After becoming a villain, I stay away from the crazy male and female protagonists

"So, did the money we sponsored for the show all go into the director's pocket?"

The director said innocently, "Of course not! I'm using it for publicity! I still have to pay people! You really don't know how expensive fuel and food are..."

"Cut~"

"Let's go! Let's go pick corn cobs!"

"Finish the work quickly and rest early! Children, follow us!"

"Yeah~"

The children were quite happy, running around in the fields, pulling foxtail grass, picking wild flowers, and having fun all the way.

Jiang Hao held Qin Wanyan's hand and walked slowly along the country path, occasionally turning his head to talk and laugh.

"Hey, are you two here to pick corn cobs or go for an outing?"

Zheng Yingjun said sourly.

"You have to live with an appreciation for beauty! Today we're both breaking corn cobs and having a... picnic!"

Jiang Hao curled his lips.

"Picnic?"

"Shh!"

Jiang Hao made a gesture to keep quiet.

Zheng Yingjun quickly covered his mouth, leaving only his eyes rolling around.

"What are you talking about?"

Xiaoyu looked at them from behind with mysterious expressions and came over.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay, let's go break the sticks! Let's go!"

Zheng Yingjun happily pulled Xiaoyu and ran to the field.

Jiang Hao, Qin Wanyan and Murong Yu each took a basket.

As a man, Jiang Hao naturally became the physical strength member of the group and was responsible for carrying the bamboo baskets.

The three people's extremely high looks attracted the attention of the surrounding villagers. Originally, a group of villagers came to watch the filming next to the cornfield, and this time, when they saw the looks of Jiang Hao and the others, they were unable to walk.

"Every one of them looks like a movie star, especially that group. Are you sure they're not a family? They look alike!"

"I saw them right away. They looked like they were from a different world than us. They were so beautiful that they looked like they had stepped out of a painting."

Qin Wanyan shuttled between the corn stalks, smelling the fresh fragrance, feeling relaxed and happy.

"Honey, look at this corn silk, does it look like a little girl's hair?"

Qin Wanyan picked up a bunch of flowers casually.

"You know what, it looks like I got ombre curls!"

"Where? I want to see it too!"

Murong Yu also came forward to join in the fun.

"Wow! Really? I think it would look more like it if I had my hair braided!"

Qin Wanyan smiled, stretched out her hands, and deftly weaved the corn silk with both hands.

After a while, the corn silk seemed to transform into a graceful girl, and just looking at her back was enough to arouse endless imagination.

Jiang Hao bent down and picked some small wild flowers from the ground and dotted them on his hair woven from corn silk.

"Wow!" Murong Yu exclaimed sincerely, "It's really beautiful! I want to weave it too!"

Murong Yu also picked a corn silk that looked very good.

"If you braid corn silk this long, it will be so charming!"

Murong Yu was happily weaving it.

"Hey? How come your composition is different from my sister's?"

The more Murong Yu braided, the more he felt something was wrong. After braiding the corn silk over and over again, the originally dense silk became bald.

Finally, he asked Qin Wanyan for help with a sad face.

"Sister... I plucked it out... I clearly braided it according to your method..."

"Can your clumsy little hands compare with my wife's delicate hands?" Jiang Hao looked proud.

Murong Yu rolled his eyes.

It’s enough that you have a wife!

Qin Wanyan glared at him and said, "You've become successful now, and you're arguing with a child?"

As he said this, he picked another corn silk and taught Murong Yu step by step.

"Be careful when you pass through here, there are three branches!"

Under Qin Wanyan's careful guidance, Murong Yu didn't dare to breathe too much, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after successfully finishing the weaving.

"Phew! I did it!!!"

Murong Yu looked at the long curly hair swaying in the wind and liked it more and more.

"Great!" Qin Wanyan praised without hesitation.

"Wife, look at what I wrote!"

A uniquely shaped corn cob appeared in front of Qin Wanyan, which scared her.

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

"Pfft!" Murong Yu laughed at him, "Your story is so abstract, it's not even as good as mine!"

"I think it's pretty good! Don't you think so, honey?"