Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2199: Chapter 1870: Stealing the Spotlight

The Security Team passed by leisurely, Aunt Zhang Hong smiled slightly without saying a word, deeply concealing her accomplishments and fame.

Let’s just say, with such neatly, energetic, and sharp-looking young men, standing tall like little white poplars, walking in unison past us, who wouldn’t take a second look?

Only after they were long gone did the people on the tour bus reluctantly withdraw their gaze.

Everyone exchanged glances: If only the male colleagues at our matchmaking event were at this level, the company wouldn’t be pushing us to interact every time!

Male colleagues who don’t manage their physique simply lack male virtue!

It’s definitely not that we have high standards!

Meanwhile, within the running group, the leading captain Chen Yuan lifted his wrist to glance at his smartwatch:

"Keep it up! Today we’ll run to the Tea Mountain behind the guesthouse and then turn back."

This low-intensity exercise is just to ensure better performance later; everyone is well aware of this and is currently running with the wind at their feet.

Don’t be fooled; although Chen Yuan wears a prosthetic, after a period of recovery and training, his running is no different from others.

Yet, at this moment, he still had to remind them:

"Be mindful of any weak spots you have, those with prosthetics, don’t overexert during obstacle courses, there are plenty of other opportunities for you to shine. Do a few more pull-ups and you’ll be fine."

"Those with arm injuries, be careful, you know your limits."

"Don’t hide back injuries, be open about it, we just can’t do weight training, recovery training is tedious, but once you’re through it, your daily life won’t be affected."

However, it was merely a reminder, everyone had different injuries each with specific focus during daily training; today was just a regular display, nothing much to worry about.

Chen Yuan comforted himself with this thought.

Yet for some reason, a strong urge surged within him, filling his entire being with power.

...

The tour bus steadily arrived at the mountain.

The driver drove in the front, listening to the chatter from the back.

He thought to himself: Although I missed an opportunity to show off my exceptionally healthy abs, being able to listen to these conversations, isn’t that more relatable for future talks?

Not a loss, not a loss!

...

Aunt Zhang Hong had already organized everyone to get off the bus and was pointing enthusiastically at the huge red banner and balloon arch at the factory entrance:

"Look, this is what we’ve meticulously arranged, how about it? Festive, isn’t it?"

Everyone stared at the big red balloons and big red arch, truly big and solid!

If they fired a couple of cannons, would this even seem like a matchmaking event? Clearly, it looks more like they’re inviting us to a wedding banquet, right?

But then again, although slightly tacky, it looked just like the photos, there was no half-heartedness.

"Should we go inside and wait now?" Someone curiously asked.

Just as they were speaking, a bunch of men and women came out from the factory.

Aunt Zhang Hong warmly introduced:

"These are folks from the nearby village, they’re here genuinely for matchmaking, unlike you guys — come on, these are young friends I met from the city, they’re here to join the fun, to give support. Chat more, you’re all around the same age, should have topics in common."

Sure enough, a glance at each other and they knew they were being pushed into marriage just the same.

That familiar experience quickly gave everyone a sense of solidarity.

Even the shy ones couldn’t help but start talking about their peculiar matchmaking encounters when someone nearby asked, "Hey, how many times have you been on a date?"

With those encounters as a backdrop, everyone shared grievances and quickly bonded over time.

At this moment, Aunt Zhang Hong invited once again:

"Even though it didn’t rain, it’s quite hot. We’ve prepared iced tremella soup here, does anyone want a bowl first? If you can’t have cold, that’s fine, we have room temperature ones, and we can heat it up for you too."

It’s such thoughtful hospitality, you can’t say it’s anything less.

On saying this, someone familiar with the farm immediately reminded: "Quick, quick, you must have several bowls of this tremella soup!"

Curious, the person next to her asked, "Is it really that good?"

Aunt Zhang Hong on WhatsApp said you absolutely cannot miss it, even if you don’t like sweets, you should try it.

"Really!" The girl speaking almost swore to the sky, "I did some short-term work here, tasted it once, it’s really refreshing and sweet."

Well, having all suffered the pains of matchmaking, everyone chose to trust each other.

Following the guidance, they went to the sanitizer cabinet to take bowls and spoons, then saw two young fit lads coming from the back kitchen.

At that moment, both helped carry the stainless steel pot handles, swiftly and steadily placing the whole pot of soup on the rack.

One of them exchanged a glance with everyone, nodded, and then pointed to the kitchen: "Help yourselves to the soup, I’ll go in to help with cooking."

Indeed!

Behind the bright and spotless glass partition, Master Jiang led two other apprentices, chopping and slicing.

His skilled posture fascinated several earnest watchers nearby.

"Look!" They warmly called their colleagues, "This is a live version of the kitchen king competition, look at how fast he cuts those vegetables, and that shredding!"

"And that noodle rolling, wow, his movements are so smooth!"

Master Jiang, an already established culinary expert, now didn’t compete with the young for show-off opportunities.

He just listened to the chatter, glanced at the assistant rolling the dough, seeing the young guy holding his chest in and bottom out, he couldn’t help but scoff lightly:

This rolling dough is called smooth? He couldn’t even be bothered to nitpick. If not for my pressure, where would he be now?

The assistant left in the canteen wasn’t idle either, raising a large ladle: "Come, who wants a drink first? I’ll serve it."

With long-term training, just standing there exuded a special kind of vigor.

Especially since he often stayed in the kitchen, his complexion was much fairer than the security guards outside; when he smiled, exposing neat white teeth, it appeared particularly sincere and sunny.

It was rather warm.

Spoonfuls of tremella soup were served into bowls; some boldly asked directly: "Hey, are you participating in today’s matchmaking event?"

"Participating, participating!" The guy revealed a row of white teeth, "If any of you think I’m a match, feel free to ask questions!"

"I am 179.4 cm tall barefoot, 28 years old, an Ox in the Chinese zodiac, compatible with those born in the year of the Snake, Rooster — just for reference for your parents, I personally support the Party."

"Once had a leg injury, ankle amputated, but rest assured, apart from jumping, field combat, and long-distance load-bearing cross-country being off-limits, I can handle most other training."

"Had two romances, both exes are now married. My hometown is in Suzhou, but I plan to settle in Yunqiao Village, earning 7,000 a month, love to exercise, love cleanliness, don’t smoke, occasionally drink, currently skilled in braised pork, pig’s trotter in ginger, among 42 family-style dishes..."

The entire canteen went silent, only his mouth clattering non-stop could be heard.

Having been asked just one question, he was eager to spill his whole background.

Everyone on the scene was dumbfounded, clearly, whether organized by units for matchmaking or village family-hosted ones, none were as frank and confidently uplifting!

Even Aunt Zhang Hong didn’t expect this!

She had told everyone to showcase their strengths as soon as possible, to not be shy, and to confidently present themselves.

But she didn’t expect someone to seize the start this way.

Now she asked the crowd, could anyone here forget him?

Oh, the silly lad didn’t mention his name.

Indeed, after rattling on for so long, the young man who had been so smooth-talking and confidently uplifted suddenly pursed his lips, looking a bit shy:

"Uh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Liang An. Liang as in beam, and An as in safety."

Everyone: ...

The quietly observing Song Tan softly hissed:

...Truly a master!

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