Ten diligent days: the fields are still

Qi Rong turned around and saw Yuan Lai, then put on a smile and hugged Yuan Lai in his arms.

"Lord Huaxuan, you look very bad." There were many doubts in Qingtian's big eyes.

Qi Rong looked at Qingtian and for the first time didn't give a perfunctory answer. Instead, he answered seriously, "Qingtian, there are too many things I can't say. But I know you are very happy here."

Qingtian looked up and said, "Master Huaxuan, I can feel that my body may not be as good as I thought. Now that I run a little faster, I feel a little out of breath. Do you know why?"

Qi Rong closed his eyes and said solemnly, "You have a congenital heart disease, maybe..."

"Is that so..." Qingtian lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then raised his head again and looked at Qi Rong, "Master Huaxuan, is there really such a place in this world?"

"If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it."

The two of them started playing dumb again. What was that place? According to what they said, was it really the same as her guess?

"So how much time do I have left?"

"About a month."

Qingtian suddenly became cheerful, "It's okay, it's okay. By then, I can accompany you to finish recording the show."

Yuan Lai wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.

Qi Rong carried Yuan Lai out and saw the messy roses in the yard and people busying around.

The brothers have been wrapping the flowers since this morning. The remaining 500 pots are almost finished.

"Look, I'll finish it for you in no time."

"We were surrounded by roses."

"You two are so slow. Look at me. I can make one pot in five seconds."

After three zeros, it started to roll up again.

"It's good to be young. I don't want to talk anymore." Gengyun slumped in the chair, still putting a net on the rose in his hand.

"Hey, how about we ask each other a death question? It's a multiple-choice question, and you have to answer it. You can't find any excuses to avoid it. If you can't answer it, you can just pack an extra pot."

Shaoxi suspected there was something fishy going on and said cautiously, "Ask me one question about multiple deaths and see how it works."

"Who among these ten people would you most like to fight?"

After listening to his second brother, Shaoxi answered without hesitation, "You. You, I tell you, doing this job now makes me really want to fight with you."

Gengyun came up and said, "You want to beat him now? I've wanted to kill both him and Zhang Yaoyuan, you know. They..."

"To be honest, I also..."

Yuan'er looked up nonchalantly, successfully making Shaoxi swallow the second half of the sentence.

The younger brother was imitating Haohao's working style, and he did it so vividly that he succeeded in irritating Haohao.

"Boss Hao, you won't fight for this?"

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong."

My younger brother is really brave enough to provoke others but not brave enough to admit it. Yet he keeps provoking others.

"Do you know what the first thing my second brother does when he wakes up? Brothers, let me tell you something. I have something urgent to inform you..."

Not satisfied with the tone his younger brother learned, Shaoxi even stood up and tried to imitate his second brother's movements.

Yuan'er's second brother, who was learning from him, looked just like him.

"Brother, come on."

The second brother doted on his younger brothers and personally demonstrated how he usually spoke. His hands were busier than his mouth. "Brothers, there's something. This is what we are like. I tell you, let's just do it this way and we'll be OK!"

It turns out that you have to do it in person, that charm really can’t be imitated.

Because the packaging materials were used up, the brothers had to take a temporary break and adjust themselves.

After dinner, everyone discussed the next live broadcast plan. There were still 3,000 pots of roses, and two live broadcasts, each with about 1,500 pots.

"I don't think I ever want to see roses again."

"It hurts."

"Second brother, it was really wise to back off halfway, otherwise I would have been completely wasted."

“How many more promotional videos do we need to shoot?”

"Brother Hao, let's get someone handsome next time. I want someone handsome."

"no problem."

At night, the replenishment of roses finally arrived, and everyone started packing the remaining roses.

My brother came out of the room in a hurry, "Why didn't you call me?"

"Brother, you are too tired. I want you to have a good rest."

My brother pouted, "Everyone is tired."

"Too."

The second brother coordinated everyone's work, returned to their original positions, and doubled the efficiency.

Yuan'er is already very familiar with the blue network and can sing and do it at the same time.

"That girl, in her early twenties, was leaning against the window frame and looking out. The world is what she heard it to be, and it is beautiful like a fantasy."

"I want to hear each of us sing this song in grease."

So, everyone started singing more and more outrageous tunes, all kinds of songs.

The bubbling sound of the second brother made everyone at the scene numb. On this track, there is really no one better than the second brother. You are worthy of being the second brother, with a greasy face and a showy heart.

Dun Dun listened with a smile without saying anything.

Yuan'er looked at her eldest brother and said, "Brother, is this tune within your comfort zone?"

"No." Dun Dun was quite honest.

The second brother spoke boldly, "Then why write so uncomfortably?"

"It will be boring if you sing this song in a soft voice," Dun Dun explained with a smile.

The devilish sound pierced his ears, and Yuan Lai wanted to cover his ears.

The little boy drove the shared yellow car to move the remaining roses in the yard and moved them to the side of the kitchen.

"The little boy is really amazing."

"Brother Tong is awesome!"

A thousand pots of roses were finally packed and everyone felt relieved.

"Second brother, I hope that after you leave Houdoumen, you can still meet brothers like the nine of us who are willing to play, laugh, make mistakes, and go crazy with you."

"I am grateful to have you all."

Xiao He stood up excitedly and couldn't help but take out his phone to record this exciting moment, "One thousand pots are wrapped!"

"Ahhhhhhh." The younger brother followed with a sharp explosion, "Finally finished wrapping! I never want to touch roses again."

Shaoxi directly exposed his fantasy, "There are still 3,000 pots in the greenhouse, they all need to be packed up, why don't you pack them up?"

The younger brother slapped him and said dissatisfiedly, "If it's not enough, I can only imagine it!"

Some of the brothers were fighting and making noises, while others were quiet and peaceful, and the scene was very harmonious.

Yuan Lai was also happy. These past two days, he had been working under great pressure, wrapping roses day and night.

Finally finished wrapping, time to relax.

The little boy picked out a few beautiful roses that his second brother had cut, wrapped them in newspaper and made a bouquet, and gave it to Sunny Day in the multi-purpose hall.

"Sunny day, this bouquet of roses is for you."

Yuan Lai was so moved that she almost cried. How could there be a man as romantic as Xiao Tong?

Would Qingtian, who was sleeping, regret not seeing this scene in person?

It was late at night, and Qi Rong showed no intention of leaving. Yuan Lai was puzzled. Usually, Qi Rong would have disappeared by this time, so why was he acting so abnormal today?

"Chairman, when are you free?"

"Mr. Qi, is there anything wrong?" Dun Dun and Qi Rong were standing in the yard, their voices getting lower and lower, and Yuan Lai didn't hear a word of what they said later.

What important matter are these two people discussing?