When Farming Turns Into a Gary Stu Story

Lu Xing was inexplicably transported into a book and told to fulfill the original owner's wish. Xiao Li from the village entrance spoke his mind without hesitation: A Sheng, come with me. My family has enough corn and sweet potatoes stored up to keep you fed. Lu Xing: ...Please shut up. The second son of the Wang family followed close behind: A Sheng, you are a flower reflected in a mirror, the moon on the water, beyond my reach yet utterly intoxicating. Every time we meet, your face and voice linger in my heart, impossible to forget. Lu Xing: Isn't "face and voice" a phrase used to describe the dead? The young, domineering village chief gazed at him tenderly: A Sheng, I like you. I like you so much. Even the way you hoe the fields is beautiful. Watching you bow your head to wipe your sweat makes my heart race. Come be with me. (Pins him against the wall, all domineering-like.) Lu Xing: ...Help! System, get me back already! I'm not doing this task anymore! Waaaah! #Just writing for fun, silly vibes, not much plot, protagonist loves to run his mouth Theme: Lighthearted