Let the world tremble beneath my feet!

"President, the horse is ready." The attendant in charge of taking care of the horse conveyed the news to Louis, and Louis came over to report to Orlando.

The theme of this live broadcast is the private farm of the President of Orlando, so it is natural to visit the farm first.

Cruise: "Orlando, let's go to the farm first."

Orlando nodded in agreement, and the two went out the door side by side.

Watson filmed behind them with his mobile phone, and the live broadcast was ongoing.

After going out, Cruise stopped and did not move.

Orlando stopped along with him strangely: "Why don't you leave?"

Cruise was a little speechless, he was still waiting for Orlando to lead the way.

He resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "This is your farm, how would I know where to go if you don't lead the way?"

hehe~

Orlando put his hands in his pockets, looking at Cruise's slightly annoyed look, and raised his chin slightly, motioning him to look over there.

Next to the main building, the presidential SUV was still parked.

Orlando: "Where to go, my farm is very big."

The barrage was swiped by a string of "hahaha".

【Hahahaha, I just like seeing you when you don’t know you】

【Hahaha, what the hell is this】

[This pair of CP is so cute hahaha]

Cruise: ...

Mom sells batches.

He finally couldn't help rolling his eyes, which only Cruise saw.

What about "going around" the farm?

Cruise said unhappily: "So President Orlando is also sitting on your private farm in your presidential SUV'touring' the farm?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "shopping".

He doesn't care if the other party is the president or the king. Anyway, the country's strength is not as strong as his, so he will be angry.

Orlando was not angry when he was ridiculed. Even if Cruise rolled his eyes, he was still a beauty who rolled his eyes, still pleasing to the eye.

He subconsciously wanted to rub his head, took his right hand out of his trouser pocket, and stopped suddenly.

I almost couldn't control myself.

The time, place, and occasion were all wrong. The point was that I had no position to do such a thing in my own capacity.

Orlando turned his right hand, put his fist on his lips and coughed lightly: "There is no presidential SUV, and I usually drive a tractor to visit the farm."

Cruise: "???"

Tow, tractor?

Only then did he recall the photo of Orlando driving a tractor that he saw on Weibo a long time ago.

Ha, it's really treasure President Orlando.

The barrage was also blank for a moment, and then the next second, a flood of barrage blocked the entire live broadcast.

[Orlando is so celestial, it is impossible to imagine him as a president who strongly supports agriculture]

【So are we going to drive a tractor next?】

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha】

[Hahaha, President Tractor]

Cruise has never been in a luxury car or a supercar, and he has never been in a tractor.

He stretched greatly, walked out of the eaves, stood in the sun, turned around, put his hands on his hips, faced Orlando, and smiled happily: "Let's go then, please ask President Orlando to be the driver, let me experience How does it feel to ride a tractor!"

If the sweetheart wants to sit, let him sit, let alone a tractor, even if Cruise wants to ride a spaceship, Orlando can find him.

No, in fact, if Cruise wants to take a spaceship, he can easily get it himself.

Thinking of this, Orlando felt a heartache for a moment.

The person I love is more powerful than myself, and I can't do anything to treat him well.

Orlando arrives with his tractor, which Cruise sees in real life for the first time.

Cruise has seen armored tanks that are bigger than tractors, but they are not as novel as tractors.

It is this unattractive machine that has driven the development of agriculture in so many kingdoms.

Cruise pointed to the exhaust pipe of the tractor and asked: "The last time I saw it was still black smoke, has it been converted to smoke-free now?"

Orlando smiled, patted the empty seat on the side, and motioned Cruise to sit on it.

Orlando: "Well, this tractor burns the new fuel we have researched, which is more energy-efficient and environmentally friendly. Unfortunately, the power is not enough, so it can only be used on tractors, and cars cannot be popularized yet."

It's a pity, what a pity, as long as new energy-saving and environmentally friendly fuels are used, they are a great pioneering work in the development of science and technology, okay?

This news made Cruise very excited. He quickly climbed onto the tractor, sat on the side of Orlando, stretched out his hand and pulled Orlando's sleeve slightly, with a look of expectation on his face: "Can this technology be shared with Ulbury?" ?Let Ulbury’s team of experts also participate to see if it can be researched together and applied to the car.”

