Chapter 8: CH 8

Jiang Zhao was alone, walking on the small road in the village.

Although the villagers had already been informed of the filming, the villagers who passed along the way still glanced at him frequently, and the unmarried girl blushed, pulling her sisters to whisper, and couldn’t help but look up to peek at him.

Jiang Zhao had long been used to this level of staring, and could almost ignore it without changing his facial expression. All his attention at this time was on the hand-drawn map given by the program team in his hand.

As a variety show, it is naturally impossible for the show team to make the guests achieve their goals so smoothly, but will add some interesting items in the middle. But these projects will not be too difficult to set up, after all, they are daily variety shows, and they will not be made into an escape room.

However, for Jiang Zhao, an epic road idiot, the seemingly easiest task of feeding geese turned into the most troublesome one.

Because he couldn’t find the goose at all.

After Jiang Zhao walked to the same stilted building for the third time, the cameraman next to him wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He had already watched Jiang Zhao follow the same path, made three wrong steps in a row, and finally returned to the same place.

And this movie emperor Jiang was still staring at the map with doubts on his face, and his handsome face was full of questions, “Is this map drawn wrong?”

Jiang Zhao also realized the problem at this time. He stared at the map earnestly for a while, and then put the map away without hesitation, looking calm and composed.

The cameraman was instantly overjoyed, finally understood?

But he saw Jiang Zhao turn around, pointed his eyes at the camera, and announced:

“Since the map is wrong, then I’ll just go with it.”

Cameraman: “?”

Map: “?”

Jiang Zhao was actually quite clueless, but his poor sense of direction was a problem he have since birth, and he couldn’t tell the difference between east, west, north and south even when he was a block away from his house.

Once when he was filming in the desert, he accidentally encountered a sandstorm, and the crew was trapped in the sand. Jiang Zhao walked in a certain direction for two hours according to the instructions of the walkie-talkie, but found that the more he walked, the fewer people were there. It was not until later the team found out that he was walking in the opposite direction, and he almost plunged into the desert with no man.

To trust his sense of direction, it is better to toss a coin directly, at least there would be half percent chance he is correct.

Jiang Zhao thought so, subconsciously touched his pocket, and he really found a one-yuan coin.

Jiang Zhao: “…” I understand.

When he reached the next fork in the road, he didn’t even hesitate and just threw it into the sky.

With a slap, Jiang Zhao held the coin in his hand: “Front, to the right.”

Cameraman: “…”

Don’t you even struggle?

But he doesn’t know if fate is really helping, Jiang Zhao just wandered around like this for half an hour, and finally saw the crew next to a farmer’s house near the entrance of the village.

Jiang Zhao’s eyes lit up, he turned his head and smiled at the camera: “This may be the arrangement of fate.”

Although he really wanted to paddle and fish in variety shows, he didn’t expect that he would be able to get the right route by tossing a coin.

This may be the natural sense of variety shows, please call him the king of variety shows, thank you.

Emperor Jiang walked over to the staff happily: “Excuse me, is this the task of feeding the geese?”

The staff was taken aback when they heard the words.

Jiang Zhao and her looked at each other for half a second: “…”

Wait, isn’t it?

Before he could speak again, the door of the nanny car next to the staff was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

A tall figure in a white polo shirt walked out of the car. It was rare for Xiao Siye to dress so casually and sunny, looking like a college student in his early twenties.

The moment he saw Jiang Zhao, he raised his eyebrows and looked surprised: “Brother, it’s such a coincidence.”

Their identities as “senior brothers” have never been announced to the outside world, so Xiao Siye logically changed the title to the identities of the two when they were at school, which sounded flawless.

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Silly destiny.

How come this coin is tossing and flipping, and such a thing is thrown out?!

However, surrounded by cameras, Jiang Zhao could only swear in his heart, with a smile of surprise on the surface: “Senior, why are you here?”

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He had long heard that there would be flying guests on the show, but he never expected it to be Xiao Siye.

Xiao Si also looked relaxed and walked beside him: “I just arrived and was assigned the task of feeding the geese. Do you know where it is?”

Jiang Zhao resisted the urge to kick him away and took out the map: “The destination is here.”

Xiao Siye also took it over and looked at it for a while, then nodded: “Then go straight ahead, and you’ll be there after turning a corner.”

Jiang Zhao: “?”

So fast? real or fake?

The camera next to him was about to burst into tears—it was someone who could understand maps.

Jiang Zhao followed Xiao Siye suspiciously. The two walked for about five minutes, and then they saw the staff who managed the Big Goose’s mission.

Jiang Zhao: “…”

Okay, it’s true.

He handed in the task card from the staff and then received a pot of goose feed with Xiao Siye.

The feed was mixed with rice and corn, as well as some yellow, finely ground powder that Jiang Zhao had never seen before, and it had a strange smell.

The two walked into the small courtyard of Uncle Wang’s house together. According to legend, Uncle Wang had gray hair on the temples and was sitting in the rocking chair in the courtyard basking in the sun, like an old fairy.

“Uncle,” Jiang Zhao stepped forward to say hello, “We are here to help you feed the geese.”

The uncle squinted his eyes, bathed in the sun, motionless.

Jiang Zhao tried to shout again, “Master?”

The uncle still didn’t respond.

Just when Jiang Zhao was considering whether to go directly to the backyard, Xiao Siye suddenly said, “Grandpa, we are here to help you feed the geese.”

He used the local dialect. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Wang opened his eyes.

“Oh…” Uncle Wang moved his shoulders and pointed his crutches back, “Go, go.”

Walking towards the goose circle in the backyard, Jiang Zhao asked suspiciously, “Do you speak the Y city dialect?”

Xiao Siye also smiled lightly and said, “I traveled in the two years I just graduated and learned a bit.”

Jiang Zhao suppressed the feeling that he wanted to choke him, and after searching for a long time, he managed to find a calm answer: “Oh, I also wanted to come here to travel after graduation.”

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Siye suddenly turned to look at him: “Why didn’t you come?”

Jiang Zhao was slightly taken aback.

“I’m too busy,” he replied casually, “I went to film after graduation. After a few years, apart from joining the group, where would I have time to travel.”

Xiao Siye was also not surprised by the result, and nodded, “This is also normal.”

The two actors each wore official smiles and performed a harmonious chat before the goose circle. The moment he saw the geese, Jiang Zhao’s smile froze.

No— this goose is so big?

Almost as high as his legs!

And as soon as they saw them coming, the group of big white geese rushed up with a quack waving their wings, as if they were about to run over to fight. Judging from those red eyes and its imposing voice, it was definitely not a good thing.

The feeding trough of the geese is in the center of the goose circle, but the gate of the fence has been blocked by seven or eight big geese. Although Jiang Zhao had never been bitten by a goose, he inexplicably resisted when he saw this scene. It was probably a human intuition born when he encountered a species that was harmful to him.

However, the task is ahead and it has to be done.

He hugged the feed bowl in his arms tightly, pressed the door latch of the fence with his hand, and said solemnly, “I’ll open the door later, and go on the count of three.”

Xiao Siye also glanced at him: “Okay.”

Jiang Zhao suddenly pushed open the fence gate: “Three!”

Xiao Siye: “?”

He looked at the back of Jiang Zhao who rushed out without hesitation, and then looked at the big goose who was approaching aggressively.

Xiao Siye: “…”

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