Chapter 170: Slim Waist

Strong?

Upon hearing this term, Lu Yu’s eyes instinctively glanced at the man’s waist, while her mind wandered back to last night.

The two were staying in a single-story house with two bedrooms and one bathroom. Therefore, Fu Li went to shower first, and Lu Yu followed later.

When Lu Yu heard the bathroom door close, she thought Fu Li had finished showering, so she grabbed her clothes and prepared to enter. However, she bumped into Fu Li, who was only partially dressed in a thin towel around his waist, his upper body exposed. Thin muscles were visible on his well-defined abdomen, with droplets of water running down into the V-shaped lines of his lower stomach, disappearing into the towel…

In an instant, Lu Yu’s face turned completely red, her heart pounding as if it might leap out of her chest.

Panicked, she tried to pull away from Fu Li.

But just as she moved, Fu Li grabbed her wrist.

Perhaps because of years of holding surgical instruments, his palm was covered with a thin layer of callus. As he held her wrist tightly, it made her feel a tingling, warm sensation.

“You, let go of me,” Lu Yu’s voice trembled.

Fu Li feigned innocence, “Your apron isn’t tied properly.”

Lu Yu looked at herself and realized she indeed wasn’t wearing it properly. She hurriedly said, “I can do it myself, no need for your help.”

“The director said we should help each other,” Fu Li said.

The implication was that if the director said to help, he would, and if not, he wouldn’t?

Lu Yu, slightly annoyed, shook off Fu Li’s hand. “We’re not elementary school kids. Why do you have to listen to the director so much?”

Fu Li held onto Lu Yu’s wrist with one hand while taking a pink apron with the other. His tone softened, “Don’t be angry. It was my fault. Let me help you put it on, okay?”

His gentle tone made it sound like he was soothing a sulking girlfriend. Lu Yu instinctively responded, “I’m not angry.”

Only then did she realize that she wasn’t Fu Li’s girlfriend.

Lu Yu wanted to deny it but found herself closing her mouth instead.

“But your expression says otherwise,” Fu Li continued in a gentle voice.

Lu Yu’s ears felt a little ticklish. “No, you’re overthinking it. Why would I be angry?”

“Yes, you are. I thought you were mad at me…” Fu Li dragged out his words as he wrapped his arm around the girl’s slender waist.

His broad, tall body seemed to envelop the delicate, soft girl completely.

Warm breath brushed against Lu Yu’s pink cheeks, and Fu Li’s voice was low and magnetic.

“You’re not mad at me… I wasn’t exaggerating when I said your waist is slim.”

In an instant, Lu Yu felt a tingly, electric sensation all over her body.

She jumped out of Fu Li’s embrace, her face flushed bright red and her round eyes misty. “I-I’m not angry. I’m going to pick oranges!”

Without bothering to adjust her apron, Lu Yu turned and ran off.

Fu Li stood there, watching her retreating pink figure and flushed cheeks, looking adorably like a little rabbit fleeing in a hurry.

[Ahhh, this is so heart-melting! The Fu-Lu CP is real!]

[Dr. Fu’s proactive flirting is so charming!]

[You’ve managed to turn an apron into a whole romantic comedy!]

[Dr. Fu, go for it! Aim to win over little Taro tonight. I’m rooting for you!]

Once everyone had put on their aprons, the orange-picking competition officially began.

The lush green fruit trees, the golden oranges, and the air saturated with the sweet and sour aroma of fruit.

Jiang Mi couldn’t help but marvel at how considerate the production team was, providing them with such a simple farm task.

However, given its simplicity, Jiang Mi had a hunch that there was a catch. Sure enough, after the guests had been diligently picking oranges for two hours, the director raised his megaphone to announce the real competition content—live-stream sales.

The guest with the highest sales would win and get the first choice of housing that evening.

“Wait, Director, you want us to do live sales?” Cheng Lin was instantly stunned.

Yang Yang also asked in disbelief, “You want us to do live sales on the live broadcast?”

The director chuckled, “This live sales event is also part of a support-for-farmers activity. I believe some of you have already secretly tasted the oranges from Shanyao Village. Qin Ling, tell us about it.”

Qin Ling: “…….” This was quite awkward, having his secret tasting mentioned publicly.

“I understand that you’re concerned about live sales. Don’t worry, the village will provide us with professional live-streaming operators and trainers to help everyone with their live broadcast.”

Hearing this, the anxious guests felt a bit more reassured.

The two-hour training session would not be live-streamed, but cameras would still be filming and editing the highlights into the main show.

As the main live broadcast for the romance variety show ended, the guests eagerly sought out the trainers to cram and learn more about live streaming to avoid embarrassing themselves later.

However, someone was unhappy.

Bai Ruoruo felt that the director’s arrangement of this segment was intentionally favoring Jiang Mi.

After all, her fan base had collapsed, with a large loss of fans and a deteriorated public image, so there weren’t many people likely to buy from her.

Jiang Mi, on the other hand, was at the peak of her popularity with a strong fan base and purchasing power.

Wasn’t this blatant favoritism?

“Director, isn’t it unreasonable to base it solely on sales figures? Among the guests, some have more fans, so they’ll definitely sell more. Isn’t this essentially pre-determining the winner?”

This comment was quite pointed.

Jiang Mi sneered.

“Any competition, whether it’s physical strength, intelligence, or anything else, always has people who are better or worse. As long as the process and results are fair and transparent, it’s fair. What’s unfair is always just the individual’s capability.”

Finally, Jiang Mi threw the topic back to her. “So, what do you think would be fair?”

Bai Ruoruo thought for a moment and realized that no matter how the competition was set up, she never had a clear advantage over Jiang Mi.

Immediately, her expression darkened further.

At this point, no one paid any more attention to Bai Ruoruo. Everyone went to the Shanyao Village live-streaming rooms for training and learning.

After a rigorous two-hour training session, the guests’ live-stream sales career officially began.

The ten guests were divided into five groups according to their online CP rankings, and the production team set up five live-streaming rooms.

There were no restrictions on location, format, or content. The guests were free to perform as they wished, provided they followed the live-streaming rules and avoided forbidden words.