"Director, isn't this against the rules?" the assistant director said with a frown, disagreeing. "Once this episode ends, what if Shen Jiani and the others see it?"
"What do you mean, against the rules?" Chen Tianming lay on his chair and glanced at him leisurely. "I don't quite understand what you're talking about."
"Director, please don't forget that Wen Wenlan is behind Fang Yanhuan," the assistant director said worriedly. "What if he finds trouble with us if he finds out about this?"
The key point was that Wen Wenlan was the prince of the Wen Group. What would happen if Wen Wenlan found out about the blatant favoritism towards Fang Miaomiao?
Back then, they had agreed to let Fang Miaomiao participate in the variety show because someone higher up deliberately wanted to embarrass her.
"So, this is why I'm the director and you're the assistant director," Chen Tianming gestured for him to stop talking. "Xiao Zhou, sometimes you can't just look at things superficially, understand? Don't worry about things that aren't your concern, or even I won't be able to protect you."
This was no longer a "battle" at their level. It was better to turn a blind eye. When gods fight, mortals suffer.
It seemed like the entertainment industry was about to change.
The assistant director pondered, and couldn't help but think of the mysterious administrator in Fang Miaomiao's live stream. "Are you saying...?"
Chen Tianming meaningfully made a "shushing" gesture to the assistant director.
...
Cui Mantong, with her keen observation, pulled Fang Miaomiao aside and asked her inner doubts, "Miaomiao, isn't this something your family arranged?"
The main reason was that it was too coincidental. Just as they ran out of money and couldn't afford seafood, Wen's Hotel held an event the next moment, and it happened to be a parent-child event.
Something about this didn't seem right. Wasn't it said that Miaomiao wasn't favored after marrying into the Wen family?
"No way," Fang Miaomiao directly denied without thinking. "He's busy, he shouldn't have time to care about us."
After all, Wen Zhiyan was a chairman, responsible for so many projects, he was too busy to watch their show in the live stream.
"Mantong, don't overthink it," Fang Miaomiao said. Seeing that the production team didn't intervene, she became even more certain of her thoughts. "Come on, let's get ready. Even if we don't get first prize, winning third prize would make us rich!"
Sigh, she said she would slack off, but in the end, for the sake of seafood, she had to run hard. If she had money, would she have to suffer like this?
Thinking this, Fang Miaomiao silently made a decision in her heart, a decision that made the production team's attempts to make things difficult even more challenging.
"You saying it like that does seem to have some logic."
Fang Miaomiao looked at Cui Mantong with an expression of "a child who can be taught," "Mantong, come on."
"Come on."
The two of them looked at the two little ones simultaneously.
The two little ones exchanged a look and then helplessly gestured, "Come on!"
"Hahaha, who can tell me why I see a look of utter despair on the faces of two children?"
"Oh my god, if my mom asked me to shout 'come on' in public, I'd find a hole to crawl into. It's too embarrassing."
"As expected, they are my source of joy. I burst out laughing while watching this scene during a meeting, and then my boss asked me why I was laughing. I suddenly had an inspiration and said: Boss, your idea is too perfect, I can't help but admire and respect you."
"I think Fang Miaomiao doesn't seem to have any self-awareness. Be more confident, this is the backing that capital gives you."
"Hahaha, really, when I watched her earnestly say that her husband was too busy and shouldn't have time to watch the show, I just wanted to jump into the screen and tell her that your husband not only slacked off at work to get you a treat, but he also declared his ownership in the comments."
"As expected, love is always someone else's."
The scene was buzzing and lively.
The host, dressed in a black suit, walked onto the makeshift stage.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I'm very happy that you've all come to participate in the parent-child activity competition at August Hotel, a hotel under the Wen Group."
Applause erupted from the audience.
"There are a total of ten participating families. The competition will be divided into three parts: family intelligence, family physical strength, and family cooperation challenge. In each challenge, the top three teams will receive five points, three points, and two points respectively. After three rounds, the points will be added up for ranking."
The host explained the competition rules: "The team with the highest score will receive a seafood feast voucher worth 5,000 yuan, followed by 4,000 yuan for second place, and 3,000 yuan for third place."
"The prize money can be used to purchase seafood at the market. The final interpretation rights belong to August Hotel. Did everyone hear clearly?"
"We heard clearly."
Hearing the prize money list, the ten families were all full of passion and confidence.
"So, is everyone ready?"
"We are ready!"
"Very good. Now, please have our staff bring out the answer buzzers. I have ten questions here. Families who know the answer can quickly press the buzzer to get a chance to answer."
"Good son," Fang Miaomiao said, resting her hand on Wen Yan'an's shoulder. "I'll leave this intelligence round to you. I believe you can do it."
The author's setting was that Wen Yan'an had a higher IQ than children his age. If that was the case, then a small question shouldn't be a problem for Wen Yan'an, right?
"What did you just call me?" Wen Yan'an's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Fang Miaomiao, who wanted to pass the task to him again, with surprise in his eyes.
"Good son, this is a parent-child activity. If I don't call you son, what should I call you?" Fang Miaomiao lowered her head and winked at him.
"Mom."
Fang Miaomiao's body stiffened, an unknown feeling surged in her heart, and she quickly changed the subject awkwardly, "Well, young man, come on, I'm rooting for you."
Wen Yan'an's cheeks flushed, and he pretended to be calm, "I will try my best."
If the cameraman had zoomed in slightly, they would have noticed Wen Yan'an's right hand trembling slightly.
"Now, please get ready. The first question is a riddle. Please answer: A mother cut her beautiful long hair short, but why did no one notice when she got home? Children who know the answer, please raise your hands."
Ding!
"Child number one, please answer."
"Because the family members are nearsighted and didn't wear glasses, so they didn't notice."
The host shook his head, "Unfortunately, child number one answered incorrectly."
Cui Yongsheng pressed the buzzer, "Because there was no one at home."
"Correct answer, child number ten gets one point."
"Si Si is so smart!" Fang Miaomiao exclaimed in admiration.
"This child takes after his father. He likes reading when he's bored," Cui Mantong pouted. "You don't know how bored I am when I'm home alone."
"Then I'll come visit you when I have time. Don't get tired of me."
"Of course, I'd be delighted."
The two of them chatted as if no one else was around, completely unaware that because of Fang Miaomiao's words, a competitive spirit had awakened in the two children.