Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 208 - 37: The Control Group Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder

Chapter 208: Chapter 37: The Control Group Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder

Jiang Lai felt a bit touched.

It’s the first time in his life that he deeply felt he was being cared for, being rescued.

"Wait for me, I will save you!"

Yangyang’s voice was trembling, tinged with a sobbing tone, sounding both pitiful and amusing. His blond hair was soaked with sweat, the fair face was wet, not sure if it was tears or sweat.

Zhou Yiqing didn’t hesitate, continued handing him foam blocks, and told him where to place them.

When Yangyang bent down to pick up the foam blocks, sweat dripped just onto Zhou Yiqing’s hand.

It was the first time he saw his unruly little nephew working so hard and earnestly on something.

Originally, he wasn’t interested in this variety show, bringing Yangyang along because of summer break, worried he’d be a bother to his grandparents at home, so he simply packed him off to the mountains far away to experience life.

He didn’t expect Yangyang to learn anything here, as long as he could endure some hardship and suffering.

Then one day he accidentally clicked onto the live broadcast, and saw his little nephew, who never behaved well to eat properly or sleep, who never sat down to do his homework, sitting down obediently after scoffing his dinner, quietly writing homework for half an hour.

At that moment, he seriously looked at Jiang Lai.

A woman under dim lights didn’t seem special, but Yangyang just listened to her, even blindly followed her commands.

Since his father passed away and his mother remarried, he was never this obedient. The woman seems to always be able to soothe his emotions when he was about to lose his temper, deeply understand his needs, try to fulfill Yangyang’s almost impossible dreams, respect his thoughts, and protect his innocence.

After watching all the live broadcasts, Zhou Yiqing also saw the unique sparkle in Jiang Lai, no wonder Yangyang relied on her so much.

Joining the show wasn’t a spur of the moment; the company wasn’t busy, idleness leads to nothing, so he might as well come and relax.

Then relaxing didn’t feel much, in one afternoon he almost did a week’s worth of exercise.

But catching a glimpse of the tear-filled eyes of the troublesome nephew whom no one in the family could handle, this trip wasn’t for nothing.

So, Yangyang was crying, Jiang Lai was watching, and Zhou Yiqing was smiling, the family of three were on completely different channels.

In the end, it was Hengheng who first grabbed Mo Wanwan’s hand, mother and son embraced and cried up high, showing deep mother-son affection.

On the other side, Yangyang had already gotten the last piece of foam board, trembling all over, almost unable to speak. His eyes dared not look down, and it took every effort to get onto it and stand up to reach Jiang Lai’s hand.

Quickly, the two groups that hurried over surrounded below, Hengheng who completed the task didn’t leave, quietly cheering Yangyang on.

In the live chat, "Go Yangyang" swarmed the screen, everyone watched tensely as the boy with acrophobia took deep breaths repeatedly, motivated himself, then finally, decided to take the plunge and stand up to grab Jiang Lai’s hand, his foot suddenly slipped and he fell over uncontrollably.

Below, gasp after gasp arose, and where Yangyang fell stood Mo Wanwan, everyone looked, eyes watching helplessly as Mo Wanwan instinctively stepped back, even knocking over Hengheng behind, afraid Yangyang falling from height would crash into her.

Zhou Yiqing reacted first, turned around and rushed up, Yangyang squeezed his eyes shut holding his breath, with everyone panicking and unsure what to do, a black figure suddenly plummeted from high above, just before Yangyang hit the ground, holding him tightly.

"Bang—"

A muffled sound, everyone held their breath, stunned at the scene.

Without any protective measures, Jiang Lai directly unbuckled her safety clip and plunged from high up, holding Yangyang in her arms, her back crashing fiercely onto the foam cushion.

Yangyang curled up in a ball, a long time passed before cautiously raising his head, seeing Jiang Lai holding him in her arms, instantly burst into tears, hugged Jiang Lai’s neck and wailed loudly.

"Mom, mom don’t die!"

"Waa waa mom, don’t die, from now on I’ll listen to whatever you say."

"Mom, mom don’t die, mom, waa waa—"

Facing the camera, Yangyang cried heartbreakingly, later Yu Yan and Wang Xuan’er couldn’t resist red eyes wiping tears, Tangguo rushed up crying along, all the children cried together, each calling mom with breathless sobs, chaos filled the scene.

At this time, Jiang Lai still with eyes closed chuckled.

"Little rascal, you said it, from now on listen to whatever I say?"

Yangyang paused his cries, joyfully looked at Jiang Lai, sniffling, his face a mess from crying.

"Mom, you didn’t die, thank goodness you didn’t die!"

"Your mom is Sun Wukong, not that easy to die, alright stop crying, looks ugly."

The crew did prepare thoroughly, the foam cushion below was thick enough, had sufficient buffering strength to catch falling people.

Though feeling a bit dazed, that was Yangyang’s impact, after a while felt much better.

[Waa waa waa waa... Really crying hard, truly crying hard]

[Yangyang truly sees Jiang Lai as his mom]

[Next time don’t make such jokes, for innocent children they might really think you’ll be gone forever]

[Miss my mom, but she left me 10 years ago]

[Really without compare no harm, that step back from Mo Wanwan, was it serious?]

[Though stepping back is entirely natural, but watching is just unpleasant]

[What natural instinct, a step back is understandable, but two steps back?]

[Don’t morally hijack please?]

[If without foam cushion below, Mo Wanwan’s two steps back would cause what you know?]

[Normally people would step back, alright? Not even her son]

[A bunch of moral hijack dogs, if you were there guess you’d run even faster]

The bulletin was heatedly arguing, director hurried over to inquire the situation on site.

Zhou Yiqing helped Jiang Lai up, looking at the director with dissatisfaction.

"When designing such game rules, didn’t you consider if the child would be scared?"

The director felt a bit guilty under his gaze, all protective measures were set, who could’ve thought Jiang Lai would unlock the clip and jump down herself.

"Jiang Lai, are you okay or not?"

"I’m fine, it’s just five meters after all."

Just five meters.

But seeing Jiang Lai’s earlier performance, everyone believed, these five meters probably didn’t mean much to her.