Song Qingxing said this, her heart was full of gratitude.
"I was just too nervous."
Xie Jingcheng's fingers were still shaking, so he felt a little embarrassed to explain.
"You're doing this to save me, there's no need to say that."
Song Qingxing reached out and touched the other person's nose, but unfortunately, the big pomegranates she picked had already rolled down the hillside.
But since the program crew came here to record the show, they will definitely give the fruit farmers some compensation. However, no matter what, it was their own bad deeds.
Song Qingxing planned to contact the fruit farmer privately to compensate him for the tree trunk that he accidentally broke and the pomegranates that rolled all over the ground.
Fortunately, Song Qingxing was fine.
She also told the program team that the mission could continue. The program team asked again and again, but Song Qingxing was still jumping around, showing that she was fine.
Then continue filming.
However, in this case, the first person to complete the task was Wang Chuan.
The ingredients he chose were, as expected, lobsters, hairy crabs, and the like.
The program team also agreed one by one.
However, on the way back, Song Qingxing fell at the end of the team. She reached out and grabbed Xie Jingcheng's sleeve, waiting for him to turn around.
She raised her hand to cover her microphone to prevent the audience from overhearing these love words, because this was not acting, but came from the heart. She stood on tiptoe and pressed her whole body against Xie Jingcheng.
"Thank you, my guardian angel."
Finally, when Song Qingxing left, her lips brushed against her earlobe, leaving a trace of lipstick, like a gentle kiss.
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