The longed-for village system

Chapter 62 Pouring Cold Water

Zhang Zifeng glanced at the table that had been wiped clean, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded in response, "Then I'll leave it to Brother Chen and Sister Qinqin. I'll go wash up first."

My younger sister is preparing for the college entrance examination this year, and she has to get up early to study in the morning. So when it's time, everyone will signal to her that she can rest, otherwise, knowing her personality, she will definitely stay up all night with them.

Zhang Zifeng understood their intentions and was very grateful for their care; indeed, family is different.

Seeing her younger sister enter the room, Li Qin'er recalled her miserable days of taking the college entrance examination and couldn't help but sigh, "Three years of college entrance examination and five years of mock exams, it really wasn't easy."

"The road to success is never easy, but compared to other paths, the college entrance examination is the easiest one."

Before entering society, Chen Qing also thought that the three years of high school were the most difficult time, especially the final sprint stage of high school, which was even more miserable. But after entering society, he found that life was truly unbearable.

In school, you only need to focus on your studies. But once you enter society, you encounter deceit and treachery between people, and you need to be tactful in your dealings with others. The burdens and responsibilities on your shoulders increase daily, and that's when you realize that studying really isn't so hard.

Chen Qing's words startled Li Qin'er, who then nodded in agreement, "That's true. No one succeeds easily. Compared to other paths, studying is definitely the easiest one."

It's even harder to succeed in their circle, especially for girls like them. The capitalists' faces can be disgusting and make you want to vomit sometimes. All they can do is protect themselves and not offend them.

I consider myself lucky. After being secretly trained by the state, I was chosen by director Li Shaohong to film "Dream of the Red Chamber," which gave me a good starting point. In addition, the directors I worked with afterward were all well-known and I didn't encounter much difficulty.

Even so, she was subtly and overtly hinted at by several investors, but she cleverly rejected them all.

"Enough with these thoughts, let's get on with the dishes!"

The two of them washed the dishes side by side without saying a word, but the scene was quite beautiful. The VJ also wisely focused the camera on the two of them.

The live stream chat exploded with comments upon seeing this.

"Wow! I thought the landlord and Goddess Xiao Gu looked like a couple, but I didn't expect him to look like Goddess Qin Qin too! This scene is just too beautiful!"

"They look just like a young couple washing dishes together after dinner. Goddess Xiao Gu is in danger."

"Want some peanuts or melon seeds? Let's watch the epic drama of two goddesses vying for a man."

Meanwhile, in a hotel room, Zhao Xiaogu stared at the live stream on her laptop with a murderous look on her face. "What a sister!" she thought. "She's already poaching my boyfriend the moment I left. And all men are such jerks, clinging to any pretty girl they see. Don't they know how to keep their distance?"

"Idiot, big idiot." Zhao Xiaogu squeezed the pillow in her hands and threatened, "If it weren't for Little Snowball, I definitely wouldn't talk to you anymore."

Fortunately, although the scene was beautiful, the two people didn't talk to each other afterwards, which relieved her. However, this incident also served as a reminder to her.

Qinqin wouldn't really steal her boyfriend, but other women might be different. Apart from being a little average-looking, this man is quite outstanding in every other way.

Although his assets are not much now, talent is money. Once those songs are released online and charged for, he will soon become a middle-class millionaire. Becoming a billionaire is not too difficult.

It seems I need to find a way to get a man to confess his feelings to her. Only by establishing a relationship can she legitimately stop those glamorous women.

After washing the dishes and putting them in the cupboard, the two of them each took a bottle of milk and came out of the house. Seeing that Teacher He and the others had not returned yet, they sat in the shed and stared blankly.

Li Qin'er wasn't the type to be very outgoing or find topics to chat about. Besides, she hadn't known Chen Qing for very long. If it weren't for Zhao Xiaogu, she wouldn't have been so eager to communicate with Chen Qing.

Seeing Chen Qing sitting there in a daze, I naturally let my mind wander as well. Fortunately, it didn't take long. The rubber-collecting team carried two buckets of rubber back to their house, which relieved Old Wang backstage.

"We're back!" Pengpeng boasted to the two as soon as he entered the house. "Look, Brother Chen, we can have a big meal tomorrow."

Seeing Peng Peng's excited and joyful face, Chen Qing was too embarrassed to tell them the specific price. Although two barrels of rubber seemed like a lot, it wasn't really worth much. After settling, it would sell for at most fifty yuan, which wouldn't even be enough for them to have a boxed lunch, let alone a big meal.

Peng Peng was still dreaming about tomorrow's feast, but the cunning Teacher Huang noticed the smile on Chen Qing's face, which was clearly meaningful.

"What's wrong? These two buckets should be worth 200 yuan, right?"

"Teacher Huang, you're overthinking it. You're also overestimating the generosity of the production team. Don't you know what kind of people they are after you've filmed for several seasons? These two buckets are worth at most 50 yuan, not even enough for a boxed lunch for each person."

Chen Qing's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, shattering everyone's high hopes for a big meal. It turned out that after working hard for most of the day, they had only earned 50 yuan, not even enough to cover the cost of their boxed lunches.

(End of this chapter)