"Director, isn't this against the rules?" the assistant director frowned, disagreeing. "Once this episode is over, what will happen if Shen Jiani and the others see it?"
"What do you mean, against the rules?" Chen Tianming lay back in his chair, glancing at him languidly. "I don't quite understand what you're saying."
"Director, please don't forget, Fang Yanhuan is backed by Wen Wenlan," the assistant director said worriedly. "What if he finds out about this and causes trouble for us?"
The main point was that Wen Wenlan was the crown prince of the Wen Group. If he found out they were so openly favoring Fang Miaomiao, what would they do if he questioned them?
Back then, the reason they agreed to let Fang Miaomiao participate in the variety show was that someone higher up deliberately wanted Fang Miaomiao to make a fool of herself.
"So, that's why I'm the director and you're the assistant director," Chen Tianming gestured for him to stop. "Xiao Zhou, sometimes you can't just look at the surface of things, understand? If it's not something we should be worried about, don't worry about it. Otherwise, even I won't be able to protect you."
This was no longer a "battle" at their level. Instead of worrying about it, it was better to turn a blind eye. When gods fight, the common people suffer.
It seemed that this entertainment industry was about to change.
The assistant director pondered, his thoughts drifting to the mysterious administrator in Fang Miaomiao's live stream. "You mean?"
Chen Tianming meaningfully made a "shushing" gesture to the assistant director.
...
The sensitive Cui Mantong pulled Fang Miaomiao aside and asked her inner doubts, "Miaomiao, this wasn't... orchestrated by your family, was it?"
The main thing was, it was too coincidental. Just as they were short on money and couldn't afford seafood, the Wen's Hotel held an event the very next moment, and it happened to be a parent-child activity.
This just didn't seem right. Wasn't it said that Miaomiao wasn't favored after marrying into the Wen family?
"It couldn't be," Fang Miaomiao denied without even thinking. "He's too busy, he shouldn't have time to manage us."
After all, Wen Zhiyan was a chairman responsible for so many projects, he was already swamped. How could he possibly be watching their show in the live stream?
"Mantong, don't overthink it," Fang Miaomiao said, seeing that the production team wasn't intervening, which further solidified her thoughts. "Come on, let's get ready. Even if we don't get first place, winning third place would still make us rich."
Alas, she had promised to slack off, but in the end, for the sake of seafood, she still had to run hard. If she had money, would she have to suffer like this?
Thinking this, Fang Miaomiao made a silent decision in her heart, a decision that made it even more difficult for the production team to make things difficult for them.
"You saying that, it does seem to make some sense."
Fang Miaomiao looked at Cui Mantong with an expression of "a promising student" and said, "Mantong, go for it."
"Go for it."
The two of them looked at the two little ones simultaneously.
The two little ones exchanged a look and then helplessly gestured, "Go for it!"
[Hahaha, can someone tell me why I'm seeing expressions of utter despair on the faces of two children.]
[Oh god, if my mom made me shout 'go for it' in public, I'd find a hole to crawl into. So embarrassing.]
[As expected, they are my source of joy. I burst out laughing while watching this during a meeting, and when my leader asked what I was laughing at, I had a flash of inspiration and said: Boss, your idea is too perfect, I can't help but admire and respect you.]
[I think Fang Miaomiao has no self-awareness. Be confident, this is the backing that capital gives you.]
[Hahaha, seriously, when I saw her earnestly say her husband was too busy and probably had no time to watch the show, I just wanted to jump into the screen and tell her that not only is your husband slacking off at work to get you food, but he's also declaring his territory in the comments.]
[As expected, love is always someone else's.]
On the scene, it was a clamor, bustling with excitement.
The host, dressed in a black suit, walked onto the makeshift stage.
"Good afternoon, everyone. We are delighted that you have 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 athletic ability, and a family cooperation challenge. In each challenge, the top three teams will receive five points, three points, and two points respectively. After three rounds of competition, the scores will be added up for ranking."
The host explained the rules: "The family with the highest score will receive a 5,000 yuan voucher for seafood, followed by 4,000 yuan for second place, and 3,000 yuan for third place."
"All prize money can be used to purchase seafood at the market. The final interpretation right belongs to August Hotel. Did everyone understand?"
"Understood."
The ten families were filled with enthusiasm and confidence upon hearing the prize list.
"Then, is everyone ready?"
"Ready!"
"Very good. Now, please welcome our staff to bring out the answer bells. I will have ten questions. Families who know the answer can quickly ring the answer bell to get a chance to answer."
"Good son," Fang Miaomiao said, resting her hand on Wen Yan'an's shoulder. "I'll leave the intelligence part to you, I believe you can do it."
The author's setup was that Wen Yan'an had a higher IQ than his peers. If that was the case, then she thought a small question shouldn't stop Wen Yan'an from performing.
"What did you just call me?" Wen Yan'an's body trembled slightly as he looked at Fang Miaomiao, who wanted to dump the task on him, with surprise.
"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 raised an eyebrow at him.
"Mom."
Fang Miaomiao's body froze. An unknown feeling surged in her heart. She quickly and awkwardly changed the subject, "Well, young man, go for it. I'm optimistic about you."
Wen Yan'an's cheeks flushed as he pretended to be calm and said, "I will try my best."
If the camera zoomed in any further, it would have noticed Wen Yan'an's right hand trembling slightly.
"Then please get ready, everyone. The first question is a brain teaser. If a mother cuts her beautiful long hair short, why does no one notice when she gets home? Children who know the answer, please raise your hands."
Ding!
"Number 1 child, 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 1 is incorrect."
Cui Yongsui rang the answer bell. "Because there is no one at home."
"Correct! Child number 10 gets a point."
"Sisi is so smart," Fang Miaomiao exclaimed in admiration.
"This child takes after his father. He likes reading when he has nothing else to do," Cui Mantong pouted. "You don't know how bored I get when I'm home alone."
"Then I'll come visit you when I'm free. Don't you get tired of me."
"Of course not, I'd be thrilled."
The two of them chatted as if no one else was around, completely unaware that Fang Miaomiao's words had ignited a competitive spirit within the two children.