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On the other side, the work in the cornfield is gradually coming to an end.

"I just went back to deliver some corn, and by visual inspection we should have almost picked it. If everyone works harder, we will definitely be able to complete the task before dinner!"

Zhou Sheng got off the borrowed tricycle with a smile on his face and encouraged a few people who were sweating in the fields.

When Yu Xin heard this, her whole body was suddenly filled with energy again, and she almost shed tears of excitement.

"Finally, we are almost done picking corn. I never want to eat corn again in my life!"

Even Fang Wei on the side raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her already red face: "Finally we can see the light of day."

"Work harder!"

Zhou Sheng got into the ground again. After picking corn, everyone would step down the corn stalks with their feet. At first, it was still a lush corn field, but after several days of hard work by the guests, it was now nearly a quarter.

A cornfield was trampled down.

The four people were not comfortable filming. Even though they were wearing hats, sweat was still dripping down. They had to use both hands to hold the camera to prevent the lens from shaking, so they had no time to wipe it off.

The sun is gradually turning westward, the temperature has dropped, and a cool breeze has blown by, blowing away the heat from people's bodies, but bringing a sense of fatigue.

When Yu Xin straightened up again while holding on to her sore waist, she was surprised to find that her back had turned into a whole piece of trampled corn stalks.

Her eyes lit up, and she no longer cared about her physical discomfort, so she started shouting excitedly: "Look, we've almost finished picking this cornfield!"

With the help of the two directors of the amusement program team, today's work process was the fastest in history, and the changes brought about were naturally surprising.

After Yu Xin's reminder, several other people looked up and almost shed tears of excitement when they saw the large harvest behind them.

"I have picked so many without even realizing it!" Fang Wei said with a smile.

"What a sense of accomplishment." Zhou Chang exhaled a long breath. Although his whole body was sore, he still raised the corners of his lips while looking at this scene.

On the other side, the two program directors who were not taken care of by the cameras had already shed tears of excitement, holding each other's hands and crying silently.

They are paid as directors and directors, but they do the same dirty work as paid guests. They are the ones who are truly suffering and cannot speak out.

At this moment, Su Wanning stood at the back door of the yard, put her hands to her mouth to make a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly in the direction of the cornfield: "Go home for dinner!"

Several people who heard the sound in the field breathed a sigh of relief and went home carrying their already filled bamboo baskets.

After being exhausted, a few people opened the back door and went in. However, they were not in a hurry to relax, but went straight to the backyard where the corn was piled.

At this moment, the large open space was already filled with corn, which was their harvest in the past few days.

Fang Wei on the side couldn't open her mouth in surprise: "We actually picked so many, isn't it true?"

Even Yu Xin couldn't believe it: "Yes, with so much corn, my small bamboo basket can probably hold hundreds of baskets, right?"

Zhou Sheng, who was next to him, laughed: "Have you forgotten? Xiao Ning has borrowed a car for us a long time ago, and I brought a total of three carts of corn back today."

Director Huang on the side held his already sore waist and waved his hand: "Fortunately, I'm just here to be a guest. Otherwise, if I work all day long, I'm afraid my life will end here."

Su Wanning, who happened to be walking in this direction at this time, heard this and joked with a smile: "That won't work. By then, won't our country's film and television industry have lost a shining superstar?"

Everyone burst into laughter. The harvest after their labor made everyone feel extremely relaxed, and they smiled freely at the camera.

I don't know who was the first to exclaim, and then everyone's eyes turned to the sky not far away.

At this time, the night was low and half of the sun had set, leaving only the remaining half still emitting an orange-yellow light.

However, this tireless luminous body seems to be trying its best to give light to the earth before leaving, spreading its own light and heat wantonly.

Large tracts of orange dyed the sky red, and also dyed the clouds. The fire clouds seemed to be dyed on the sky with a paintbrush. The brushwork was wild and wanton, and even the wind blowing gave people a sense of freedom.

At this moment, no one was talking, and they all watched this scene quietly.

People in the city rarely stop to watch the sunset, and such beautiful scenery is rarely seen on streets lined with high-rise buildings.

When people stand on the ground and look down at the sky, they will only feel that they are a small existence in this world. The mountains and sky in front of them are all shocking.

The camera is also very good at capturing, taking pictures of the backs or side faces of several people after rebirth, using large tracts of beautiful scenery as a backdrop.

【It’s so beautiful here!】

【So beautiful, this is a sunset scene that has only appeared in my dreams.】

[I went on a trip before, and the sunsets I saw at the beach were so beautiful, but I rarely saw them after I returned home.]

[How can there be such beautiful scenery in the city? I suddenly thought it would be nice to plant corn in the village. 】

【This program slowly brings me a very slow feeling, but it also makes people happy. 】

[Slow live variety show can make people calm down and watch it for a whole day without even realizing it. 】

[Although they all do very simple things, such as planting and harvesting, cooking and eating, they seem to let me appreciate the true meaning of life.]

The barrage went by in a row, and the number of people in the live broadcast room was also increasing. Every audience member watched this beautiful scenery together with the guests on the scene.

After everyone had taken a shower and came out, everyone gathered together in the pavilion in the small courtyard.

The sky was getting dark, but the program team lit up the lights, and a few people bought lanterns around the pavilion, so the atmosphere was pretty good.

There is a very large long table in the pavilion, enough to accommodate more than a dozen people dining at the same time. Originally, there were only a few water glasses and a small vase made by Su Wanning with light bulbs on the table, with unknown wild flowers randomly picked up from the roadside inserted in it.

But as one dish after another was placed on the table, the large table that seemed empty at first gradually became crowded.

Boiled fish, spicy chicken, braised pork, grilled fish...the dishes are all delicious, delicious and served in large containers. The scene on the table is very shocking.

Even the rice is cooked on a wood-burning stove, and the whole pot is served on the table. The white, crystal-clear and plump rice grains are steaming hot, and are dotted with a few lavender flowers.

The aroma of rice mixed with the spicy and salty taste spread throughout the courtyard, and even the photographer behind the camera could not help but swallow his saliva several times.
Chapter completed!