The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

The three of them worked together for a long time before they killed all the fish in the fishing box.

Nan Xi lay over the sink and vomited violently. After she had vomited everything in her stomach, she sat exhausted on the sofa, hugged herself, and cried softly.

Jiang Hexi and Yu Xiangwan passed by her without a word of comfort and went straight upstairs to take a shower.

In the live broadcast room, apart from Nan Xi's fans who felt sorry for her, the rest were all mocking her mercilessly.

[Cry, cry, cry. How can she have the nerve to cry? It makes it seem like Ximei and Wanwan bullied her, but the fact is clearly that she is the one who is slandering others.]

[If you meet such a scheming girl in real life, you are really unlucky. You didn't do any work at all, but she throws all the dirty water on you. ]

[I used to think that the beautiful, rich and pretty sisters were arrogant and pretentious, but now, in contrast to Nan Xi, the two sisters are very capable and can do anything, such as killing fish, feeding chickens and driving tractors. They are truly role models for women in the new era! ]

When the village chief was driving back with the four male guests, he met Uncle Ge on the way.

The two old friends met, exchanged greetings, and talked about their recent situation.

Uncle Ge was a straightforward person. As they were chatting, he started talking about killing fish in the morning, how the work was divided among the three people, and how Nan Xi couldn't bear it and burst into tears. He told it all to the village chief as if it were a joke.

After Uncle Ge patted his butt and left, everyone sitting in the carriage knew what had happened in the morning.

When Nan Xi heard the sound of an electric car coming from the yard, she sat on the sofa with her head in her hands, crying even more sadly.

Four people stood outside the door, reluctant to cross the threshold.

Yan Jie entered the door first. He walked quietly through the living room, took two steamed buns and a bowl of pickled vegetable porridge from the table, and returned to his room quietly.

Shen Yingyu and Xie Wanyi followed his example.

When the two of them passed by Nan Xi, they walked very fast, took their lunch and left.

Finally, Chu Yang was the only one left standing at the door. He was torn in two over whether or not to go forward to comfort Nan Xi, and was reluctant to move his leg.

After going through so many things, he finally saw Nan Xi's true face and disliked her from the bottom of his heart. However, his years of upbringing restrained him and he could not ignore other people's sadness.

After struggling for a long time, he let out a breath and finally figured it out.

Why should he worry about something that his brothers don’t care about?

He followed his brothers' example, tiptoed into the house, took some steamed buns and pickled vegetable porridge, and disappeared into the living room in a flash.

Nan Xi cried for a long time, but no one came to comfort her.

She gradually stopped crying, wiped her tears, raised her pitiful eyes from her elbows, and looked blankly at the empty living room.

Then I found that the lunch on the long table had been looted at some point.

[I know it's not very kind to laugh at this time, but I still can't help but shout to the sky hahahahahaha! ]

[God knows the shocked look in Nanxi's eyes when she looked at the dining table: Where's my lunch? Why didn't they even leave me a steamed bun?]

[The second generation of chaebols really don't pamper her at all. It's so satisfying. It's so satisfying! ]

[Xiao Baiyang has finally stopped being a pushover. Follow your brothers and study hard. You still have a lot of room for improvement.]

[This is the documentary variety show I should watch. It's not that whoever cries the loudest is right. The five chaebols have their own scales in their hearts. They have their own criteria for judging who is right and who is wrong.]

[There is no need for us to jump up and down in the live broadcast room to chase people away. Once the second generation takes action, Nanxi will no longer have any need to exist. ]

After the live broadcast at noon ended, Director Chen met with Nan Xi’s agent Tang Ying alone in a small dark room.

"You've seen the filming situation over the past few days. Nan Xi doesn't fit in with the six guests. She can't fit into the farming team."

"So, what does Director Chen want to tell me?"

"Give each other some dignity. I hope she will voluntarily withdraw from the filming of this variety show."

"impossible."

Tang Ying rejected him outright, "Nan Xi will not leave until she completes at least three episodes of the show. This is stipulated in the contract before she came."

Director Chen put out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up from his chair slowly, looked directly at the man in front of him and said:

"I gave her a chance before, but she didn't stop and continued to act up on the show, making it hard to watch the rest of the show. This time she has to leave."

"Director Chen, you should have a good talk with Mr. Liu from the main station about this."

Director Chen watched Tang Ying take out her cell phone and call Director Liu. He smiled with great contempt:

"I have plenty of ways to edit Nanxi into three episodes of the show."

Tang Ying hung up the phone abruptly and looked at Chen Lang sternly.

She didn't expect that such a stubborn man like him would dig such a hole and bury her alive!

The stipulations in the contract clearly stated that Nan Xi must appear in the three programs broadcast on satellite TV, but she must not participate in the recording of all three programs!

As long as he randomly cuts out some footage of memories, Nanxi won’t have to participate in any of the subsequent shows.

"Director Chen, since Nan Xi came here, do you know how much popularity she has added to this show?"

Tang Ying opened her bag and took out a stack of data sheets. Before she could hand them over, Director Chen reached out and stopped her:

"I don't need this kind of popularity. She has ruined a good farming program. If she wants to be famous, there are many ways for her to do so. There is no need to waste her time here."

Seeing how determined he was, Tang Ying threw the data sheet in her hand into the trash can. She said sarcastically:

"Director Chen, you are the only one in the world who is so aloof. Why are you shooting a variety show that is just to attract attention instead of making a good documentary?!"

"On the one hand, you are making a lot of money, but on the other hand, you are pretentious and say you don't want popularity. Then why do you stare at the backend data all day long?"

Chen Lang stood in the shadows, looking at her silently.

Tang Ying pointed at him and continued to mock him, "Don't tell me that the documentary you made has no market and no one has watched it for a long time, right?"

The door of the small dark room was pushed open, and the assistant director suddenly appeared at the door. He shouted:

"Tang Ying, get out of the director's office!"

"I really got it right."

Before Tang Ying left, she didn't forget to rub salt into his wounds:

"What kind of work documentary reality show? Tear off the documentary fig leaf. From the moment you decided to shoot this variety show, you can't go back, Chen Lang."

The assistant director looked over with a worried look on his face, "Director Chen, she is deliberately trying to piss you off. You can't believe what she says."

"I know what I'm doing."

Director Chen looked at him sharply and said, "You also know what you will do in the future. Instead of worrying about me, why not go and see if Nan Xi has left."

The assistant director nodded obediently, "I'll go over and take a look."

Director Chen waited until everyone left, then took a cigarette out of the box, struck a match and lit it.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette into his lungs, and the faint sparks illuminated a pair of eyes that were lonelier than the night.