Since Shen Yunchu was born, she has been a lady of the sky, not to mention facing the yellow earth with the sun in the summer, even if she goes out on weekdays, she is served by a bunch of entourages like the stars holding the moon.

She looked at the endless wasteland with a stiff movement, the north wind blowing, and the heart was cold.

Such a large piece of land, you want them to dispose of it in a day?

Shen Yunchu suddenly felt that Gu Jinwei was worthy of being a big businessman, and the ability of this unpredictable prophet was really superior, knowing that she would definitely starve, so he prepared so many snacks in advance.

Li Meimei has not started working or sweating like rain, although she is not as pampered as Shen Yunchu, but the children in the city are more or less idiots in life, she holds the sickle in both hands, and her expression is indescribable.

I'm afraid I can't sort it out in the Year of the Monkey.

On the side, Qin Ningan wore a hat and sun-protective clothing, and moved freely to the ground, not flustered at all, as if he was already familiar with this work.

"What are you two still doing in a daze?" Sun Ian looked at the two of them who were motionless and looked like mascots, and asked.

Shen Yunchu squatted down and began to pull out the grass like her predecessors, the sun was too strong and the ground was too hard, she finally succeeded in pulling out a grass with all her might.

At the moment when the weeds broke through the confinement of the land and were successfully pulled out, Shen Yunchu couldn't help but breed a sense of déjà vu that I had completely conquered this land, and excitedly showed off to Li Meimei next to him:

"I pulled it out."

Li Meimei also applauded the venue, "Sister Yunchu, you are so amazing." ”

Shen Yunchu faced Qin Ning'an next to him again, and continued: "Teacher Qin, I succeeded. ”

Qin Ningan smiled and nodded, "Yun Chu is very powerful. ”

Zhao Yan pushed his hat, looked at the few people who were like coaxing children, smacked his lips, and sneered: "I don't know what one by one is happy." ”

"Mr. Zhao, I think it's so interesting to pull weeds." Shen Yunchu showed off one by one, as if there was a kind of international award-winning actress who was not a weed, but a gold-rich actress.

Zhao Yan glanced at the girl who had gone around the field for a week and didn't forget to come to the front of him to brush the waves, this heartless appearance can always give people a feeling of can't help laughing.

"Well, that's amazing." Although his tone was a little perfunctory, he couldn't help but hook his lips.

The deliberately stiff face, but I couldn't hold back my laughter, fell on the camera, it was really a little funny.

Li Jin stared at the camera carefully, and with an idea in his mind, he specially instructed the editing team, "When the time comes, give Teacher Zhao a series of psychological activities: Don't come here, she's so cute, she can pull weeds, she's awesome!" ”

Editing Team: ......

Shen Yunchu felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and in less than an hour, a large area of wild grass had been cleared.

Not far away, the accompanying assistant Zhang Yang's brows never stretched, and he wanted to remind the program team several times that it was time for his wife to rest, but every time the words came to his mouth, he saw his wife excitedly circling the field with the pulled grass.

She doesn't seem tired.

Zhang Yang hesitated to report the situation to the president, everything was recorded in an orderly manner, there was nothing wrong, and there should be no need to deliberately report to the leader.

But the president gave thousands of instructions and explained everything in detail.

Li Jin opened the teacup, and as soon as he took a sip, the light in front of him was slightly blocked by a figure, and he subconsciously raised his head and looked at each other.

Zhang Yang didn't speak, just looked at the teacup in the other party's hand like a torch.

Director Li Jin felt pressured, where did he dare to drink tea at this moment, stood up stiffly, and squeezed and laughed extremely hard.

Zhang Yang still smiled professionally and said, "Director Li's tea looks pretty good." ”

Li Jin smiled weakly, "It's just some ordinary green tea, is Mr. Zhang thirsty?" I'll ask the logistics side to prepare a little bit for you. ”

Zhang Yang turned his head to look at the lady who was wearing the sun and weeding, and said, "Miss Yunchu should be thirsty." ”

Li Jin nodded like pounding garlic, "It's time to rest, I'll let the guests rest immediately, the sun is too strong, you have to pay attention to the heatstroke." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Yang finished his confession and left the director team.

Li Jin wiped the sweat from his forehead, took the walkie-talkie and began to order: "Everyone rest for half an hour first, and prepare some cold drinks here, so that everyone can relieve the heat." ”

Shen Yunchu stopped and found that she had exercised too much, her muscles were sore, and she lay on the chair tiredly, not wanting to work hard at all.

She came to the entertainment industry to have fun, not to participate in Metamorphosis to play hard and lazy.

"Sister Yunchu, do you want watermelon juice?" Li Meimei looked at the motionless figure covering her head and gently poked her arm.

Shen Yunchu was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers, and refused: "I'm not thirsty, thank you." ”

Li Meimei didn't disturb her rest, she sat quietly on the side, she looked at the remaining half of the wasteland, and she was a little stunned.

This is just the first step to be tired and half-dead, and then you have to dig the soil, but also to plant, but also to fertilize and water, no wonder the predecessors who participated in the previous issues have kindly reminded themselves that here, as long as you complete the task, keep you sleeping and eating.

I'm tired.

"Sister Yun Chu, look at what's going on?" Li Meimei suddenly grabbed Shen Yunchu's arm.

Shen Yunchu took off the hat on his head and looked in the direction she was pointing with a frown.

A third of the wasteland that was left was cleared in the blink of an eye.