Often, many girls with average looks can become stunning beauties after some photo editing.
Of course, the most important thing is that he never thought that Chen Jinsheng would lie to him about this matter.
The reason I asked that just now was that I just felt it was a little strange.
He simply replied with an "Oh" and ignored Chen Jinsheng, starting to carefully study the harvester cab in the picture.
Although the harvester in the picture is similar to the one he saw in the video, there are still some minor differences in some operations.
He was trying hard to memorize how to start and operate the new harvester through a newly found video.
Fang Wenxuan studied there until after five in the afternoon before he finally walked out of the room.
He is very confident now.
Whether it was the harvester he saw for the first time in the video or the broken harvester he repaired in the summer, he could now complete basic driving operations with ease.
When he thought about driving the harvester at night to thresh all the remaining rice, he couldn't help but feel happy.
Even the steps towards the kitchen became lighter unconsciously.
As soon as he appeared near the kitchen, he noticed that the atmosphere was a little weird.
It's not like people were glaring at him or anything like that.
On the contrary, when he came here in the past, everyone almost ignored him.
Some people would even deliberately hum when passing by him to express their dissatisfaction with themselves.
But today's situation was a little abnormal. The staff who were originally chatting and laughing, after seeing him coming, all looked at him in unison.
Just as he was nervously wondering whether he had done anything to anger the public recently, all these people smiled brightly at him.
"Teacher Fang, good evening! Is there anything I can help you with? How about I help you queue up for food?"
"Teacher Fang, don't use him. He doesn't pay much attention to personal hygiene. Let me take care of the food. I promise to get you more meat."
"Teacher Fang, you chose me. I'm your fan. Please fulfill my wish as a fan and let me cook for you once!"
"Bullshit! When did you become a fan of Teacher Fang? I remember you were talking bad about him behind his back at noon. I am Teacher Fang's most loyal and die-hard fan. The job of serving lunch must be left to me."
"Teacher Fang, choose me! I've specially saved some skewers from lunch, just for you. If you let me help you with the food, I'll give you all the skewers."
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Looking at the crowd gathered around him, Fang Wenxuan had only one thought in his mind: Crazy, these people are crazy.
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