MTLNOVEL Chapter 85 - 85 Ultimately Misgiven
Chapter 85: Chapter 85 Ultimately Misgiven
Shen Zhiyi followed her gaze and instantly understood.
But then again, Ji Tian really was annoying, a haughty and self-important lady.
Shen Zhiyi was smart; she wouldn’t show her disgust openly like Feng Juanjuan did—it was too brainless to act like that.
She pursed her lips, “In the game, maybe everyone is a competitor, but off the show, we’re all classmates and friends, not enemies. Still, thanks, Student Feng. Even if that elimination card were used on me, I would accept it.”
“We should take advantage of our time and pick more to improve the grandmas’ lives in the village.”
Feng Juanjuan had a sly smile, “Well, I warned you anyway. If you want to get out, there’s nothing I can do.”
[What is Feng Juanjuan saying? Why can’t I hear her mic? I could hear Shen Zhiyi just fine, and her values seem to be in the right place. No wonder she’s top of her class. So what’s this, a Mission Impossible script?]
[Is there something that even the noble VIP can’t listen to?]
[Tsk, I always feel like there’s nothing good afoot. Feng Juanjuan seems to have snitched. It’s done for. I have a sixth sense that tomorrow Shen Zhiyi will definitely be eliminated by Ji Tian.]
The volume of their conversation wasn’t loud. Feng Juanjuan had turned off her mic; since she had said what she wanted to say, the rest was up to Shen Zhiyi to decide if she wanted to stay.
Elsewhere, Ji Tian was in luck and had caught half a bucket in a short while. She reached up to wipe the sweat from her forehead and accidentally smeared mud across her face.
Ji Weinan was still frowning and appeared annoyed.
Ji Tian loved her family and couldn’t stand to see her brother dejected. After pondering for a while, she decided to take matters into her own hands to cheer him up, “Third bro, do you know why you’re so moody?”
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Ji Weinan perked up, “Why?”
“Because you’re idle.”
“…”
“Do you know how to relieve stress?”
“?”
Ji Weinan looked puzzled, but the next second, his face was covered with a clump of mud as he reflexively closed his eyes, hearing Ji Tian’s triumphal laughter, “Hahaha, like that, for relieving stress.”
Ji Weinan: “…”
Was this really stress relief, or was it her taking it out on him?
He irritably wiped his face and glared at Ji Tian through gritted teeth, “Ji Tian, playing for real, huh? Don’t you regret it!”
Saying that, he grabbed a handful of mud and threw it at Ji Tian. Even though she dodged quickly, her sleeve still wasn’t spared. She turned and ran, and while running, she managed to throw another clump onto his hair and bragged with difficulty as she ran off with a laugh.
Uncle can endure, but aunt cannot.
Ji Weinan’s eyes blazed with fury as he grabbed some mud and chased after Ji Tian, ditching his bucket, “Stop right there, don’t run if you dare.”
Unable to catch up, he hurled the mud instead. It veered wildly off course and landed on Quan Jingyou, who was bending over hunting for crabs.
He couldn’t believe his eyes, “Ah Nan! Playing dirty? You forced me into this.”
Ji Weinan tried to explain, “No…it wasn’t…Ah Jing, listen to me…hey, dammit, don’t throw mud at me!”
“Qin Jiangsheng, save me!”
Ji Tian ran straight behind Qin Jiangsheng. Ever since Ji Tian spoke about holding hands with him, he had been in deep contemplation for nearly half an hour without moving, like a breathing piece of wood to those unaware.
Yu Chuang was speechless at his behavior. Good for nothing except slacking off—first place. It infuriated him.
Then he mentally coached himself: Hold back! Hold back! They’re all insolent brats, don’t take it to heart, don’t get mad, smile, be gentle, paycheck!
That stupid company was already trying to screw him over; he couldn’t give them the satisfaction. Only a month left on his contract. If it weren’t for the contract, he would have dropped this gentle persona a long time ago. Just hold on, hold on…
So he walked away, out of sight, out of mind.
Ji Tian ran so fast that she splashed up a curtain of dirty water, her hands all grimy. Qin Jiangsheng dodged subconsciously, causing Ji Tian to plunge directly onto the ridge, ending up in a very disheveled state.
Seeing her pitch-black hands, Qin Jiangsheng decided to keep his hands behind his back, better not to hold hands after all…
Ji Tian, her face contorted with pain, exclaimed, “Won’t you even give me a hand?!”
Qin Jiangsheng paused momentarily before responding, “Dirty.”
Ji Tian: “…”
Somebody else can strategize how to win over this villain! Truly heartless to the core.
“You helped me block that slap today, didn’t you? It turns out my friendship was mistakenly placed.”
“That’s different…” he started to say, but had to pause as another clump of mud flew toward them. He dodged, and this time, the mud hit Ji Tian.
Ji Tian: “…”
In a word, done.
The scene was chaotic; what began as a duel between Ji Tian and Ji Weinan had evolved into a melee involving many others.
Even Dai Qin, Wen Jiangxue, all couldn’t escape and joined the mud-throwing fray.
Eventually, everyone got more excited as the fight went on, forgetting all about snagging crabs and fishing.
[I’m dying of laughter, family, did anyone notice who started this brawl? They’ve all turned into mudmen.]
[If I saw correctly, it was Ji Tian who threw the first mud; some understand the art of starting wars only to sit back and watch, as some fight and others take the chance to collect crabs, it’s such a lively scene.]
[The chaos has reached the point where an unknowing dog passing by would also get pelted to join the fun.]
Ji Tian saw that someone had knocked over their bucket, the crabs tumbling out, so she mischievously, in a panic, grabbed Qin Jiangsheng’s hand, not giving him any chance to react, “Quick, let’s go pick up the crabs.”
Wasn’t he just bothered by her dirtiness? She had to rub it in.
Qin Jiangsheng frowned subtly, the warmth of Ji Tian’s palm transferring to his hand; his heart began to throb unnaturally, and he considered pulling away but allowed himself to explore the sensation instead.
Seeing that he didn’t resist, Ji Tian hummed triumphantly in her heart.
Good luck fighting her.
Except for Gong Yu, who was spotlessly clean, everyone else had been hit by the mud to some degree.
They noticed Ji Tian sneaking around with Qin Jiangsheng, stealing crabs, and stopped fighting to hustle in the muddy battlefield.
The venue was filled with laughter, and so were the barrages of comments online. Someone even made a funny video clip and posted it online, marking the beginning with Ji Tian’s mischievous act, and everyone got a taste of injury.
In the end, Ji Tian won by a margin of one jin.
The Zhiyi Group came in second, Gong Yu’s group third.
Only the top three received the exquisite prizes.
The crabs were sent by Yan Ming through the crew to five families, to eat or to sell in town, at their discretion.
Yan Ming placed three identical boxes on the table.
In his hand was a certificate like one a primary student would receive, reading “Crab Catching Master Award.”
Ji Tian laughed awkwardly, so they were playing the embarrassment card with her, huh?
“Next, we announce the prizes. First place receives this certificate, plus a squeaky chicken toy, and a bonus chance to answer a question first.”
Ji Tian’s attention was fully on the chicken.
She thought to herself that Yan Ming must be considerate, providing a meaty meal during hard times.
It was only when the all-yellow, squawking plastic chicken was placed in Ji Tian’s hands that three black lines slid down her forehead.