Chapter 118: Because I Like Him 2 (1/2)
Chapter 118: Because I Like Him (2)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
The program crew seemed to have a repulsive addiction. In the last episode, they arranged a budget tour making the guests all suffer. And in this episode, they set the shooting place in a remote mountain village.
The guests should not only stay here for three days but also help the villagers to cultivate the land and even have to feed themselves.
The village was very closed with only a narrow path led to the county. Bicycles were the main means of transportation in the village. Only people with better conditions would have motorcycles.
It was early May, every family had gathered a pile of cow dung at the gate, covered with plastic, waiting for the cow dung to ferment and be sprinkled into the ground as fertilizer.
The smell floating in the air was very unpleasant. Even Wang Chengcheng, who paid special attention to maintaining her image all the time, couldn’t help covering her nose in front of everyone.
“Oh my god!” Zhao Qingyuan had never been to such a place in his life. When he stepped on the second lump of cow dung, he couldn’t help jumping up and yelled, “This is killing me! This is killing me! Is it too late to quit the program now?!”
He looked at his feet in horror as if he was going to cut them off and throw them away.
“You use your eyes for panting?” Yu Qinghuan threw him a pack of paper towels and hurried away from him.
“I won’t wipe it with my hands.” Zhao Qingyuan retched twice and walked forward in an awkward posture, just like an ancient food-binding Chinese woman. “When I get to my residence, I will throw these shoes away!”
However, when he saw the house they were about to love in, he immediately swallowed his words.
“Are we going to live here?” He stared at the adobe house in front of him with his eyes wide open. He was stunned, “What if…this house collapse while we are sleeping?”
“Don’t worry, it won’t,” the director put on his standard smile again, “A detached small house with a yard. You can even call it a villa.”
Yu Qinghuan held his forehead. Although he had a bland temperament, he also felt that the director was too shameless, not to mention Zhao Qingyuan. However, he reminded himself that he had already entered the shooting stage and tried to suppress his anger in the heart.
The director added, “There are two cement beds in this house. Chengcheng and Qinqin sleep on the one in the east and you two, the west. I’ll have food and tableware delivered later. Whether you can eat depends on your own.”
Zhao Qingyuan had a spur to cry into the sky, but next second his eyes were beaming and he turned to Yu Qinghuan, “It doesn’t matter! Qinghuan can cook!”