I really never forget the development of my own country wherever I go.

The corner of Orlando's mouth was raised, revealing his petting: "Yes."

The tractor started and chugs forward, followed by the presidential SUV not too far behind, and Watson sat in the co-pilot with his mobile phone, dutifully live broadcasting.

On the screen of the mobile phone, there are large green rice fields as far as the eye can see. On the concrete road in the middle, a tractor is driving slowly. Orlando and Cruise are sitting side by side on the tractor, leaving the audience with two straight backs.

[Obviously it is a boring political and technological exchange, but I abruptly see it as rural love]

[Hahahaha, double check the subject of the live broadcast, are you sure it's not a country love story? 】

【Hahaha, country love, are you devils】

【These two really match each other】

……

Orlando held the steering wheel of the tractor with both hands, and glanced at the leisurely Cruise beside him—in his country, on his farm, and in his car, his sweetheart was sitting.

whee.

He was very satisfied, with a smile on his face all the time: "Watson was right to worry just now. Although there are horses on the farm, they are mostly used for farm work. Compared with the horses on noble horse farms, they are a bit more temperamental. You can wait a while. You have to be mentally prepared."

It was obviously a kind reminder, but I always felt something was wrong when I heard it.

Cruise raised his eyebrows, is this underestimating him?

As the king of Ulbury Kingdom, if he can't even tame a horse, what is the dignity of the royal family?Cruise smiled badly: "Orlando, are you underestimating my strength?"

"I, the current king of Ulbury, Cruise Ulbury, now officially declare war on you!"

"Let us, under the witness of God, compete with riding skills!"

Orlando was also aroused to be a teenager, he laughed heartily, and he was full of anger: "I will fight!"

[Is this a marriage proposal? 】

[Hahaha, what the hell is a marriage proposal! 】

【Looking forward to seeing them ride horses】

There was a brick house in front of the road, surrounded by a large fence, it is not clear what it was for.

Orlando pointed to the house and said, "This is the chicken coop on my farm. Most of the chickens in it are hens. The eggs laid are supplied to the Langong Canteen, and the excrement is used as fertilizer for crops. It is healthy and environmentally friendly."

Seeing that the tractor was about to drive past, Cruise pulled Orlando's sleeve, frowned, and asked with a strange look: "Aren't you going to stop?"

"What are you stopping for?"

"Isn't this farm yours? Don't you just drive a tractor and simply visit the farm? Isn't that too boring? What do you usually do on the farm?"

Orlando laughed: "Of course I'm not just strolling around. As long as I'm on the farm, I'll feed chickens and ducks, and herd cows and sheep on this farm."

"Then why don't you take me with you now?"

"You actually like this?"

"I'm here to experience the farm today, and I haven't been doing this all my life. Am I curious?"

Orlando's eyebrows trembled, and he followed his will: "...All right, as you wish."

[Hahahaha, feeding chickens, ducks, cows and sheep, why is President Orlando so down-to-earth]

[I can't imagine the king and the president doing these things hahahahaha]

【Oh my god hahaha, I know how to herd sheep, isn't the gap between me and the president even smaller? 】

Because he was going to feed the chickens and ducks next, Orlando wrapped Cruise tightly, from head to toe, and added a thick mask.

Then the two walked into the brick house together.

Followed by Watson holding a mobile phone.

The accompanying officials of the Brado Federation were waiting outside.

No one wants to be in that chicken coop except Cruise and Orlando, and Watson, who is loyal first.

Cruise looked curiously at the rain boots on his feet, the long-sleeved apron on his body, and the hard plastic gloves. He then glanced at Orlando who was leading the way in front of him, wearing only rain boots and an apron. The equipment is different.

The biggest difference between him and Orlando is that one is proficient in business and the other is not.

He is a layman, isn't it normal to have more equipment?

Cruise didn't know anything about what he was about to face. He had never seen live chickens and ducks in reality, and he was very excited to think about feeding those animals himself.

only……

Follow Orlando, the deeper you go, even through a mask, you can still smell something rotten and fermented.

It also smells too bad.

