Huang Lei and the others arrived at the mountainside. They did not expect the fruit to turn into watermelons and were instantly furious.
Li Bo then told Huang Lei and the others what Zhong Ming said, saying that they could pick the small watermelons.
This made Huang Lei and the others immediately stick their butts out in the watermelon field and start searching.
"Teacher He, have you found it?"
Huang Lei wiped the sweat off his forehead. He couldn't find a small watermelon in his watermelon field.
He randomly used his hands to shake these watermelons. The weight did not feel much different. They were considered lucky that these watermelons could grow like this.
"How unlucky. The watermelons in my watermelon field are not much different.”
He Jiong shook his head. The past half an hour felt more tiring than picking watermelons. His waist was a little sore.
He hadn't been in contact with these sports for the past few years. Usually, after recording, he would either go home and lie in bed or have dinner with his friends. He didn't exercise much. Now that he suddenly exercised like this, his body couldn't take it.
If he hadn't walked a few miles on the mountain road and exercised his body, He Jiong would probably have twisted his waist by now.
"Same here."
Reba, Zhang Zhifeng, and Peng Peng panted as they spoke.
They had searched twice, but they still could not find it. Logically speaking, it was impossible for all watermelons to be the same, especially wild watermelons like this.
"Hey, young man, what are you doing here?”
At this moment, an old farmer holding a hoe appeared near Huang Lei's group. He had been observing Huang Lei's group for some time.
Although this wild watermelon field was ownerless, the residents of the nearby villages would come over to pick the watermelons to eat.
Why did these people occupy the watermelon field for so long and not pick the watermelons? Looking left and right, are you trying to destroy the watermelon field?
"Hello, old man. We're from the program team of 'The Life You Aware of.' My name is Huang Lei. May I ask if you know where there are small watermelons in this watermelon field? These are all so big, it's not easy to bring them back!”
When Huang Lei saw the old farmer, it was as if he had seen his savior. They didn't know the situation of the watermelon field, but the old farmer knew.
"Oh, I know this show!"
The old farmer thought for a moment and suddenly thought of Zhong Ming, whom he had met yesterday, so he continued,
"Yesterday, I met a little guy called Zhong Ming. He's a director and asked me where I could pick fruits nearby.”
"Then, what about Little Watermelon?"
Huang Lei and the others looked at each other, feeling a bad premonition. As long as Zhong Ming appeared, nothing good would happen!
"Small watermelon? After I told him about this place yesterday, he brought a lot of people and picked all the small watermelons and gave them to the villagers nearby. Such a young man is rare. He's a good person!”
The old farmer gave a thumbs up and pointed at a staff member.
"I've seen him before. Yesterday, he followed Zhong Ming here to pick watermelons.”
Seeing the old farmer pointing at him, the staff member quickly covered his face and hid behind his colleague.
The staff nearby were all holding back their laughter, their faces turning red.
It seemed like Director Zhong didn't go to pick the white radishes yesterday. He went to the nearby area to take a stroll and was prepared to scam Huang Lei and the others?
"…Director Zhong is a good person? He even took all the small watermelons?! Zhong Ming was a good person? Good guy my ass…"
Huang Lei only wanted to shout at Director Zhong for being such a good person!
"I took it…"
He Jiong also had a look of doubt on his face, and his eyes were dull.
"Yeah, I asked him yesterday why he only picked the small watermelons. He even said that someone would come today. So the people he was talking about were you guys.”
The old farmer suddenly understood. No wonder so many people came today.
"Ahem…"
Huang Lei coughed a few times and almost choked on his own phlegm.
He Jiong patted Huang Lei's back repeatedly, then handed him a glass of water.
"Uncle, you're right. Our Director Zhong is indeed a good person!”
The corners of He Jiong's mouth twitched. When he said the word 'good', he clenched his teeth tightly.
"Director Zhong is a good person. Even a sow can climb a tree.”
"This old uncle's skill in finishing off the last hit is really strong. I'm about to die from laughing!”
" So Director Zhong had been planning to trick Teacher Huang and the others yesterday. Sigh, Teacher Huang and the others didn't feel wronged…"
"Teacher He's hypocritical appearance is really bright. I'm laughing so hard that my stomach hurts!”
The bullet comments were filled with laughter. They did not expect Zhong Ming to actually prepare the trick a day in advance.
"Hey, I forgot to put away my clothes. I'll go back first. You guys continue with your work!”
The old farmer saw that the atmosphere was a little off and immediately left.
"Teacher Huang, this, this…sigh…"
He Jiong supported Huang Lei with a gloomy expression. Did Zhong Ming say that he could pick a small watermelon or was it a pit? What else could Zhong Ming say that wasn't a trick?!
"Father Huang, Teacher He, don't be angry. At most, we'll just pick these big watermelons!”
Zhang Zhifeng was also supporting Huang Lei at this time. When she heard the old farmer say that Zhong Ming was a good person, to be honest, she was confused. With Zhong Ming's character, how could a good person be related to him?!
Especially after she knew that Zhong Ming had picked all the watermelons, she felt that her little universe was about to explode! He wished he could pluck a few more watermelons and smash them on Zhong Ming's head one by one so that he could trick them!
"Teacher Huang, pluck it first. At worst, we'll find a chance to get back at you!”
Reba said. If it wasn't for her small arms and legs, she would definitely have tortured Zhong Ming!
“……”
Peng Peng stood at the side, still in a daze. He looked at the watermelon by his feet in a daze. Who am I?
" Sigh, I'm not angry. I'm just thinking, what if this uncle was also arranged by Director Zhong…"
Huang Lei stopped halfway.
To be honest, he didn't want to think that way either, but with Zhong Ming's personality, this kind of thing could really happen.
"That's really possible…"
He Jiong, Reba, and Zhang Zhifeng felt their hair stand on end.
If Director Zhong had really predicted this, then what else could they do? He was simply being led around by Director Zhong!
"Teacher Huang, what are you guys talking about? I'm a little confused!"
Peng Peng looked at Huang Lei and the others and felt that his brain was not enough. Was he really too stupid? He couldn't help but suspect.
"It's nothing. Since you don't know, you don't have to think too much.”
Huang Lei glanced at Peng Peng. It was quite suitable for him to be on this show. If he couldn't see through Zhong Ming's tricks, he wouldn't have such aggrieved thoughts.
"Brother, just follow us.”
Zhang Zhifeng knew Peng Peng very well. If he had shown his horse and carriage, he might have been able to deal with them a few times. However, he clearly did not have the ability to recognize Zhong Ming's tricks.
"Eh, is that so?"
Peng Peng glanced at the staff in confusion. He felt that the staff were looking at him as if he was an idiot, but he didn't dare to ask.
"Pfft, why do I feel like Peng Peng knows that the staff is looking at him like he's an idiot?!”
"I don't know if it's luck or misfortune, but Peng Peng should be very happy.”
"Is this what it means to be a fool? I want to be like him."
The bullet screen immediately flooded the screen. In this battle of wits and courage program, this was the first time they had seen such a natural idiot.
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