Chapter 136 Chen Tianming Got Cocky

The group spent time at the zoo until it was nearly closing.

Fortunately, they managed to catch a bus as soon as they exited.

Back at the hotel, the children were still chattering about everything they saw at the zoo, while the adults just wanted to retreat to their rooms and lie down.

"Everyone, how was your outing?" Chen Tianming was already waiting in the lobby and asked with a smile as he saw the group enter.

"Fun."

"Uncle Tianming, we saw so many, many animals. The giraffe's neck was this long!" Wu Yueyuan stretched her arms wide to demonstrate.

"This long, huh?" Chen Tianming feigned surprise. "Then how did you take pictures with the giraffes?"

"Uncle Tianming, you're so silly. We used carrots to get the giraffes to stretch their necks towards us, and then we took photos."

"So that's how it's done. What else did you see, kids?"

"Swans."

"Peacocks."

"Why isn't little friend Nannan talking? Can little friend Nannan tell Uncle what your favorite animal was today?"

"It was the goat." Ye Nan felt a bit nervous but answered bravely.

"Why was it the goat?" Chen Tianming asked, puzzled.

"Mommy took me to touch the goat."

"Wow, little friend Nannan touched a goat! That's amazing."

Ye Nan pursed her lips shyly at the praise, but a faint sparkle of joy flickered in her eyes.

"So, are the children happy today?"

"Happy."

The children answered in unison.

"Seeing the children happy makes Uncle Tianming very happy today too. So..." Chen Tianming's tone shifted. "Uncle Tianming has prepared a sumptuous feast for you."

"I feel like this old fox isn't selling good medicine," Cui Mantong mused.

"I don't want to eat," Fang Miaomiao mumbled weakly, resting her head on Cui Mantong's shoulder. "I'm so tired, I want to sleep."

These children's energy levels were simply too high; she felt utterly drained today.

"Uncle Tianming."

"Yes?" Chen Tianming looked at the children gently. "Does little friend An'an have a question?"

"Will we have to complete challenges or something when we eat?"

Chen Tianming: "..."

This child, how could she be so clever? He hadn't said anything, yet how did An'an know?

"Why do you think that, An'an?"

"Because Uncle Tianming is such a thrifty person, he definitely wouldn't treat us to a meal out of his own will. The only possibility is that there will be some riddle set up during the meal."

"Do we have to answer questions accurately before we can eat?"

"But, Nannan is so silly, she won't be able to answer questions. What should we do?" Ye Nan's eyes welled up with tears upon hearing this.

With one child after another speaking, their pitiful pleas made it impossible for Chen Tianming to utter a word of agreement.

"Uncle Tianming, Yuan Yuan is so tired and hungry. Yuan Yuan doesn't want to answer questions, and she doesn't want to go hungry." Wu Yueyuan directly hugged Chen Tianming's waist, her eyes teary as she looked up at him. "Uncle Tianming, Yuan Yuan is so hungry, my tummy is rumbling."

"After you answer the questions, you can..."

Before Chen Tianming could finish speaking, the children exchanged glances and swarmed him in a hug.

"Oh, for goodness sake." Chen Tianming, caught between laughter and tears, embraced the children while looking at their parents.

To his surprise, the parents, as if by telepathy, averted their gaze, looking at the sky, the ground, and other people, anywhere but at him.

"You guys, this is not how you play."

[Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. This is too funny. Director Tianming, just give in. These mothers won't help you.]

[I strongly suspect the mothers are doing this on purpose. Doing problems is impossible, absolutely impossible. Although I don't want to do problems or answer questions, I still need to eat.]

[Embarrassment is for the children. The mothers' role is to turn a deaf ear to Tianming's calls, their minds solely focused on finishing the meal.] httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět

[To the person above, brilliant! Come on, let's bet on how long our upright and shrewd Director Tianming can hold out against the children's persistent pleas. I'll go first, three minutes.]

As soon as the comments appeared on the screen, Chen Tianming couldn't help but say, "This is a one-time exception, it won't happen again."

Alas, what could he do? These children were too adorable, all looking at him with their big, teary eyes. If he didn't comply, he'd be a complete villain.

He was getting on in years; how could he possibly withstand the children's tearful assault?

"Uncle Tianming is the best."

"Uncle Tianming is the best director in the whole world."

"Yes, yes, we like Uncle Tianming the most."

Chen Tianming gradually lost himself in their constant praise, smiling as he stroked the children's heads and waved his hand grandly, "Eat, we're having a big feast for the children tonight. Uncle Tianming's treating."

"Wow, Uncle Tianming is so generous."

"Uncle Tianming is indeed magnificent."

Under the children's sweet talk, the adults also enjoyed a delicious dinner.

After Chen Tianming finished dinner with the children, laughing, he suddenly came to his senses when he returned to the post-production room, met with the resentful glances of the two assistant directors.

He slapped the back of his head. "I'm such a smart person, how did I get tricked by the children just now?"

"Director Chen, you're so smart, you've become so smart you can't even find your own position."

"Get out, get out." Chen Tianming waved them away, putting on his director's air. "How dare you speak to the director like that?"

"Director, what about our discussion meeting?"

"What's the rush? You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Fang Miaomiao is on this reality show, are you afraid she'll run away? Go about your own business." Chen Tianming put on his headphones and began his supervision.

"Mommy, I'm so tired."

"Me too," Fang Miaomiao said, lying on the bed and scrolling through her phone, half-heartedly responding to the child.

"My feet hurt."

"Mine too."

Wen Yan'an pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at Fang Miaomiao. "Then, Mommy, I'll massage your legs for you."

"What made you suddenly think of that?" Fang Miaomiao glanced at him.

"It's not that, I just want to massage Mommy's legs."

"Then go ahead," Fang Miaomiao extended her leg.

Since it was a recording for the show, Fang Miaomiao was wearing modest pajamas.

"Okay."

Wen Yan'an got up, squatted beside Fang Miaomiao's leg, took a deep breath, and said, "Mommy, I'm starting now."

With that, Wen Yan'an placed his hands on Fang Miaomiao's legs and began to massage.

Fang Miaomiao nodded in satisfaction. "An'an, you're doing well."

Encouraged by the praise, Wen Yan'an massaged with even more vigor.

The comfortable sensation on her legs made Fang Miaomiao close her eyes. He looked small, but he had quite some strength.