Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!

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LjChapter 102 The production team can’t take a joke!

When the camera cut back in, the three of them had already returned to the log cabin.

Jiang Yan’s body was mostly dried by the wind, and all along the way, he walked with an extremely awkward and uncomfortable posture.

Not only did he attract the strange glances of the villagers, but he also successfully made the tens of thousands of viewers in the live stream laugh out loud.

As expected, he topped the trending searches again.

Photos of him crawling out of the mud spread instantly across all major media, paired with a catchy bgm, it was thoroughly enlightening and consciousness-raising.

But on the other hand, what about Zhao Lang?

Equally mud-covered from crawling out of the mire, yet with a different air of calm composure and ease.

Jiang Yan’s teeth itched with jealousy.

How could a bumpkin be more handsome and have more charm than him?!

After entering the courtyard, Jiang Yan was frantically looking for a place to bathe, as he needed to restore his good looks to prove his capabilities.

But Zhao Lang shattered his beautiful illusion with a casual remark.

“We don’t have a shower room.”

Jiang Yan: ?

“Who are you kidding? How do you bathe without a shower room?”

Zhao Lang said indifferently, “The bathroom we built before collapsed a few months ago due to strong winds. Our family is quite poor; we can’t afford a new water heater just yet. Plus, with the weather being hot recently, my dad and I can bathe using the well water, so we didn’t prioritize rebuilding the shower. Your arrival was unexpected.”

Jiang Yan fell silent.

Not out of pity for his situation.

But in shock, how could he so casually admit to his poverty and speak the word with such poise?!

However, the bullet comments were different.

They were uniformly filled with sympathy for Daniu.

In their eyes, the son of the kind-hearted Uncle Zhao was naturally kind-hearted, pure, and honest.

He didn’t need to do anything, he just had to stand there, and people could imagine his pitiful experience, invoking feelings of “the rope always breaks at the thinnest part.”

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, “So, we’ll all be using well water to bathe for the next few days?”

He thought the cold water from the night before was only temporary.

Turns out it became his fate.

So Jiang Yan began to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with teary eyes.

[I’m dying of laughter, the young master is at it again.]

[The young master’s acting is on point, tears come whenever he says.]

[Jiang Yan is so pretentious, everyone else can wash with well water, but he can’t? I always knew those Jiangs were no good!]

[I’m genuinely worried about Jiang Yan’s future life; this transformation doesn’t seem to be very useful to him, I suggest Director Sun be even more ruthless!]

Zhao Lang had already gone to the well to fetch water.

Jiang Li tactfully returned to his own room, leaving the space to the two men.

What followed was not suitable for children.

The cameraman turned off the video without expression, causing a wave of dissatisfaction in the live stream.

But fortunately, the audio wasn’t turned off, so the tens of thousands of netizens heard every sound Jiang Yan made during his bath.

“Ah… damn, why is this water so cold?!”

“Hiss, hiss, damn it!”

“Hey, Zhao, aren’t you cold?”

“Hiss— your abs… how did you get them? From farm work? How come they look better than the ones I got from a personal trainer?”

Zhao Lang: “……”

Gradually, there was no more movement in the frame, and when the camera came back to life, in the courtyard, only Jiang Yan was left, dressed in the same clothes he had worn when he first arrived at the village, fussing with his hair by the well.

“””I won’t say who just had a nosebleed.”””

“””Production crew! You’re really bad at this! If you dared, you should have turned the camera on then!”””

“””But you know, listening to the voices and all… it’s even more thrilling…..”””

“””Help, I’m starting to ship the young master with Daniu, the story of a dominant city boy falling for the country bumpkin who’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing!”””

“””Sister, here’s the pen, you write it!”””

It wasn’t until after his shower that Jiang Yan saw he was sporting several colorful bruises.

Not only were his arms and knees covered in bruises and scrapes, but even his chin had been cut, which scared him into frantically banging on Jiang Li’s door.

“Jiang Li, open the door quick, your brother’s face is ruined!!!” he cried.

After banging more than a dozen times, the door finally opened, and Jiang Li’s exquisite but clearly displeased face appeared.

Jiang Yan thrust his chin in front of her, “See this? I’m disfigured. Hurry up and apply some ointment, I saw you brought some!”

Jiang Li nodded slightly, “I do see it, if we don’t apply medicine now, the wound might heal on its own.”

Jiang Yan: “…..”

“Can you be serious?! My face is very important! I’ve got to make a living with this face for the rest of my life!”

Jiang Li glanced at him indifferently, “All I know is that you didn’t complete your task this afternoon, so you really aren’t getting dinner tonight.”

Seeing that playing the good guy wasn’t working, Jiang Yan shifted tactics and clung to her arm.

“Lili, my dear sister, please, apply the medicine quickly. I really can’t afford to have a ruined face. If I lose my looks, how will I face my goddess?”

At that word, Jiang Li’s brows slightly furrowed.

Was Jiang Yan still pining for Su Yinwan?

She thought by bringing him here, far from her, that he would face reality.

“Use this, it’s an herbal remedy I made myself; it’s very effective at healing wounds.”

Suddenly, a clear and cold male voice spoke up from behind them.

Both turned to follow the sound and were simultaneously taken aback.

Standing behind Jiang Yan was a man with skin so pale it gleamed, tall and well-proportioned.

His features were soft and jade-like, noble and striking. Although a large piece of bloodstained gauze was wrapped around his forehead, it didn’t detract from the man’s handsomeness.

It was as if he were a patch of pure white snow hidden at the top of Chixia Mountain, standing alone and aloof in the midst of the sky’s rosy glow.

His eyes were particularly attractive.

The corners drooped slightly, like a drop of ink just thawed in a cold pond, dense yet appropriate in its lightness.

The crossed-collar shirt he wore, though washed pale and wrinkled, looked surprisingly good on him.

He appeared skinny, but his figure was actually well-built, the sleeves rolled up to reveal a glimpse of smooth muscle lines.

The four characters “gentle breeze and bright moon” reflected his very essence.

When the camera panned over him, the girls in the live broadcast went wild.

Even the worldly Jiang Yan had to admit, this so-called Zhao Daniu was certainly the most outstanding-looking man he had ever seen.

When he turned to look back at Jiang Li, he unexpectedly found that she, usually so cold and indifferent, was also staring at Zhao Daniu.

Jiang Yan immediately felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and he moved to block her line of sight.

“Who is it that always preaches ‘don’t stare at others inappropriately’? And yet, here you are, unable to take your eyes off him!”

He then turned and glared at Zhao Lang.

“And you, showing up in front of a girl with your clothes in such disarray, what would that look like?”

Zhao Lang looked down at his own meticulously fastened shirt buttons: ?

Jiang Li was quite helpless about this.@@novelbin@@

She couldn’t very well say she was staring at him because she was looking at his physiognomy, could she?

What a pity, his forehead was injured, wrapped tightly in gauze, making it impossible for her to glean anything from those incomplete facial contours.