Let you go home and raise chickens, what the hell is this confinement center?

Chapter 233 I Just Want to Be a Background Board Quietly

The villagers watched the excitement for a while and then left one after another.

It’s mainly about checking the time. The combine harvester is almost at its turn, so I have to leave.

Even if the grain yield of their own family is not as high as Lin Feng's family's 1,800 kilograms per mu, a few hundred kilograms of grain is still grain.

Before the sun set, Lin Feng's family's ten acres of land were finally bagged and weighed by the teachers and students of the Agricultural University.

There are ten acres of land, with the highest yield per acre being 1876 kilograms, and the lowest yield per acre being 1785 kilograms.

The average yield per mu did reach a little over 1800 kilograms.

Ever since the yield of the first acre of wheat came out, Professor Li's smile never closed even though he was exhausted and sweating.

He believed that no matter what the genetic stability of these wheats was, as long as this batch of excellent wheat varieties with natural mutations were added, it would at least speed up the progress of wheat research in their country by five years.

It is not impossible to catch up with or even surpass the international level.

After this batch of seeds are on the market, as long as the country attaches importance to agriculture, the food problem that has been plaguing them will definitely be improved a lot.

At this time, Professor Li was sitting in the cafeteria, and he forced himself to drink a glass of vegetable juice as if he were drinking white liquor.

He raised his cup and said to Lin Feng with a smile on his face:
"Xiao Lin, you have to take credit for this!"

Lin Feng also raised his vegetable juice and said to Professor Li:
"Professor Li, if nothing else, remember to save some wheat for me."

“I want to taste what the wheat I grow myself tastes like.”

"Ha ha ha ha."

When Lin Feng said this, there was a burst of good-natured laughter in the cafeteria.

Professor Li, who had a serious face naturally, also smiled after hearing Lin Feng's words.

He assured earnestly, "I'll leave some for you. There will definitely be enough for you to eat."

The night passed perfectly.

And the situations that Lin Feng imagined, where someone would come to cause trouble, did not happen at all.

It was worth it that he specially held a meeting for the animals.

But the village is exceptionally lively during the day.

The main reason was that Lin Feng did not expect that the fact that his family's wheat yield was 1,800 per mu would alarm the county leaders so quickly.

There were even reporters from TV stations who came along.

He looked at the cameras following the county leaders, and to be honest, he didn't like them very much.

Although his previous job was also post-production editing, he was somewhat related to them.

But he really hates all kinds of modern new media and hates being interviewed.

He can control what he says, but he cannot control how others edit it.

We cannot stop secondary creation by some people with ulterior motives.

In short, it doesn’t matter if this name is not known.

Fortunately, the village chief Song Jun is also a reasonable village chief.

He also knew about growing wheat, but he couldn't get anything out of Lin Feng even if he asked him.

Therefore, the reporter mainly interviewed Professor Li from the Agricultural University.

As a farmer, Lin Feng was just here to serve as a background figure.

Song Jun patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and said:
"Don't worry, the ones who come here are mainstream media, they won't do random interviews or anything like that."

"Besides, at most it would be broadcast on our county TV station, or an article would be published on the county's official account."

"They won't go to your farms and fields. What if your animals get frightened and go crazy?"

"Although these people are county leaders, they can't withstand a slap from your black bear."

Song Jun's tone was extremely solemn.

It seemed that in the next second, the county leader would be hit by the black bear right in front of him.

Well, happy event turned into sad event.

Lin Feng's focus was a little off this time. He asked:
"We have a TV station in our county?" He had only heard of satellite TV stations before, such as Mango TV and Tomato TV, which were TV stations opened on a provincial basis.

When I was very young, I seemed to have watched TV stations in the city and county, but later on it seemed that they disappeared?
Is there still a TV station in the county now?

Lin Feng showed an expression that showed he had no experience.

Song Jun was stunned. He didn't expect that Lin Feng didn't know about this.

The county TV station is very popular in their village.

Even if you don't watch the news broadcast, you still need to know the news in the county.

Everyone watches the weather forecast from the county TV station.

Song Jun thought about it again and it was actually very reasonable.

Not to mention Lin Feng, even he himself, if he had not come to Xiong'er Village to be the village chief, he would not have known that there was a TV station in a county.

Most households in their village still use cable TV, among which the city and county stations are the most watched channels.

But a young man like Lin Feng, let alone cable TV, he may not even watch TV.

Song Jun thought of this and said very sensibly:

"When this interview is broadcast, if you are interested, you can go to the village activity room to watch it."

He understands. Who doesn't want to be famous? Who doesn't want to be on TV?

But Lin Feng refused three times: "No, no need, thank you."

He just needs to quietly serve as a background board and bodyguard.

But can things go as Lin Feng wishes?

How can it be?

A handsome guy, nearly 1.9 meters tall, stood out among a group of middle-aged and elderly men, as conspicuous as the bottom of a glass bottle on the beach.

Their county TV station also needs ratings.

The big brother who is in charge of filming is also well aware of this.

Therefore, no matter what, he always likes to focus his camera on Lin Feng, the farmer who just wants to be a quiet background board.

Finally, when the interview was broadcast, Lin Feng's farm, which produced 1800 kilograms of wheat per mu, became famous in their county.

And Lin Feng, a young farmer, became famous all over the county.

Even Zhang Changjun and Manager Tang, who came to collect vegetables, heard about this.

They both said to Lin Feng with a smile on their faces:

"Congratulations, you're famous now."

"My niece and the others all know that there is a place called Xiong'er Village, where a super handsome farmer appeared and grew wheat with a yield of 1,800 per acre."

Lin Feng could only smile helplessly.

He is now extremely grateful that he has no immediate relatives in the city.

Even his parents rented out the restaurant and moved to the south to retire and enjoy the sun and sea.

Otherwise, he could just dig his toes into the ground and dig out an underground palace in the North Snow Ridge.

Why should we care whether the farm manager is handsome or not?
But we pay attention to the wheat yield of 1,800 kilograms per mu. What's wrong with that?

What's even more fortunate is that there are not many people who pay attention to agriculture, and this is really a small place.

Otherwise, if it really attracts some attention, it will be difficult for him to run his farm.

Lin Feng sighed, "Alas."

If he wants to be famous, he can just start his own media or something.

Why should we just go back to our hometown quietly and farm the land honestly?
He understands that when you become famous you are more likely to be involved in gossips and encounter more monsters and demons.

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(End of this chapter)