Chapter 31 The Long-Awaited Progress Bar -1-1-1
Okay, okay, I feel much better now. Otherwise, if the two of them were arguing, I would be the one who would be upset.
[It's like a mother can't stand seeing her two kids fighting.]
[Similarly, these two give me a kind of peaceful, almost maddening feeling, like giving birth painlessly.]
Tu Chaoxi drank a large bowl of chicken soup, feeling that her brotherly and sisterly affection had reached its peak, and immediately stopped the director who was about to leave.
"Hey, don't forget the first payment!"
The director looked at him like he was an idiot: "I'd like to give it to her, but my sister doesn't have a bank card."
Tu Chaoxi: ?
"Don't your finance staff usually carry any cash with them when they go out?"
The director shook his head indifferently: "I didn't bring it."
His production team wasn't well-off to begin with, and the little cash they had left had to cover the rest of the filming.
Tu Chaoxi immediately looked eager; the accountant hadn't brought her, but he had...
Tu Yao looked up at the sky helplessly, and stopped him before he could speak: "I have enough money!"
"Enough? You only bought that little bit of fertilizer yesterday, it's barely enough for half an acre."
Tu Chaoxi didn't believe it at all. "The corn seedlings in other people's fields are almost sprouting, and yours is still nowhere in sight."
"Since we're free today, I'll go with you to town again to make up for anything that's missing!"
Tu Yao didn't respond, but lowered her eyes and thought for a while.
Then he folded the contract with his fingerprints on it, put it neatly in his bag, stood up, and went over to tug at Tu Chaoxi's sleeve.
"Brother, come with me."
He walked out of the house, around the yard, and along the muddy path to the back of the house.
Tu Chaoxi followed, "Where are you taking me?"
"Tu Xiaomao, did you hear me? You're coming to town with me in a bit, you..."
As she was talking, Tu Yao stopped walking.
Tu Chaoxi subconsciously looked up, the remaining half of her sentence instantly stuck in her throat.
Before me was a small greenhouse, only about two square meters in size, but it was built very neatly, with bricks and tiles piled up on three sides, and a small door that was obviously abandoned on the front.
The fertilizer cakes from yesterday were neatly piled up next to the greenhouse.
Tu Yao pushed open a corner of the small door, like a little dragon that had just acquired a treasure, excitedly and cautiously waving to him to show it off.
"Brother, come and see."
Tu Chaoxi inevitably smelled a familiar stench, but this time she instinctively stopped herself from taking a step back.
He walked over and looked at the two-square-meter greenhouse, which had three layers of wooden bed frames. In the smelly black fertilizer, tiny mycelia were sticking out.
He recognized it at a glance and exclaimed in disbelief, "A button mushroom?!"
Tu Chaoxi pointed to the ground: "So these fertilizers are used here?"
Tu Yao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"
Tu Chaoxi's eyes were complicated. Two square meters of mushroom house, this amount of fertilizer was enough. There was really no need to go to the market again.
"...Why are you planting this?"
The cultivation conditions for button mushrooms are quite demanding, much more difficult than growing wheat or corn.
Tu Yao carefully closed the door. "Because it's more profitable than growing wheat and corn!"
Seeing this, the photographer couldn't help but interject, "No wonder my sister wouldn't let us help yesterday; she was planning to grow button mushrooms."
"But little sister, you should still plant some corn. Growing button mushrooms requires building a greenhouse, which is too tiring."
My sister has quite a good idea, but button mushrooms are probably difficult to grow; they have very high requirements for temperature and humidity.
This greenhouse is so small, it's like playing house.
[That sounds pretty convincing, keep it up, little sister!]
The barrage of comments was full of praise and encouragement, but almost everyone subconsciously thought that Tu Yao was just having a whim and occasionally wanted to plant something different, and didn't think that she would really switch to planting button mushrooms on those two acres of empty land.
So after a couple of compliments, we parted ways.
It's like in such a small, remote village, a gentle breeze might sweep by, carrying only a few fallen leaves, which would then dissipate after it's gone.
Tu Yao neither refuted nor agreed, but simply clenched her fist and smiled, saying, "My dream is to become a major grower in Crane Village!"
Tu Chaoxi stared at her, a strange, elusive intuition suddenly flashing through his mind. He inexplicably thought of the image of Tu Yao diligently carrying cow dung these past few days.
Then I thought about how she had clearly made her way into the crowds yesterday, busily making purchases.
Tu Chaoxi realized that he couldn't define this as a mere whim, nor could he simply ignore it like a barrage of comments.
After a while, he reached out and roughly rubbed Tu Yao's head.
"……Good."
"A very grand dream."
Tu Yao's eyes lit up: "Right!"
Tu Yao was surprised to find that the first person to affirm her in the past month was Tu Chaoxi, and she suddenly felt a little excited.
She immediately returned the favor: "Brother, what is your dream?"
"I?"
Tu Chaoxi scoffed: "Didn't you see? Becoming a big star."
Although he was bombarded with a bunch of scandals by a rich girl in just two years, things are not so bad now...
Tu Yao suddenly stopped and turned around to look at him with a puzzled expression.
"how?"
Tu Yao frowned: "...Aren't we supposed to be the world's strongest original music team?"
Tu Chaoxi's smile froze instantly.
"What did you say?"
Tu Yao recalled the original work and was very certain: "You said it yourself: to build the strongest original music team."
In an interview before his debut.
The words were spoken.
[Progress bar announcement: -1]
[Progress bar announcement: -1]
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[Progress bar announcement: 35]
Tu Yao: ? ? ? ? ?
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"My dream? Of course, it's to create the best original music in the world."
"With whom? With two arrogant friends. There's nothing I can do. They're not as good as me, and they would have been eliminated long ago."
The blond-haired youth raised an eyebrow at the camera smugly: "But don't worry, I'll come back for you when I debut tomorrow..."
With a "snap," a thin, bony hand suddenly reached out and turned off the screen, abruptly stopping the sound.
"Stop looking, we've arrived."
Yan Yang glanced at his friend beside him, then put away his phone: "Oh."
Inside the van, two young men who appeared to be of slender build sat side by side.
After a moment of silence, the rather shy-looking young man couldn't help but speak up: "Mingzhou, why didn't you change your clothes? You agreed to come and record the show, yet you're dressed so simply."
Mingzhou snorted, "What's the point of changing? It's just recording a show. I'm not like Tu Chaoxi, the reincarnation of a peacock spirit, changing four outfits a day."
As soon as the car stopped, he pulled open the door and got out.
His back view exuded a murderous aura.
...
On the other side, just as Tu Chaoxi was about to retort after recovering, he saw his sister suddenly grab his arm nervously as if facing a formidable enemy.
"What's wrong?"
Before Tu Yao could answer, the person filming ahead pressed their earpiece and suddenly turned around, saying, "Teacher Tu, little sister, our new guest has arrived."
Tu Chaoxi's eyelids twitched: "A new guest? Who is it?"
Looking up, I saw two young men standing in the middle of the courtyard shaking hands with the director. Hearing the noise, the two men looked over.
Upon seeing the two familiar faces before her, Tu Chaoxi turned and ran!
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