Fang Miaomiao looked up awkwardly towards where the voice came from, "Director, why are you here?"
Chen Tianming looked at Fang Miaomiao with a half-smile, "If I didn't come, I wouldn't know you were tricking An'an into doing your work for you again."
"Director, the way you say it, it's as if I've done something unforgivable," Fang Miaomiao said righteously. "Aren't I helping our An'an regain his confidence? What's more confidence-boosting than letting An'an perform on stage alone."
"Heh heh." Chen Tianming sneered at Fang Miaomiao, "Do you think I believe that? Do you think the audience, or people in the livestream, believe it?"
Fang Miaomiao chuckled guiltily.
"An'an, do you want your mom to perform on stage with you?"
Wen Yan'an nodded, then thought of something and glanced at Fang Miaomiao, "If Mom doesn't want to go, she doesn't have to. I can't force Mom to do something she doesn't like."
Chen Tianming glared at Fang Miaomiao exasperatedly. He wondered if this woman had saved the galaxy in her past life to meet such a well-behaved and obedient child as An'an.
"Heh heh."
Chen Tianming glared at Fang Miaomiao, giving off the impression that if she didn't go up with them, he would stare at her the entire time.
Fang Miaomiao indicated her surrender.
"Go, how could I not go."
She immediately said with a smile, "An'an wants Mom to go, how can Mom disappoint An'an, right? It's just singing, Mom can do it."
Chen Tianming nodded with satisfaction and kindly bent down to look at Wen Yan'an, "An'an, practice well with your mom here, understand? Uncle Tianming is going to see what the other children are up to."
"Okay." Wen Yan'an nodded obediently, "Uncle Tianming, take care."
Sigh.
Fang Miaomiao felt that being human was so difficult.
"Mom?"
"Good boy, Mom is contemplating life. When Mom is done, can we practice together?"
[Can Fang Miaomiao stop being so melodramatic? Other families, including Fang Yan's, are practicing diligently. She, on the other hand, is slacking off. Can't she distinguish between occasions and places?]
[Exactly. If she didn't want to perform, why didn't she say so when it was first discussed? Now she's seeking attention, it's so annoying. I don't know how Wen Yan'an's eyes work, to actually think Fang Miaomiao is the best. This is it? Pfft.]
[The person above is sick. When there were four performances, Miaomiao clearly stated that she wasn't good at these things and could do logistical work. Are you blind? And what's wrong with her wanting to give the stage to her son? Miaomiao is already very good to An'an.]
[Sister, don't bother with these people. They're just suffering from envy. Let's just quietly watch the livestream and wait for Miaomiao to finish practicing and blind them.]
[Heh, I'll wait and see. If Fang Miaomiao can cooperate well with Wen Yan'an, I'll do a headstand while washing my hair.]
[Already screenshotted, don't fail us. Miaomiao, go! Crush them!]
"Come on, An'an, let's start practicing the rhythm."
At the suggestion of the program team and the concert organizers, they chose a very popular ancient-style song.
Chen Tianming, who had returned, heard their practice and trial singing, and his eyes lit up.
"Director, the livestream is arguing again."
Director Yang also called, "Director, where are you now? Can you come back and resolve the issue?"
"Why does everything have to rely on me? You're a deputy director, can't you show some of a deputy director's presence?" Chen Tianming said with disappointment.
"I will in the future, I definitely will. The current priority is that people are already gambling online."
"Gambling on what?"
"Gambling on whose program is more popular, Fang Miaomiao's or Fang Yan's."
"These people, they really don't mind causing trouble."
"Director?" Deputy Director Yang was a bit confused by Chen Tianming's reaction.
"You, you deserve to be only a deputy director." Although Chen Tianming was angry, he continued to explain, "It's traffic, it's creating buzz for our program, and reducing their screen time, which will then pique the audience's interest, understand?"
Deputy Director Yang's scalp tingled upon hearing this, "Won't we be cursed to death by netizens if we do this?"
Especially Fang Yan's fans, they are all crazy. If their screen time is further reduced, he couldn't imagine that scene.
"What are you afraid of?" Chen Tianming said indifferently, "Free buzz, why not take it."
Now he had Wen Zhiyan behind him, the current head of the Wen family. With Wen Zhiyan, he wasn't afraid of the young master of the Wen family?
Hmph, he also had a backer. If anyone asked, he could just vaguely use Mr. Wen's name.
As expected, he was the smartest person in this program team.
Seeing that Chen Tianming maintained his original stance, Deputy Director Yang no longer persuaded him, "Okay, Director, I'll do as you say."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Tianming looked at Fang Miaomiao's serious profile and left without saying anything.
Five hours later.
"Miaomiao, how's your practice?" Cui Mantong felt like she was about to collapse onto the floor.
Fang Miaomiao took a sip of water to moisten her throat before saying, "It's okay, barely passable."
"Miaomiao, what song did you and An'an choose?" Cui Mantong got up and went to Fang Miaomiao's side, lowering her voice as she spoke into the microphone, "Fang Yan's side, when I came by just now, I accidentally heard it. It's a really fiery song. You and An'an can't be outdone by her later."
If they were outdone, someone might just puff up their chest.
"I'm the first performance, she's the last. It's good if she's a bit more fiery."
Cui Mantong rolled her eyes, "Are you stupid? No wonder you were bullied by Fang Yan before, like a lump of dough. If they don't bully you, who will they bully?"
"Okay, okay, I know you mean well, but it's really unnecessary. I don't want to have anything to do with her, or the Fang family anymore."
Cui Mantong sighed, "It's up to the Fang family to be willing to let you go."
Fang Miaomiao smiled and shook her head.
"Good boy, it's getting late, we should go get ready. Judging by the time, the children should be dressed up."
"Wow, An'an, you look so handsome, like a young master from a bygone era." Cui Mantong stared intently at a spot.
Fang Miaomiao followed her gaze and saw a young master in a cyan robe, looking as if he had stepped out of a painting.
"Mom?"
"Beautiful." Fang Miaomiao gave Wen Yan'an a thumbs-up.
It was strange, she didn't know if it was because she had been with the little guy for so long, but with just a glance from him, she knew what he was thinking.