On the third day of the variety show shoot, the guests were originally supposed to do farm work in the fields, but in the afternoon, the weather suddenly turned gloomy, with thick clouds covering the sky. The female guest staying with Shen Zhiyi had just put on her rain boots and looked anxiously at the sky.
"Looks like it's going to rain?"
Shen Zhiyi came out of the house, looked up at the sky, and said, "It should be, and it looks like it's going to be a downpour."
She had grown up here and was fairly familiar with the area's erratic weather, able to guess the severity of the rain just by looking at the shape of the clouds.
"It shouldn't be," another older male guest didn't quite believe, "I didn't hear any forecast for rain today. If it does rain, it should be just a light one that stops quickly."
Shen Zhiyi felt that there was an eighty-ninety percent chance it would be a heavy downpour, so she went to ask the director of photography, sharing her guess with him.
