Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: What Jiang Li Can Do, She Can Do Too!

Fragrant and cloyingly sweet potatoes and corn were out of the pot, and Qi Tianyu couldn’t wait to grab one.

The searing heat made him grimace in pain, but he didn’t let go, and he even clutched another one in his mouth.

Shu Yan really couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Little Qi, you don’t need to be so dramatic, do you? I see Jiang Li has made quite a lot.”

Qi Tianyu: “Can’t shpeak, ‘m meking sure I got mine.”

[Here, let me translate for everyone, Qi Tianyu is saying ‘You don’t understand, I’m just being precautionary.’]

[6666, only true fans can understand that sentence.]

[Ahhh Qi Tianyu, what about the refined scholar image you built on King of Roast?! How come you changed after just one trip to the village?!]

Can’t blame Qi Tianyu for snatching.

Jiang Yan, who was already full, also mysteriously appeared and swiped a sweet potato and a corn and walked away.

Qi Tianyu, with one in each hand, was eating joyfully, “Sister Li, you truly are a great cook, even steaming sweet potatoes so deliciously.”

Jiang Yan rolled his eyes at him, “Are you just making conversation? Boasting about steamed sweet potatoes? Isn’t that something anyone with hands can do?”

After speaking, he bit a big chunk out of his sweet potato.

Jiang Li looked over to He Yun, who had been standing in the corner in silence, wrapped a sweet potato in a handkerchief, and walked towards him.

“He Yun, you should have some too.”

He Yun’s gaze fell on her pale fingertips holding the sweet potato, his ears unconsciously grew hot, but his face became even colder.

“Thank you.”

[Wuuuu my separated couple has come back to life, she’s still worrying if brother had breakfast.]

[Wake up, sisters, look how cold Mr. He looks, it’s obvious he’s keeping his distance from Jiang Li.]

[Really, can the couple fans stop popping up and spoiling our brother’s solo elegance? Jiang Li is just a little troublemaker with a spotty record, she’s not even a celebrity, how could she possibly be worthy of our brother?]

[Are He Yun’s fans brainless? Calling Jiang Li a troublemaker? Have you forgotten the young lady who was driven to depression by He Yun? Those with character issues are the ones not worthy of our Sister Li!]

He Yun’s fans were still going crazy, completely ignoring the flash of delight that slipped through his eyes when he took the handkerchief.

However, when he looked up again, the girl in front of him had vanished.

The words he wanted to say could only stop at his lips, swallowed back again.

In fact, he didn’t come looking for Jiang Li just for a free meal.

It was because this morning, he received another call from his mother.

On the phone, her mood became extremely volatile, crying with the phone for more than half an hour, saying if he didn’t return, she would see to it that he’d never see her again.

He had heard this reason countless times over the past decade.

Because of this reason, his childhood was robbed from him, spending his days with camera flashes as companions.

Because of this reason, his college choice of psychology was changed to film and television performance.

Now, because of this reason, his brief freedom was about to be stripped away again, forced to return to that cold, emotionless world.

There was even a fleeting moment when he thought of leaping down from the massive Chixia Mountain they had arrived at, to stay forever in this small but warm mountain village.

But he knew he couldn’t be so selfish.

Perhaps it was thinking of the note Jiang Li gave him last night that he unconsciously found himself near where she lived.

But clearly, now was not the time to speak of these things.

He Yun sighed lightly, casually peeled the sweet potato, and lightly bit into its flesh.

Very sweet.

Like ice cream.

He hadn’t tasted anything like this in a long time.

Since entering puberty, his mother had exerted strict control over his diet to maintain his perfect image.

These high-sugar carbohydrates would never make it onto his plate.

It was only here that he could indulge in delicious flavors without restraint.

But now, everything was coming to an end.

He Yun glanced at the group clustered around the cooktop, bickering and horsing around, and pursed his lips with a slight bitterness.

How was he supposed to break the news to them that he was preparing to leave?

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Just as the few guests were huddled in the cabin, gnawing on sweet potatoes and corn, Wen Jiaojiao’s live stream finally came to life.

After tossing and turning on the bed more than a dozen times, she dragged her sore body up.

After an arduous clean-up, learning that the landlord would not provide any more amenities made Wen Jiaojiao feel even more desperate, and she immediately started complaining to the camera.

“They don’t even provide meals, the production team is going too far!”

“If I had known this darn reality show was going to involve so much work and no food, I wouldn’t have come!”

“I’ve never been so wronged in all my life!”

Wen Jiaojiao’s tirade set off a wave of discontent in her live stream audience.

Of all the guests, they liked this princess-disease-stricken missy the least.

She had actively applied to be on this reality show in the first place.

And now she was causing a fuss about wanting to go back.

[Although Wen Jiaojiao came here targeting that annoying Jiang Li, as a fan of Su Yinwan, I find it quite gratifying, but her personality is really too awful.]

[If you can’t take the heat, you shouldn’t have come in the first place. Want fame without the struggle, really, as if being a star is easy.]

[But still, let’s not let Princess Wen leave. Once she’s gone, who knows what show she’ll ruin next. I really can’t stand to see her face fly all over my screen.]

Perhaps the cameraman couldn’t bear to watch any longer, and during a brief pause, he reminded her softly:

“Ms. Wen, the other guests are having breakfast at the cabin right now. Why don’t you go check it out too? There are only sweet potatoes and corn, but at least it’ll fill you up.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiaojiao was even more displeased.

Had everyone gone to Jiang Li’s place to mooch off her?

Well, she didn’t want to go!

If she went, that woman would surely find a way to make snide remarks again!

Thinking of this, Wen Jiaojiao huffed and crossed her arms, “Sweet potatoes and corn? What’s so good about them? I can’t even swallow them, I won’t go.”

Since that’s all they had to eat, she might as well make something different and make them all envious!

She had downloaded lots of cooking tutorials online the night before and watched them until dawn, all to surpass Jiang Li and impress the viewers as well.

If Jiang Li could improve her culinary skills so quickly within such a short time.

She could too!

However, Wen Jiaojiao roamed the landlord’s kitchen for a full ten minutes and couldn’t find any decent ingredients.

Then, seemingly struck by an idea, she picked up the basket in the corner, her face lit with smugness, and headed out the door.

[? What is Princess Wen planning to do with that basket? Go mooching for food?]

[Impossible, Wen Jiaojiao has too much pride, she would never stoop to ask Jiang Li for food.]

[Why is she heading up the mountain behind? Wen Jiaojiao wouldn’t be trying to forage for mushrooms to cook for herself, would she??]