Chapter 2

While I was arguing with the director, Xiao Xiao, still throwing a tantrum, had already been coaxed away to rest on the side. Coincidentally, two male celebrities walked over. One had a baby face and carried a bamboo basket filled with wild vegetables. The other, a man with sharp features and a cold demeanor, was empty-handed. He had his assistant holding a large, heavy black umbrella over him. When his gaze fell on me, he instinctively frowned. Noticing my young age, he probably assumed I was a crazed fan. "Are you a stalker fan? You people are everywhere. It’s disgusting just to look at you," he sneered. Before his words had fully settled, the baby-faced guy stepped in to mediate. "Mr. Chen, maybe there’s been a misunderstanding. She looks like she’s not even an adult yet." Chen scoffed and, spotting Xiao Xiao resting in the shade nearby, walked off in her direction without another word. The baby-faced man bounced over to me and asked, "Little sister, is this your home?" I was too busy trying to salvage my broken tomato seedlings to bother responding. Seeing that I wasn’t speaking, he crouched down and began helping me organize the mess. When he learned that the production team had trespassed into my home, his expression filled with guilt. He explained that this was a rural reality show. As invited guests, they were supposed to gather edible ingredients from the village and compete in two teams. The losing team would have to cook. Xiao Xiao was on their team, but as soon as the director yelled "Action!" she had run off without a trace. The baby-faced man apologized sincerely, even offering to privately compensate me for my losses. Seeing that the tomato seedlings still had a chance of recovery, though it would delay their results by a year or two, I felt a bit better. The baby-faced guy, diligently digging in the dirt beside me, had gotten mud on his white shirt, and his carefully applied makeup was damp with sweat. Despite being a celebrity, he didn’t act spoiled. Instead, he exuded the simple, down-to-earth vibe of an agricultural student. Noticing my gaze, he wiped his sweat with his sleeve. "It’s no big deal. I’m free anyway, so I might as well help you with this. Besides, I’m not popular, so the director won’t bother looking for me." I found myself warming up to him. "You shouldn’t eat everything in your basket of wild vegetables. This weed that looks like okra is actually called Datura, and it’s poisonous." His face turned pale with fear as he quickly threw out the wild vegetables. "Thank you! I thought it was edible okra. I was so close to ending up in the hospital!"