Cruise was a little timid, but it was what he said he wanted to watch.

Watson behind him was still broadcasting live. As the king of Urbury, he couldn't retreat before he reached his destination.

Orlando was still leading the way, Cruise could only bite the bullet and speed up his pace to keep up.

Behind Cruise is Watson, who looks loveless.

Watson is not as ignorant as Cruise, he knows what the chicken coop represents.

If raising one chicken is stinky, then raising a group of chickens is stinky, stinky, stinky, very stinky!

Of course, if his king could put up with that...

Then he can do it too!

Orlando opened the last door. There was a lot of space inside, and fat hens lived neatly in their own single room.

The sound of opening the door seemed to startle them, and the sounds of "clack, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck" came and went, making it extremely noisy.

And - the smell of feces.

Wo-day!

Cruise almost fainted from the smoke, and stunned back a few steps and bumped into Watson.

atom.Did the bomb blow up the cesspit?

He immediately stretched out both hands to tightly cover his mouth and nose, but the smell of feces was still pervasive.

He felt like he couldn't breathe...

Orlando heard the movement behind him, turned his head, and saw the young king who was always fearless, covering his mouth and nose with his hands and half leaning on Watson's body, his light blue-gray eyes were round and round, like a bird that was panicked to the extreme. fawn.

He held back his laughter and asked knowingly, "What's wrong with Cruise? Why don't you come?"

This sounded like a provocation.

Cruise understood.

He really wanted to straighten his back and shout "I'm coming!"

He is the king of Urbury Kingdom - Cruise Urbury, and he is not afraid!

Cruise let go of his hands, took a deep breath——

"I... vomit!"

Without the blocking of his hands, the stench was even more unscrupulous in attacking the city, and suddenly made a surprise attack, blocking all of Cruise's next words back into his stomach.

He finally couldn't hold it back, covered his mouth with one hand, and retched his stomach with the other: "Ugh..."

"...Farewell!" He threw down two words with difficulty, and ran away without looking back, as if there was an evil spirit chasing after him.

Orlando: "..."

puff.

Watson: "...President Orlando, farewell."

Followed by his own king.

The live broadcast room is also a series of "..."

Then another wave of barrage climax broke out.

[Hahahaha, awesome, awesome]

[This is a tasteful live broadcast! 】

[President Orlando is the real genius! 】

[King Cruise's reaction is too real hahahaha]

【I feel sorry for my cub hahahahaha】

When the tractor started again, Cruise sat beside Orlando, still sleepy, and Orlando could almost see the ghost flying out of his mouth.

Orlando never mentioned what happened just now, and suggested with a smile: "My farm still has many places with fresh air and beautiful environment. If you want to experience it, I can take you fishing and picking strawberries. Don't you want to race horses with me? , the horses we will use for horse racing will be the horses we usually ride when herding sheep. The farm has a special pasture, which is very beautiful. We can walk the horses there and get acquainted with the horses."

Cruise was still dizzy, and the feeling of wanting to retch was lingering.

He waved his hand weakly: "As you arrange."

After this incident, he understood that no one is perfect.

In contrast, Orlando is a real warrior.

Sometimes ignorance really is a wonderful quality.

This farm is Orlando's territory, and it is more reliable to listen to him than to let him mess around.

·

Finally came the much-anticipated (except Watson) horse racing session.

Louis sincerely invited Watson to be the referee of the game, but was blocked by Watson's eyes: "What kind of referee, I put all my body and mind on my king, and I am not in the mood to be a boring referee."

[Watson's mood at the moment: Don't beat me, thank you. 】

【Hahaha, we have a rival in love in Orlando】

【If you really want to tell the truth, Orlando is the mistress hahaha】

[So are there any sisters who stand on "Walker" CP? 】

[I, I, here is one! 】

There are only two horses on the farm, and they are usually ridden when they come to herd cattle and sheep.

The horse had never met Cruise, so he had to lead the horse for a few laps first to exchange feelings.

Cruise walked the horse, and Orlando also led the horse to accompany him.

After all, it is not a formal racecourse, and there is no venue for horse racing.

Moreover, the identities of the two allies are here, and this is destined to be an entertaining friendly match.

