Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 13 Liu Qingyan said she was cute?
Liu Qingyan?
When Jiang Nanxi saw his face, which was exactly the same as that of the Emperor of Fengdu, she was startled and quickly threw the water ghost back into the water.

She felt Liu Qingyan's gaze, quickly stretched, and pretended nothing had happened. "It's so hot. Swimming in the water really cools me down."

Song Shixing was standing right behind Liu Qingyan and saw Jiang Nanxi's actions, but she didn't see the water ghost in Jiang Nanxi's hand.

Song Shixing couldn't help but say, "Brother Qingyan, I really suspect she has mental health issues. What female celebrity would crawl around like a toad in the shadows? Doesn't she care about her image? The viewers of the show will probably curse her to death, right?"

Liu Qingyan watched Jiang Nanxi's departing figure, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Why did you scold her? Don't you think it's cute?"

Song Shixing: ?

Song Shixing looked at Liu Qingyan with a horrified expression, finding it hard to believe that such words would come from the mouth of this aloof and indifferent man.

He has never praised any woman!
Praising someone else is one thing, but that's Jiang Nanxi! What's so cute about her? He just thinks the way Jiang Nanxi crawls around in the water is scarier than a female ghost!
Jiang Nanxi wasn't sure if Liu Qingyan was the reincarnation of the Fengdu Emperor, and she was worried that if he saw her eating ghosts, he would drag her back to the eighteenth level of hell, so she quickly slipped away.

Jiang Nanxi went back to the guesthouse to change her clothes first, and then went to the medical station to check on Li Chu's condition.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened; I just choked on some water and will be fine after resting for a while.

Li Chu had already woken up, and she was still traumatized by what had just happened.

Upon seeing Jiang Nanxi approach, she hugged Jiang Nanxi and burst into tears, "Nanxi, waaaah, I was so scared just now! The fortune teller said I shouldn't go near water, but I never imagined it would be this terrifying!"

"Then why did you go to the river?"

"I didn't intend to go to the river."

Li Chu said, "I was repairing the pigsty there when I vaguely heard you calling me to come and help, so I rushed over to find you. But my body was out of control, and I unknowingly ended up by the river."

Jiang Nanxi nodded, her expression knowing. "I didn't call you at the time. It seems you were disturbed by the water ghost, which is why you unknowingly walked to the riverbank."

However, judging from your appearance, you've already passed this ordeal. You won't be in danger near water anymore. As for that water ghost, it probably won't dare to come here to harm people again.

Even so, Li Chu still doesn't dare to go near that strange little river anymore.

"You rest here, I'll go feed the pigs."

Seeing that she was alright, Jiang Nanxi left first.

Most of the pig feed in the pigpen has been eaten by wild boars, and the domestic pigs haven't had a meal yet, so they haven't earned the points for this task.

Just after leaving the medical station, Jiang Nanxi ran into the director and the program crew.

The director stopped her and said, "Nanxi, do you feel unwell anywhere? Should I find a psychiatrist to take a look at you?"

Jiang Nanxi said speechlessly, "Director, I may have a bit of a mental illness, but I'm not mentally ill."

Director: What's the difference?!
The director sighed and said, "Okay, you're not sick, but can you promise me you won't do those weird things again? They're really a bit scary."

He thought Jiang Nanxi was possessed by a ghost!

Jiang Nanxi glanced at him, said nothing, and went straight to the pigsty to continue chopping vegetables.

The director went over to take a look and then saw a kitchen knife fly out of thin air in front of Jiang Nanxi and swiftly chop up all the vegetables.

Jiang Nanxi: "Master said that all cultivation methods—magic, talisman, array, demon, ghost, pill, medicine, weapon—are fragile. Physical cultivation is like a brainless tank. If you're going to cultivate, cultivate the sword." Director: ?
Jiang Nanxi: "Sword cultivators are primarily offensive. With a single sword strike, they can shatter mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and nothing can stop them! I will cultivate and cultivate until I master the Heavenly Sword, which can cleave mountains and seas and cleave the sun, moon, and stars!"

director:?
Wait, that looks like a kitchen knife!
"And he still says he's not sick."

The director pointed at Jiang Nanxi and said to the staff around him, "Look at her like this, she's obviously in the early stages of schizophrenia, fantasizing that she's the protagonist in a cultivation novel."

I've dealt with mentally ill patients before. If this condition worsens, she might develop paranoia and start seeing us as imaginary enemies. What if she takes a kitchen knife and uses it as a sword, and attacks us all? We need to contact a good psychiatrist immediately.

Staff member: "But her kitchen knife can float in mid-air! Director, I think she might really be a swordsman. I really want her to teach me!"

director:?
The director turned his head and glanced at the scene, but did not see the cleaver floating in mid-air. Jiang Nanxi had already finished chopping the vegetables and put the cleaver away.

The director told the staff, "Go and contact a psychiatrist as soon as possible, and let the doctor take a look at you too."

staff member:"……"

Jiang Nanxi cooked some more pig feed to feed the pigs and finally got the 30 points for the task. Then she went back to the guesthouse to rest.

The other teams were still working on their missions, especially Song Wanwan and Shen Lan's team, who didn't get to rest until after 10 p.m.

The two of them were assigned the tasks of hoeing and transplanting rice seedlings, which not only earned them few points but were also extremely tiring.

Song Wanwan and Shen Lan returned to the guesthouse looking disheveled, only to find Jiang Nanxi sitting in the living room, watching TV and eating watermelon, looking as carefree as could be.

When Song Wanwan thought about how she and Shen Lan had worked themselves to the bone all day, yet still didn't have as many points as Jiang Nanxi, a hint of resentment welled up in her eyes.

She looked at Shen Lan beside her and couldn't help but say, "We have to grab the tasks that give us a lot of points and are easy to complete tomorrow! Otherwise, I really can't take it anymore!"

"We'll have the advantage tomorrow!"

Shen Lan whispered to her, "I've had someone inquire, and tomorrow the director will invite a senior actor over as a guest. This senior actor will be assigning tasks. If we can win the senior actor's favor, he'll definitely give us tasks that are easy to complete and have high point values."

Wanwan, this senior is Li Zhengtao from the Beijing Film Academy, and he's an old acquaintance of yours.

I remember when you were studying at the film academy, your older brother donated a building, and Professor Li, as the dean, even shook hands with you!

Hearing Shen Lan's words, Song Wanwan's eyes lit up. "The one who's coming is the dean of our film academy! Then we definitely have an advantage tomorrow. When I was in college, the dean took special care of me!"

Although the two were speaking very softly, Jiang Nanxi, being a cultivator, still heard them.

Li Zhengtao from the Film Academy?

That old Deng is no good.

She remembered that in her past life, this old man was exposed for sexually harassing female students and was sent to jail!

What's the point of inviting someone like this over? Does she even deserve to be assigned tasks?

A hint of mockery flashed in Jiang Nanxi's eyes as she turned to look at Song Wanwan, only to see Song Wanwan secretly making a phone call to Li Zhengtao.

(End of this chapter)