Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 192 - 21: The Variety Show Control Group Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder (Part 21)
[After all this time, this comment still hasn’t been deleted, giving Jiang Lai plenty of time to gather evidence.]
[This is clearly a small account, reposting and liking things that are useless.]
[I scrolled all the way down, it’s probably a girl, her first Weibo like was Ling Han, and she even reposted Ling Han’s Valentine’s Day Weibo.]
The online controversy was heated, but Jiang Lai wasn’t affected at all. On the contrary, because of this incident, she gained quite a bit of attention, and her Weibo followers increased by nearly half a million.
After breakfast, Jiang Lai took Yangyang to meet up with everyone. As soon as Tangguo saw Yangyang, she ran over excitedly, holding Yangyang’s hand and asking nonstop.
"Yangyang brother, what did you eat today? I had steamed buns this morning, what did you have?"
Yangyang kept a straight face, trying hard to maintain a cool demeanor, and then said proudly,
"I got all ten questions right today, pulled pigweed, and it only took me five minutes to eat."
"Wow, Yangyang brother, you’re amazing, you’re good at everything."
Rourou also squeezed over. Now there were two little girls circling around Yangyang. Even though Dan Dan was a bit jealous, he had to admit Yangyang was indeed more handsome than him. To learn that Ultraman’s transformation move Yangyang performed the other night, Dan Dan willingly became Yangyang’s little follower. The kids were tasked with weeding peanuts in the field in the morning, and Dan Dan proactively gave all his peanuts from his basket to Yangyang.
"Brother Yangyang, look how nice I am to you. Can you teach me the Ultraman transformation?"
"You’re not Ultraman, you can’t learn it."
"You’re not Ultraman either, you’re pretending. If you can do it, why can’t I learn it?"
Hearing himself being accused of pretending, Yangyang’s fiery temper flared instantly. He dropped his basket and glared at Dan Dan.
"I am real!"
Dan Dan wasn’t one to be provoked easily either. These two little boys turned hostile in an instant. By the time the nearby staff realized something was wrong, Yangyang had already subdued Dan Dan to the ground. Nearby, Tangguo and Rourou were scared to tears, and Hengheng was anxiously holding a basket, trying to mediate quietly, but the chaos resulted in him getting tripped by peanut vines, hitting his head and causing it to bleed.
Over on the other side, the moms’ task today was to open up wasteland to plant peppers, each drawing lots to choose their plot.
Jiang Lai got lucky, picking a plot that had just been watered, while Yu Yan and Yang Bing’s plots were decent, shaded under trees.
Wang Xuan’er and Mo Wanwan had the worst luck, both plots were in the middle, exposed directly to the sun, making the soil extremely hard. Fully armed with hats, masks, and sun-protective clothing, their faces changed when they saw their plots. Mo Wanwan’s smile became increasingly strained, while Wang Xuan’er simply threw down her lot.
"I can’t do it! That plot is the worst. I won’t finish even if I work until tomorrow."
Mo Wanwan didn’t have to say anything. Since her plot was next to Wang Xuan’er’s and also one of the worst, if Wang Xuan’er didn’t go, she had a reason not to go either.
The program team was really over the top, favoring Jiang Lai all the time was one thing, but favoring her at a time like this? There were only five plots, and she ended up drawing the only one freshly watered.
The director advised helplessly.
"Losers must accept their loss, okay? Everyone saw before we drew. If you’re unlucky, there’s nothing we can do."
"It’s not that I’m unlucky, it’s some people’s luck is just too good! From start to finish, there’s never been a time they were unlucky!"
After saying this, she threw her hat and looked at Jiang Lai. The implication was obvious—she was saying the show favored Jiang Lai.
Mo Wanwan took off her hat and placed it on Wang Xuan’er.
"The sun is strong, you might get sunburned, just drop it."
"You better keep it, some people always have good luck, and your bad luck is abundant. You’ll suffer a lot more going forward."
Mo Wanwan looked at the director helplessly and smiled bitterly.
"The sun is indeed too strong now, it’s not that Xuan’er doesn’t want to do it, but she really can’t finish."
"Enough with the talking, Wang Xuan’er, I’ll switch with you."
Standing off to the side, Jiang Lai suddenly uttered this, causing Yu Yan and Yang Bing, who had been silent, to look up at her.
Is she stupid? It’s obvious someone can’t handle losing and wants to slack off. Even if nothing is said, no one would blame those of them who got lucky. Why did Jiang Lai jump in?
Not wanting the freshly watered plot and switching with Wang Xuan’er — is she stupid or just trying to appear magnanimous?
Wang Xuan’er was stunned for a few seconds, but after realizing it, she didn’t hesitate.
"Sure, if you want to, I’m certainly willing."
It would be foolish not to take advantage.
The bullet screen was equally mixed in reactions.
[Wang Xuan’er is being a bit much, isn’t she?]
[Someone can’t handle losing, indeed. Watching these women together is absolutely stifling.]
[What’s there to fuss about? If you can’t handle it, don’t join the show.]
[Is Jiang Lai stupid? She’s just asking to lose out here.]
[Just wants to seem magnanimous, huh? Can’t stand it, she should keep what she got fairly.]
Jiang Lai really hadn’t thought that much. Her mind was full of what Little Buding told her—the kids were fighting over there. She needed to finish fast to go clean up the mess.
Though the dry plot was tiring to work, the speed would be faster than the wet one because her feet wouldn’t be stuck in the mud whenever she tried to move.
After switching with Wang Xuan’er, Jiang Lai carried the pepper seeds, picked up a hoe, and got straight to work, without another word.
Watching from the side, Mo Wanwan, who didn’t want to get down to work at all, was in a really bad mood.
She hadn’t expected Jiang Lai to agree to switch with Wang Xuan’er. Since Jiang Lai was doing it, she had to do it too; otherwise, people would definitely ask why Jiang Lai can do it and she can’t.
Mo Wanwan gritted her teeth, put on her hat, and got down to work. The sun was scorching her back, sweat dripping continuously from her forehead. The ground under the hoe was incredibly hard; every swing left her arms numb and her thumb aching.
Stealing glances at Jiang Lai, she didn’t know when Jiang Lai had already moved ahead of her, much faster, swinging the hoe with effortless ease as if the ground under her feet was made of cotton.
Then she looked at Wang Xuan’er, who was struggling to move because the mud clung heavily to her feet, each swipe of the hoe gathering more soil that wouldn’t shake off, forcing her to kick it loose to swing again, only for it to get stuck on the hoe again.
Wang Xuan’er’s patience wore thin by the third swing. She muttered curses under her breath. But she couldn’t comment on the plot she insisted on switching to, so she had to grudgingly control her temper and keep working.
What should have been the easiest plot looked tougher than the one under the blazing sun.
Mo Wanwan suddenly realized.
No wonder Jiang Lai wanted to switch; she must have known her drawn plot had problems!
Jiang Lai was really cunning, gaining benefits and still appearing to be the good person.