Cruise fed a piece of carrot to the horse and watched the horse's mouth squirm, chewing sips.

If it's just playing like this, it's too dull.

He was a little dissatisfied, and glanced at Orlando who had a calm face beside him.

This person is so calm, does he not care about winning or losing, or is he certain of winning?

"Orlando, how about we make a bet?"

Orlando raised his eyebrows, looked at Cruise, and did not directly agree: "You first talk about what the bet is. I am the president of the Brado Federation, and the country comes before the individual."

What the hell is the president, the official dog, if you are afraid of losing, just say it.

Cruise curled his lips in disdain, and turned his head to show a very official smile on the phone camera: "Please be a witness, all netizens, I assure President Orlando as King Ulberry, the bet in this bet, It is private only and does not involve our respective countries."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Orlando provocatively, and raised his chin proudly: "How is it, President Orlando?"

"That's fine," Orlando said with a smile full of white teeth, "I will fight."

That being said, Cruise has everything he needs, and because he is not familiar with Orlando, he can't think of any personal bets for a while.

Cruise scratched his head: "If I win, you promise me to do one thing, and I owe it first, provided that it doesn't involve our country, okay?"

Orlando smiled indifferently: "If I win, the bet is the same."

Anyway, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will have one more chance to communicate with Cruise.

Cruise: "OK!"

He wants to let him know how to write the word "lose"!

Cruise pulled the horse rope, turned over neatly, and got on the horse beautifully. Hearing the exclamation of the onlookers, he smiled triumphantly, and ticked his fingers provocatively at Orlando.

Orlando shook his head with a grin. This wanton young king is really likable.

He also got on the horse neatly, the referee gave an order, the sound of the whip sounded, and the two horses galloped out.

The horse galloped, and the wind was blowing from the eight hooves, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Orlando knew he was losing from the start.

Cruise seems to be born on horseback, riding a horse galloping on the road, as fast as a bolt of lightning, a veritable chasing boy.

Cruise rushed to the finish line first, shouted excitedly, his eyebrows were bright, and he was going to give Orlando a few words about the winner.

When he turned around, he almost fell back in anger.

Thought it was a king, turned out to be bronze?

Orlando is indeed riding a fast horse, but this speed is not at all the speed of competition. It is so big, so big, so big behind him!

This Orlando, can the release of water be more obvious?

Then Orlando saw Cruise who had reached the finish line. He turned his horse's head and rushed towards him. The horse's hooves knocked on the gravel road, as if they could burst out sparks.

The sound of hooves getting closer and closer, the young man is heroic, like a handsome prince charming, and he is the princess waiting to be married by him.

...if you don't look at the angry face of Prince Charming.

Cruise raised his whip and slammed it on the ground, kicked up a cloud of dust, and said sharply: "It's obviously a competition, why did you release the water? Are you looking down on me?"

Orlando hastily tightened the reins and stopped, watching Cruise riding the horse, circled around him with an unkind expression.

With a sincere expression on his face, he said truthfully: "I didn't let the water go, it's because you are too good, really. You won."

Cruise: "..."

The young president, who is devoted to agriculture, looked calm. When he said this, there was even some honesty and simplicity on his face that did not fit his temperament.

But what is this feeling of suffocation?

Cruise had nothing to say, and wanted to scold him a few words, but he couldn't find any reason. He stared at Orlando for a while, and gritted his teeth to choke out a few words: "Don't forget the bet you owe me."

The focus of the netizens watching the live broadcast has long been distorted. Through the results of this competition, they directly confirmed the attacking and receiving attributes of "OK" CP.

【King Cruise: My bet...is you】

【I won, you marry me】

【I lost, you come to marry me】

【I said long ago that you are mine】

[This fairy writes, if you know how to write, write more! 】

【Hahaha, the upstairs is going to kill me laughing】

……

After finishing the dinner in the Braddo Federation, Cruise will go back. He will go shopping, eat and drink in the Braddow. Generally speaking, he is quite happy.

If state interviews are like this in the future, then he is looking forward to the next one.

The author has something to say:

I don't know what the jokes of the cuties are, anyway, I laughed to death when I wrote it...