After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Si Chenli: Will You Take Responsibility If You Hurt Me?

Sang Qiao slowly walked back to her spot, clutching the piece of paper in her hand, epitomizing despair.

She turned her head to look at the man beside her and tentatively spoke, “How about I make up a story later, and you pretend to cry a few tears, so we can just muddle through the task?”

“Hmm, let’s give it a try,” Si Chenli chuckled lightly, not directly dismissing her but gently watching her as she racked her brain.

“Okay.” Sang Qiao was already recalling every touching story she had seen, determined to somehow make him cry today.

Next up was Liang Mengyun’s turn to draw a paper. Their task was to clean the pigsty, soothe the pigs, and keep them from making noise, so as not to disturb the villagers’ rest.

“This is outrageous, guys. Are they serious about making Sang Emperor and Sister Meng Yun clean a pigsty?”

“The production team must be poisoned? The previous tasks were abnormal enough, but seeing this, I finally understand what it means to see a witch doctor.”

“Sis, I’m beginning to suspect the director holds a grudge against Sang Emperor; it must be deliberate, right?”

“Sang Emperor, I’m sorry, I…” Liang Mengyun held the paper, looking guilty, wishing she had drawn earlier.

“It’s fine.” Sang Shen didn’t even look at her, just responded as if the task hadn’t affected him at all.

He indeed didn’t care about the task. He was more concerned about Sang Qiao, even thinking of a plan to help them complete their task when he saw what Sang Qiao had drawn.

He would put on a sack to make Si Chenli cry and help them succeed.

“There’s one last paper, Sang Jiao, Yao Hui, you take it,” the director offered the last paper with a smile that was far from benign.

“Alright.” Sang Jiao bravely took it, almost dying of exasperation when she read it.

It said: “Collectively slaughter chickens and ducks for the villagers, find tools by yourself, no buying or borrowing allowed.”

Yao Hui had originally thought any task would be the same, but after reading the paper, his face turned pale, “What the heck? They can’t seriously expect us to strangle the chickens and ducks with our hands?”

“Hahahaha, I’m dying of laughter. Strangling chickens and ducks by hand, then how will they pluck and gut them? Can the chickens and ducks cleaned this way even be hygienic?”

“Why not let the chickens and ducks kill each other?”

“Sis, isn’t that a bit too cruel upstairs? Maybe picking up a stone from the road or finding a tree branch would be better.”

“Am I the only one curious whether the chickens and ducks are alive or dead?”

“I hope all the guests can complete their tasks soon. I’ll wait for you here,” the director said, completely oblivious to the inappropriateness of the tasks, still wearing that infuriating smile.

The five guest pairs started following a staff member each to leave.

As Sang Shen and Liang Mengyun rushed to the pigsty, seeing the staff member wasn’t paying attention, Sang Shen planned to run back and help Qiaoqiao complete her task.

However, the moment he turned, he directly bumped into the camera operator’s corpulent body.

“Ah…”

They both exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

This also caught the attention of the guide, “Sang Emperor, where are you trying to go?”

“Just got distracted, took a wrong path, let’s keep moving forward.” Sang Shen naturally couldn’t tell him he was planning to help Qiaoqiao with her task, so he had to continue following the staff member.

Now the staff member, cautious not to simply lead the way anymore, kept looking back at Sang Emperor, afraid he would run away, “Alright.”

“Help, did I see it right, Sang Emperor was trying to escape?”

“hhhhhh I’m speechless, nowadays even big stars think about fleeing from cleaning a pigsty, that’s hardly professional.”

When they arrived at a site reeking to high heavens, housing about a dozen pigs, the ground was even more damp and vaguely yellow.

The staff somehow brought over two buckets and two brooms and placed them beside them, “Please go ahead.”

Sang Shen stared at the pigsty, his eyebrows tightly knotted, “Isn’t there a hose? The kind that you stand outside and rinse with.”

“Nope, the flow of the hose is too weak to clean thoroughly, and too strong it might cause the pigs to run amok, making noises that disturb the villagers, so brooms and buckets are the most suitable tools.”

The expression on the staff’s face was extremely gentle, but the words spoken were quite unappealing.

“Sang Emperor, you go fetch the water, I’ll clean.” Although Liang Mengyun was also suffocated by the stench, she still stepped forward.

“Alright, it’s settled then.” Sang Shen nodded, picked up the two buckets, and left.

The staff members didn’t care about their division of labor, as the show crew didn’t have specific requirements.

Sang Shen fetched water very quickly, but Liang Mengyun’s cleaning pace was worrisome. She stood in the pigsty, carefully sweeping the ground when suddenly a pig shook its head and splashed feed mixed with water on her skirt.

She stiffened completely, not daring to look down.

“Forget it, I’ll help you.” Seeing her cleaning at a snail’s pace, Sang Shen simply took off his shoes, rolled up his pant legs, and stepped down to clean together.

The expression on his face was twisted, much like an old man squinting at his phone on the subway.

His foot slipped the moment he stepped into the pigsty due to the damp, slippery ground, and he fell backward, landing on his back, splashing water everywhere.

Liang Mengyun, standing beside him, also got splashed, covered in the stench of pig manure, freezing her in place.

[HAHAHAHA Sang Emperor is going to kill me laughing.]

[Sorry, Sang Emperor no longer holds the image of a heroic, handsome, and aloof figure in my mind. Whenever I mention my idol now, the first thing that comes to mind is him lying in the pigsty, becoming one with the pigs.]

[You guys are terrible!]

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Sang Qiao and her group arrived at a quiet place, and Sang Qiao recited an emotional story she had found.

A wife donating a kidney to her husband.

In a near starvation situation, they split a single bun in half.

As she finished these, Si Chenli clearly wasn’t moved and even slightly raised an eyebrow.

“That’s not reasonable, the husband still has one functioning kidney, there’s no need for the wife’s.”

“Splitting a bun in half when close to starving is only fair, nothing particularly touching. If it were me, I’d give her the whole bun.”

Sang Qiao: “…”

She scratched her hair and gradually began losing patience, “Well then, let’s just go back and forfeit.”

“Not going to try anymore?” The man reached out and held her slender wrist, his voice deep, finding it amusing seeing her energetically narrate some meaningless stories.

“Do you really cry? I remember rumors you’ve never cried.” Sang Qiao’s eyes, clear-cut in black and white, stared straight at him.

Si Chenli’s thin lips slightly curved into a faint smile, his gaze intense, “Very curious?” @@novelbin@@

“I think you probably would, who isn’t afraid of pain? Shall I beat you up?”

Sang Qiao was serious, though the latter part was a joke, she wasn’t insane enough for the mission to this extent!

“Would you take responsibility if you injured me?” Si Chenli’s eyes smiled, his fine nose looking particularly good, with a few strands of imperceptible doting hidden in his eyes.