Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 182 - Director Sun Still Knows How to Stir Things Up

Chapter 182 -182 Director Sun Still Knows How to Stir Things Up

At this moment, Qi Tianyu, who had just arrived in the Capital, couldn’t wait to turn on his phone and start the live broadcast as soon as he got off the plane.

As soon as he entered, he saw his buddies gathered in the courtyard of the log cabin, where the atmosphere was slightly off.

Opening the barrage of comments for a closer look, he was even more astounded.

After understanding the whole story, Qi Tianyu’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Initially, he was biased against Jiang Li, completely under the mistaken impression that she had bullied Su Yinwan.

But now that the police had issued a notice, it turned out Su Yinwan was the instigator of the entire incident, and he, had been unjustly making life difficult for a truly good person.

Thinking of how Jiang Li had taken care of him these past few days, Qi Tianyu felt even worse. He hurriedly followed Jiang Li’s Weibo and casually placed an order for a large batch of merchandise she endorsed.

From now on, he would dominate her live broadcast room daily to atone for his sins.

As for Su Yinwan…

Looking at the woman on the screen, beautiful but clearly panicking, Qi Tianyu fell into silence.

–

Su Yinwan couldn’t help but panic.

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Jiang Li’s attitude was entirely unexpected, rendering all her prepared lines useless.

At this point, any further attempt at a pity play would seem contrived.

No choice, she could only hastily mumble “I’m sorry” before beating a hasty retreat.

Seeing her leave, Wen Jiaojiao then stepped forward with the gift box, looking at her retreating figure and snorted.

“I thought she was sincerely here to make amends, but I didn’t expect this,” she said and then looked at Jiang Li, “But Lili, if you were innocent in the online incident before, why didn’t you come forward to clarify?”

Jiang Li stood up with a book in hand and smoothed out her clothes, replying indifferently, “At the time, someone with ulterior motives was controlling the situation. No matter how I clarified, I would have been smeared, so why bother?”

Her tone was so light and detached, she truly didn’t seem to care about such things.

Wen Jiaojiao gave her an admiring thumbs up.

Being vilified like that and still staying calm, probably she was the only woman in the world who could do it.

Su Yinwan left, and Shang Shaojing also followed close behind with his luggage.

The once noisy courtyard finally regained its silence upon their departure.

The guests who knew they had to regather to work in an hour complained while hurrying back to their own base camps for a lunch break.

The sky started to drizzle again, worsening Su Yinwan’s already sour mood.

Luckily, Shang Shaojing comforted her a bit.

“Those people don’t understand your intentions, don’t take them to heart, it’s just a show.”

Su Yinwan managed a strained smile, “Thank you, Brother Shaojing; I’m alright, maybe it’s my problem. Let’s hurry and find a place to stay before it rains harder.”

“Okay.”

Compared to the other guests’ untimely arrivals, the two of them found somewhere to stay in less than half an hour.

Shang Shaojing took shelter in an old lady’s house, while Su Yinwan stayed with the village chief.

Soon enough, her fans were rallying again online to vindicate her.

[Wow, wow, wow, Sister actually stayed at the village chief’s house, that’s so amazing!]

[Ha, Jiang Li was even kicked out before, what does that tell you, there’s a problem with someone’s character, while our Wenwen has good character.]

[The village chief’s house is big, isn’t it more comfortable than that little log cabin?]

Seeing the two guests settle in smoothly, Director Sun was also somewhat surprised.

When Jiang Li moved out of the village chief’s house, he’d wondered.

The village chief’s family seemed quite amiable, so why would they suddenly kick out Jiang Li, who had saved their child?

He had originally thought they had their reasons.

But Wen Jiaojiao had never thought she’d end up staying there.

Strange.

Truly strange.

The assistant nearby also craned their neck.

“But Director,” the assistant said, “are you really going to let them keep Su Yinwan’s gifts? Even though those items belong to her personally, didn’t we set a rule earlier that the guests are not allowed to keep anything with a value exceeding US$ 100?”

Director Sun took a sip of the tea in front of him and revealed a malicious smile.

“Who said I was going to let them keep it? Accepting a gift is one thing, but being able to keep it is another matter entirely.”

Assistant: ?

–

At four-thirty in the afternoon, the music sounded on time outside the six rooms.

This time, it wasn’t the loud folk music, but a brainwashing, catchy tune that played.

Several people arrived at the trial field with aggrieved looks in their eyes.

The sky remained overcast, with light drizzle floating down.

Fortunately, this time the director’s team was more thoughtful, distributing a raincoat to each person.

Director Sun, having woken up refreshed, took the megaphone from his boss chair.

“I’m very pleased, everyone. You’ve been punctual again this time, especially the two new flying guests who didn’t arrive late. Keep up the good work in the future.”

“It’s not about punctuality, Director Sun,” Wen Jiaojiao said, lifting her hat’s brim. “With such bad weather, are we still going to continue farming? We’ve sown the seeds and built the greenhouses, what else is there to do?”

“Ah, comrade Wen Jiaojiao has raised a very good question. The seeds are sown, the weeds are cleared, and the water is drained, so now we’ve come to the most crucial step in farming—”

“Fertilizing!”

As Director Sun stood up, the line of production crew behind him dispersed as well.

Laid out before everyone was a newly cleared wasteland.

The land was fenced in by all manners of strange enclosures, and even local villagers stood on both sides watching.

This scene was rare.

While villagers had watched them farm before, it was the first time such a large group had assembled.

Jiang Yan instantly had a bad feeling.

“Director Sun, what’s this about? Please don’t tell me we have to plant another field,” he said.

Director Sun waved his hand, “How could that be? Would I be so exploitative? It’s just that with the rain and everyone feeling a bit down, I’ve prepared a game.”

“The game is simple. Before you are four barrels of water. You need to group up and transport the water to the opposite side. The group that transports the most water will get the highest-quality fertilizer. The others will get something of lesser quality, and the last place will get no fertilizer.”

He Yun scanned her surroundings before raising a question, “But Director, we have seven people, how do we group up?”

“Exactly,” Su Yinwan echoed. “Doesn’t this mean one person will end up alone?”

Director Sun didn’t deny it, “Indeed, one will be left out. It all depends on who’s that unlucky.”

Everyone: !

Audience: !

[Dying of laughter, after all this time, Director Sun still knows how to stir things up.]

[So this is a team game, huh? Looks really fun. We’ve always seen them working hard, but rarely playing any games.]

[Go Wenwen, go! Mom wants to see you take first place!]

The grouping method was very straightforward. The production crew had prepared a lottery box early on, and drawing balls of the same color would put you in a group.

Whoever drew the black ball would end up in a group on their own.

Before this, however, Su Yinwan had already gotten in touch with a crew member assigned to this program and shared her requests with them.

So, when it came time to draw lots, she effortlessly drew a ball of the same color as Jiang Yan.