Chapter 270: Chapter 269: Hard to Please

Jia Yao stood on the vast snowy plain, blinking in confusion: “This… what’s going on?”

He looked down at the round little marmot at his feet, which was gazing up at him with expectant eyes.

[Idiot, of course, you need to take me to the meeting point!]

The marmot’s tone was distinctly disdainful, [If I walk in the snow myself, I can’t eat anything.]

Seeing Jia Yao couldn’t understand its “marmot speak,” this furry little tyrant suddenly sprang up with a flip, waving its short front paws in front of its chest, and began its unique “body language performance.”

First, it patted its round belly and pointed at the two bunches of wild onions on the ground; then, it pointed at Jia Yao’s professional hiking boots, as if to say “you have legs, why not use them”; then it spread its arms in a standard “pick me up” gesture; and finally, it sniffed hard in the direction of the meeting point, its whiskers quivering.

The live-streaming chat room exploded:

[Is Jia Yao supposed to carry it to the meeting point? It’s too lazy to walk!]

[Hahaha, that body language is perfect, clearer than my three-year-old nephew’s expressions]

[Marmot: This generation of bipeds doesn’t get it. I’ve put so much effort into my performance.]

[Suggest hiring a translator for this master! Starting daily wage, three pounds of nuts]

[Don’t go anywhere, I’ll bid five pounds of sunflower seeds for the translator position!]

The photographer holding back laughter was shaking so much that his shoulders trembled, silently pushing forward a mini sled prepared in advance by the show crew—a red cart with a shiny paint job, two small wheels with anti-skid rubber, and a little flag at the back that said “Express Delivery,” flapping in the cold wind.

Apparently, Little Xu Station Chief had forewarned them that this marmot was a little tyrant, so the crew specifically prepared this little cart, which turned out to be useful.

“Is this… for me to pull the cart?”

Jia Yao’s voice wavered as he looked from the cart to the marmot, still reeling from the shock of transforming from a popular idol to a human rickshaw puller.

No sooner said than done, the marmot moved with lightning speed.

Grabbing a bunch of wild onion stalks in each paw, it kicked its hind legs and flew onto the cart with a swift “whoosh,” its nimble movement belying its round figure.

Once on the cart, it neatly organized the food beside it, looking like a noble about to have a picnic.

[Let’s go!]

The marmot’s voice was full of excitement as it patted the armrest with its paw, and its tail tip wagged happily.

So, the popular male idol Jia Yao began his “marmot cart-pulling” journey across the snowfield.

The cart’s wheels made two cheerful tracks in the snow, Jia Yao’s scarf fluttered behind him, and the “passenger” reclined comfortably against the cart’s back, occasionally adjusting its position.

The marmot’s ears were blown back by the cold wind, like two small flags flying. Sometimes it pointed left and right with its paw, resembling a boss commanding his chauffeur; other times, it picked the juiciest stalks from the food pile, crunching them happily.

When the cart passed over a snowy hill, the little fellow even stood up excitedly, putting its front paws on the armrest, as if riding a roller coaster.

The background music fittingly played “Jingle Bells,” adding to the humor. The filming director had the quick idea to have a drone shoot from above, showing a tiny red dot racing across the white snowfield, leaving a long trail like Santa’s sleigh—if Santa were pulling animals, that is.

The live-stream chat was completely out of control:

[What modern-day Camel Xiangzi? Xiangzi would hand over his cigarette in awe]

[Suddenly feel Jia Yao’s two episodes were quite unlucky, first episode attacked by a camel and chased by the Przewalski’s Wild Horse, this episode a cart-puller for a marmot]

[Not to mention, this marmot knows how to live the good life! Even picks a good-looking driver]

[The way it directs traffic, my grandpa drives like that too!]

[With that majestic look, it should be directly selected as the cutest wild animal of the year]

Even more outrageous, as the cart was passing a snow mound, the marmot suddenly chirped twice, and Jia Yao instinctively braked. The “master” leisurely climbed off the cart to take care of business (a pee), then elegantly climbed back on, patting Jia Yao’s shoulder to indicate continuing forward.

The whole move was smooth as silk, the epitome of “bossing someone around.”

This magical scene was quickly recorded and shared online, and the topic #Jia Yao Pulls a Cart for a Marmot# shot up the trending list at rocket speed.

The hottest comment in the topic was: “Suggest renaming the show to ’Transfiguration: The Top Idol’s Reemployment Journey,’” with likes instantly surpassing ten thousand.

Meanwhile, on the snowy field, Jia Yao was still puffing and pulling the cart. The white breath he exhaled condensed in the air; he glanced back at the passenger contentedly munching on wild onions, and suddenly had an epiphany: “Wait, you didn’t…watch the replay of the last episode and specifically come to mess with me, did you?”

This was taking him for a pushover!

The marmot paused for a moment, a sly glint flashing in its bead-like eyes. It leisurely finished munching the last bit of wild onion stalk, then—

[Let’s go, let’s go! Don’t stop!]

[Make sure to watch the traffic ahead!]

The cart carved out even cheerier tracks in the snow, and the number of viewers in the live-stream started to spike again!

When Jia Yao, gasping for breath, finally pulled the marmot master to the meeting point, Xu Ying was already deftly processing herbs, getting the medical staff to decoct medicine for Lu Jinyu.

She looked up and saw Jia Yao’s figure, excitedly waving and shouting:

“Jia Yao! You’re finally back!”

She hurried over in a few quick steps, handing him a steaming cup of ginger tea.

Jia Yao took the cup, not even pausing to say a word, he gulped it down “ton ton ton,” the hot tea sliding down his throat, dispelling the chill from pulling the cart in the snow.

He exhaled a long breath, wiping his mouth with his hand, finally feeling alive again.

Meanwhile, the marmot master still sat as steady as a mountain on its little cart, with no intention of getting off.

It lounged lazily against the cart’s back, its two front paws casually resting on the armrest; its round belly gently rose and fell with its breathing, looking like a lord enjoying a chauffeured ride. Its little eyes half-closed, occasionally smacking its lips, seemingly savoring the stalks of wild onion it had munched along the way, its tail tip wagging gently, clearly very pleased with the “human sled” service.

Noticing this, viewers in the live-stream room bombarded the chat:

[Marmot: Arrived already? I haven’t had enough yet!]

[Jia Yao: Exhausted. Marmot: Comfortable, will choose you next time.]

[This contrast is hilarious, Jia Yao is panting heavily, while the marmot has a face that says ’service is nice, five-star rating’]

The assistant director announced with a megaphone: “The last celebrity guest has arrived with their animal friend on site.”

“Congratulations to all guests for successfully completing the Snow Mountain Adventure find-a-friend segment, unlocking a donation of two hundred thousand yuan for the rescue station!”

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