C3 â Donât be like This!
âWhy are these watermelons so pricey, yet the camera crew went ahead and bought a bunch?â
âIâm totally clueless about what went down.â
The viewers in the live stream felt their perspectives on the world were being turned upside down.
Despite her clear frustration, Luqin still ended up purchasing two watermelons.
âCould this all be some kind of act?â
âItâs all a sham!â
âIâve booked my flight; I need to taste these watermelons for myself and see if theyâre really that good!â
âHave you lost your mind? Youâll still have to walk three hours to get there, even if you donât get lost.â
âDonât go looking for trouble.â
âWe should just stay here and enjoy watching Luqin.â
The debate raged on in the live stream.
Ma Yabei, a sharp-witted female reporter, quickly spotted the underlying hot news story.
âThis guy is going to make it big just on his good looks alone.â
Ma Yabei was acutely aware of how crucial a handsome face and perfect physique are in todayâs digital age.
Her audience was more enamored with her looks than her professional skills, often overlooking her expertise.
âThis guy is bound for stardom.â
Without a second thought, Ma Yabei booked her flight and hastily packed her bags.
She had initially set out to cover stories on Luqin and poverty alleviation, never anticipating such an unexpected windfall.
Zhao Yuegu, looking at the dwindling number of watermelons, couldnât help but feel a twinge of loss.
He had grown attached to them after tending to the watermelons for so long.
Lin Luqin, while enjoying a watermelon, caught sight of the concern on Zhao Yueguâs face and inexplicably felt a pang of sadness.
âHeâs just too handsome.â
She whispered under her breath before approaching him.
âWhy are there so few watermelons in your field?â
Zhao Yuegu responded with a gentle shake of her head.
âThese watermelons are a special breed. An acre can yield only 300.â
âI avoided pesticides, so insects got to some of them.â
âPlus, there are wild animals around that damaged quite a few.â
âLuckily, Iâve been spared any natural disasters. Keeping these watermelons is fortunate enough.â
Lin Luqinâs heart went out to Zhao Yuegu.
Farming is indeed a tough job.
Having grown up in the countryside herself, she could relate all too well.
âWhy donât you go to the city to work?â
Lin Luqin immediately regretted her words as soon as they left her mouth.
After all, Zhao Yuegu had just made a whopping 150,000 from them!
The cash the program team had on hand was rapidly dwindling.
Plus, if he left for city jobs, theyâd miss out on his delicious watermelons.
Zhao Yuegu remained unfazed.
He was content with his life, and that was all that mattered to him.
âIf no one farmed, youâd all go hungry.â
He then went on to straighten the scarecrows in the field.
About a hundred watermelons were left. To sell them all, heâd need to convince the program team.
This place was so isolated, it was rare for outsiders to venture here.
Zhao Yueguâs expression tugged at Lin Luqinâs heartstrings.
âIâll help you sell the watermelons!â
âLive streaming sales are all the rage now. Iâm pretty popular; I could easily sell these watermelons for you.â
Zhao Yuegu shook his head.
âThatâs not going to work. The nearest courier is 30 kilometers away.â
âBesides, these watermelons crack at the slightest bump, so theyâre not suited for transport.â
With that, Zhao Yuegu offered Lin Luqin a warm smile, which sent her heart racing and her mind spinning with wild fantasies.
âDoes his constant smiling mean he likes me?â
âHeâd look so handsome if he dressed up a bit. I guess I could accept him.â
âIs it possible that heâs about to confess his feelings, just after weâve met?â
They were standing rather close, and Lin Luqin had never felt such a surge of panic before.
Zhao Yueguâs gentle voice thrilled her.
âYou come off as tough, but youâre actually quite kind-hearted.â
âHeâs complimenting my kindness!â
Yet, something felt off to her.
âWho are you calling tough?â
Lin Luqin brandished her fist and blurted out, âDo you think I wonât punch you?â
Zhao Yuegu just chuckled.
Lin Luqin reminded him so much of his sister.
But why hadnât his sister brought him his meal yet?
With that thought, Zhao Yuegu abruptly stripped off his shirt.
Lin Luqin backed away quickly, her face a picture of alarm.
âWhat are you doing?â
âThere are so many people watching us!â
âPlease, donât do this.â
Lin Luqinâs voice grew fainter as her gaze lingered on Zhao Yueguâs physique.
He was impressively built.
His muscles were toned and symmetrical, his form aesthetically pleasing.
He stood tall and erect. Judging by the condition of his skin, he was likely in his early twenties.
âWeâre about the same age; weâd make a good pair.â
Zhao Yuegu, puzzled, responded, âWhat are you talking about?â
Without another word, Zhao Yuegu wrapped a pair of watermelons in his clothes and hoisted them onto his shoulder.
âLooks like youâre headed into the village, right? Iâll show you the way.â