My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 363 - 361: Fear of Heights

The coconut-picking location assigned by the production team wasn’t far from their hostel, but Qi Ming adhered to the mindset of "if they are going to mess with me, I definitely can’t let them off easy." Consequently, Wen Qiao stubbornly rode a small electric scooter for nearly an hour to reach the destination.

Wen Qiao and Qi Ming bickered non-stop, occasionally throwing out a few jokes, providing plenty of useful material while making themselves and others laugh incessantly. The staff found themselves unable to find a reason to urge them on.

But the patience of the driver, who was responsible for driving, had worn thin. By the end of the journey, his legs had gone numb.

"On the way back, you might as well walk and film," said the driver to the cameraman. "With their current speed, your two legs can definitely keep up."

Cameraman: "Do you believe that if I walk and film, Wen Qiao could ride that small electric scooter all the way up to the sky?"

Driver: "......"

Don’t say it.

It might just be possible.

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Standing in the coconut grove and looking up at the towering coconut trees, Wen Qiao felt a bit dizzy for a moment.

Qi Ming, glancing at the coconut-picking tools laid out beside him, was unsure how to begin: "How do you use this?"

The expert coconut picker, called by the production team, stepped forward and equipped Qi Ming with the tools in no time.

He looked up at the height of the coconut trees, then at Wen Qiao: "Maybe you shouldn’t go up. I’ll pick, and you catch them below."

The program’s plan was for them to pick six coconuts, three each. For someone from Hai City, who was very familiar with this task, picking six coconuts wasn’t a big deal.

But the two of them were complete novices in this regard. Forget about picking coconuts, climbing up there would be an achievement.

Wen Qiao shook her head. The sun was getting stronger, and it wouldn’t be easy to let Qi Ming do all the picking by himself.

Under the guidance of Uncle Coconut, she put on the coconut-picking gear.

She then began to climb the tree slowly, imitating Uncle Coconut’s technique.

Sunlight sifted through the leaves of the coconut trees, casting speckled shadows over Wen Qiao.

Looking at Uncle Coconut’s speed, and then at the slow pace of herself and Qi Ming, it seemed like a scene out of "The Tortoise and the Hare."

Perhaps due to a natural advantage men have, Qi Ming, though also a beginner, was much faster at climbing than Wen Qiao, leaving her as the sole "tortoise" in this race.

However, Wen Qiao never pushed herself too hard. After all, everyone has their specialty, and if a novice like her could pick coconuts in a minute, what would be left for Uncle Coconut and Qi Ming?

Wen Qiao climbed leisurely and, halfway up, she looked down to see how high she had climbed, and nearly passed out at the sight.

Mom!

It’s so high!

Help!

Her vision began to blur, and she really felt dizzy.

Qi Ming, finally having a moment of triumph, looked toward Wen Qiao, about to tease her, when he noticed her pale face.

?

What’s going on?

"Wen Qiao?"

He called out loudly to her.

Wen Qiao’s voice trembled as she responded with an "Ah".

"You’re not scared of heights, are you?"

Wuu wuu wuu.

Wen Qiao clung tightly to the trunk, her eyes tightly shut: "I didn’t know."

She never had a fear of heights when flying. frёeωebɳovel.com

Qi Ming: "...."

Looks like she was.