The production team had outdone themselves, finding such a remote spot to cut these kids off from the world.
Grandpa Xu saw that she was serious about doing the work herself. Knowing this was a “rehabilitation” program and that how she performed would be aired on national TV, he didn’t insist. Instead, he just stood nearby giving instructions.
Qingli followed his directions, drawing water from the well and carefully washing the dishes. She showed no sign of disdain for the fact that this place didn’t even have running water.
Once she was done, she went back into the house, grabbed her toothbrush and cleanser, and used the leftover water to wash up.
While doing so, she caught her reflection in the mirror. The original owner of this body had truly been beautiful. The features were familiar to Qingli, but now fine-tuned—refined in every detail. She was stunning.
As the camera zoomed in during her face wash, her flawless skin, rosy and smooth, was so clean that even the tiny fuzz on her cheeks was visible.
The chat, which had been arguing moments ago, fell silent, replaced by a flood of admiration.
[“Wow! This girl is gorgeous!]
[“Her skin is better than mine with makeup on! So jealous!”]
[“Honestly, I don’t think she even needs ‘rehabilitation.’ Other than losing her temper yesterday, she seems calm and gentle. Maybe she just panicked after suddenly being dumped here. This feels like the real Jiang Qingli.”]
[“Agreed! That makes total sense!”]
Being good-looking has its perks—at the very least, it quickly redirected the audience’s attention. The assistant director, who had been keeping a close eye on Qingli, sensed something was off and hurried to inform the director.
When the director looked at the live chat, his eyes nearly popped out. One glance at the footage, and he instantly understood. He snapped, “What’s the matter with the cameraman? Why are you giving close-ups? Remind him—no close-ups, wide shots only!”
The message was quickly relayed to the cameraman via earpiece.
The cameraman filming Qingli immediately stepped back a few paces, revealing the full view of the subject.
The live chat erupted once again:
[Wow! Amazing! Give the cameraman an extra chicken drumstick!]
[Asked for a full shot and got it—when did this show become so responsive? But seriously, her legs are gorgeous!!!]
[She looks amazing in jeans. Meanwhile, I wear jeans and they nearly split at the seams. Sob…]
The director, still staring at the chat: “???”
His face darkened, and he grew increasingly puzzled.
They had already confiscated Jiang Qingli’s phone and other means of communication—how had she somehow improved so much overnight? Her performance during the live stream had unexpectedly been quite good.
This couldn’t continue!
After hesitating a moment, the director ordered, “Let’s assign her a task.”
The assistant reminded him, “Director, the kids we chose haven’t gotten up yet.”
“That’s exactly the point!” the director sneered. “Add to the task—if the kids aren’t up, she has to wake them first. Then she can start the lesson.”
Let’s see if she can still keep her composure!
The assistant was dumbfounded—that ruthless?
These three kids weren’t just anyone. They were the most notorious troublemakers in the village—the kind of kids even the villagers avoided!
But the director was firm. The others could only carry out the plan.
Soon, Qingli received the task card:
[Daily Mission: Please locate three children in Xu Family Village—Tiedan, Goudan, and Zhuzi. Before 5 PM today, teach them to recite all 26 letters of the English alphabet. Mission reward: Luxury dinner.]
Qingli read it aloud softly, her voice picked up by the live stream.
The viewers, still glued to the stream, perked up instantly:
[Her voice is so soothing! I could listen all day.]
[Those names—Tiedan, Goudan, and Zhuzi—scream “troublemakers”! This poor girl is doomed!]
[Uh-oh, she’s gotta be mad about this one, right?]
It was obvious the production team was trying to make things hard for her. Expecting a group of mischievous children to memorize the entire alphabet in a single day? There was no way a sixteen-year-old girl could manage that!
Especially when the kids in question were known troublemakers. Even if she could manage them, why would she want to?
It wasn’t just the show crew—the audience in the chat was also watching closely, waiting for her to explode. The camera zoomed in on her face, trying to capture even the slightest reaction.
But Qingli remained calm and composed as she read the mission card.
She had already expected the crew to throw her curveballs. Based on the original host’s memories, this task wasn’t supposed to come until the afternoon—and back then, it was only about getting the kids to recognize the alphabet, not memorize it.
Something had changed. Her live-stream performance must have earned her better ratings.
And that was a good thing.
This entire broadcast was tied to her grandfather’s impression of her. The original host had lost her place as heir to the Jiang family because of this show; Qingli was determined to win it back.
As for Jiang Zheng’s ambitions? Forget it. That ship had sailed.
Qingli wasn’t angry at all. But she still looked at the camera and gave a soft, helpless smile. “Did my family tell you I’m terrified of dealing with kids? Is that why my very first mission is all about them? Impressive.”
That smile was beautiful, but it didn’t reach her eyes. Instead, her brows furrowed slightly, and the corners of her eyes drooped just a little. The once pure and bright expression was now tinged with a trace of sorrow.
Off-camera, the live stream viewers—and even Grandpa Jiang—felt a pang in their hearts when they saw that smile. Especially Grandpa Jiang. She was his granddaughter, after all. He had made that decision in a moment of anger, and now… he regretted it.
Grandpa Jiang wasn’t good with typing or sending chat messages, being an older man. But most of the show’s viewers were young, and Qingli’s expression prompted many silent watchers to suddenly speak up in outrage:
[The production team is way too harsh!]
[My heart hurts for her. Director, I swear I’ll mail you a knife! Stop bullying the pretty girl!]
Grandpa Jiang nodded firmly. Exactly right—the show was being far too cruel!
Just as he was feeling upset, two more comments popped up on-screen:
[This girl’s parents must be awful. Hating bratty kids is normal—I hate them too. Why should the show be responsible for “reforming” her?]
[Exactly! She’s not rebellious or disrespectful. She admits when she’s wrong. What’s there to “fix”? Her parents are nuts!]
Parents…?
Wait a minute—weren’t they talking about him?
But everything he did was for his granddaughter’s good! How could they say he was a terrible parent?
Grandpa Jiang suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He looked away awkwardly, his heart full of confusion.
He hadn’t told the production team that A-Li disliked children, had he…?