The director sneered.
"You think you're saviors from historical fiction just because you're on a variety show?"
One minute you're hunting wild boar, the next you're digging wells—you two siblings are everywhere! Now you've corrupted Luo Yifei and the others too. Why don't you just fly to the moon?
Ye Yanche suddenly became famous.
"Hey, you're absolutely right, we've really gone to heaven. This is a feeling you old man will never experience in your entire life!"
"Hmph, fine, don't believe me then, just wait to get pelted to death by hail!"
He's furious! He's always the one being coaxed; he's never been treated like this before.
After Luo Yifei went to inform the village chief, things got much better.
"What? Xiao Luo, did Xiao Xi really say that?"
He went outside to check the weather. The sunset was beautiful, with fiery clouds, but there were a lot of birds flying around.
This celestial phenomenon indicates that the Ming Dynasty will have excellent weather.
But then the village head thought again, Xiaoxi said there was water under the big locust tree, and she actually dug up water. It was Xiaoxi who saved her daughter-in-law Cuihua and her two children.
He immediately slapped his thigh.
"Withdraw! We must withdraw!"
Immediately, the village head rode his bicycle to the village committee's broadcasting station and shouted into the microphone.
"Fellow villagers of Xiangyang Village, listen up! There will be a big hailstorm tomorrow. Meet at the drying ground in two hours. Latecomers will not be waited for!"
This reliable information came from Xiaoxi, who helped us dig the well. Everyone, please don't come to my house asking questions; I don't have time for you anyway. Hurry up and pack your things!
The village chief shouted repeatedly for half an hour, and everyone probably heard him, so they hurried home to prepare.
That's just how people are; they tell you not to ask, but their doorsteps are always packed with people.
The village chief was furious, so he patiently explained it to everyone again, and then those who asked questions were immediately kicked out.
Anyway, I've made it clear, and this is all the information I have.
The crew was disturbed for half an hour by the loud, booming broadcast.
The director sneered, "This young lady is quite something, she's won people's hearts. Even the village chief is joining in the nonsense. Interesting."
Since the boss said that, the other staff members just took it as a joke.
"The experts have all said there's nothing wrong, Ye Yanche's sister is just trying to create panic!"
Then they saw Fatty Li, oh, he's not fat anymore.
Fatty Li packed his things and was about to leave.
"Brothers, don't you know who I, Fatty Li, am? We've been colleagues for a while, so if you want to live, come with me!"
Amidst the general disapproving looks from others who saw him as mentally unstable, only the photographer who was closest to Fatty Li believed it.
The two of them, carrying their bags together, gradually walked away.
When the director found out, he yelled, "Damn it, these two cowards are useless. They better not come back. Fire them after the show is over! Get out!"
Meanwhile, Lu Ran went to inform the other guests.
"What, didn't you all want my son and me to die? What kind of international joke is this?"
Lu Ran didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
He went to tell Song Yi, who laughed maniacally, "Hahahaha, destroy it all! Destroy it all!"
"You're sick!" Lu Ran cursed, then turned and left.
"Really? I heard it on the radio too. Thank you, Lu Ran, we'll go with you!"
Gu Jiajia believed it; she was a screenwriter and quick-witted.
Lu Ran breathed a sigh of relief; at least there was someone normal.
At this time, Xiao Xi had returned and took Ye Yanche and the others to the village chief's house to discuss the evacuation.
We'll leave those who don't believe it for now.
Everything is a personal choice; trying to force it will only waste time. Instead, use that time to protect those you trust.
Two hours later, it was getting dark.
There were many people standing on the drying ground, and some had even come in oxcarts, which were full of their belongings.
Of course, there were also onlookers; the production crew was stationed right by the drying ground, and they were laughing their heads off.
Then the production team made a last-minute decision to work overtime to provide entertainment, and they started a live broadcast that evening.
The director also serves as the host.
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