"Director, your face is about to bloom," said Assistant Director Yang, looking at the director who was still smiling even after getting into the car.
"What do you know? The children like me, and I'm happy."
Seeing this, Assistant Director Yang couldn't help but inwardly complain: Shouldn't it be the children who know you're the director, and therefore are trying to please you? However, if children with such adorable faces were to please him, he supposed he would also willingly fall for it, just like the director.
"By the way, Director."
Chen Tianming became slightly more serious: "What is it?"
"It's just that Fang Yanhuan might be joining the show again."
"What nonsense is this? What does she think my show is? That she can come and go as she pleases?" Chen Tianming said angrily, hearing this. "Who does she think she is?"
Assistant Director Yang said sheepishly, "She's the daughter of the Fang family and the acknowledged girlfriend of Emperor Wen Lan."
"She... I..."
Chen Tianming had a headache and was successfully deflated. "Didn't she say she was sick and would miss this episode? What, does she want to build a persona of professionalism on my show?"
"I don't know," Assistant Director Yang spread his hands, indicating his helplessness. "So, what should we do now?"
"When will she arrive?"
"Tomorrow morning."
Chen Tianming scoffed and said indifferently, "Then let her come tomorrow on her own."
He had to accompany his precious little ones and didn't have time to pick her up.
"Alright, Director."
Assistant Director Yang silently prayed that no more mishaps would occur.
Mingcheng.
If the snowy mountains were the stars and moon in the heavens, and the Tianchi Lake was the boundless yearning, then Mingcheng was the most down-to-earth fireworks of the mortal world.
"Indeed, the mortal world is the most suitable place for me," Cui Mantong took a deep breath of the aroma wafting through the air, greedily saying, "It smells so good, my mouth is watering."
In a place like this, her back and legs instantly stopped hurting, and she could jump around with ease.
"Be dignified, we don't have enough funds."
Chen Huan's words were like a basin of cold water, dousing the flames that had just ignited in Cui Mantong. She deflated like a wilting plant and slumped against Fang Miaomiao, complaining aggrievedly about the show's stinginess and pettiness.
Fang Miaomiao patted Cui Mantong's head in return: "Don't worry, I'm here. Today, I'll let you guys have fun shopping."
Cui Mantong's eyes lit up: "Miaomiao, are you?"
Fang Miaomiao raised her hand and covered Cui Mantong's alluring red lips: "Shush!"
[Ahhhhh, sisters, the Man Miao CP is real! I'm shipping it so hard, I love it, I love it. Ahhh, get together, get together.]
[The one upstairs, don't get so excited. Look, our mature CP has already learned to take screenshots on their own. I never thought I'd find a girl as suitable for Mantong as this. If this isn't love, what is?]
[Is there a lip-reading army? Come out quickly and translate for this empress what Miaomiao just said. I'll pay fifty cents for the answer.]
Instantly.
Two golden bullet comments appeared in the livestream.
[No, Mantong, you're mine.]
[Thanks for the invitation, Miaomiao has a legal husband.]
[What the heck, what did I just see? Online debunking?]
[Good heavens, the one upstairs, isn't it? Rather than saying it's online debunking, it's more like the stars themselves are declaring their ownership. Oh my god, let Chen Tianming open another variety show! I've already thought of the title: The Behind-the-Scenes Master Who's Jealous Online. Hahaha.]
[The one in front is so mean! You've taken all the bamboo from the mountain, but cough cough, to be honest, I have a friend who also wants to watch this variety show. Director Tianming, keep up the good work.]
"I want to eat stinky tofu."
"Buy it."
"Mom."
"Auntie Miaomiao, we want to eat grilled squid."
"Buy it!"
"Miaomiao."
"Buy it!"
In the RV, looking at Fang Miaomiao waving generously inside, Chen Tianming wondered, "Are you giving Fang Miaomiao the 3000 yuan?"
"Yes," Assistant Director Yang was also confused. "When we gave it to her, weren't you there? To prevent her from reneging, we gave her a new phone with no contacts in it."
Chen Tianming was even more puzzled. "That's impossible. Look at Fang Miaomiao, she's spending money like there's no tomorrow. She doesn't look like someone with only 3000 yuan."
He wasn't expecting to see a team happily wandering around. This was clearly not logical.
"How about we check Fang Miaomiao's finances tonight?"
Chen Tianming was about to say that it might not be appropriate, but when he glanced at the few people, and even the cameraman whose mouth was moving, the refusal in his throat instantly changed to: "Check it. We must check the accounts tonight."
"This is so satisfying."
The group lay happily in the pavilion, admiring the surrounding scenery and sighing with emotion.
"Miaomiao, did we just spend a lot of money?" Zhou Jiaxin suddenly remembered something and asked worriedly.
"No."
"No?"
It was everyone's turn to be surprised. "You... we just ate for free? Isn't that a bit too thrilling?"
"How could that be?" Fang Miaomiao's lips curved upwards, and she beckoned the cameraman over with a hook of her finger.
The cameraman stepped closer.
"I think both the viewers in the livestream and the production team who want to see us make a fool of ourselves are very curious," Fang Miaomiao spread her hands, blinking innocently. "But what does it matter? I'm just not going to tell you."
Her smug and slightly irritating demeanor made Chen Tianming, who was watching from behind the scenes, so angry he didn't know what to say. "This girl, she's doing it on purpose."
Assistant Director Yang cleared his throat a few times. "Director, if Fang Miaomiao hasn't used up her funds, we can't say she lost, can we?"
"She violated the rules of this episode."
Assistant Director Yang shook his head. "She didn't use any other phone."
After giving that phone to Fang Miaomiao, they had a hacker constantly monitoring it. Fang Miaomiao indeed hadn't made any calls, added any friends, let alone transferred any money.
"This is what makes me even angrier and more confused," Chen Tianming said powerlessly.
He, a man who had lived for more than forty years, was outsmarted by a young person in her twenties.
"Mom, I'm sleepy."
Fang Miaomiao picked up Wen Yanan and said softly, "Want to sleep a little?"
Wen Yanan rubbed his eyes and shook his head.
Fang Miaomiao clapped her hands and motioned for Wen Yan to sit on her lap. "Sleep."
Wen Yanan leaned against Fang Miaomiao's shoulder and softly said, "Thank you, Mom."
"I'm feeling a bit sleepy too," Cui Mantong yawned and said.
"Then how about we go back to the hotel directly?" Zhou Jiaxin suggested. "Since we've reduced our tourist attractions by more than half, we don't need to rush as much later."
"Good idea," Cui Mantong raised her hand in agreement.
"I'm fine with whatever," Chen Huan said softly, glancing at the somewhat listless children.
"Alright, then we'll go back to the hotel."