Chapter 85 Chapter 85 King of Rolls Dad 30+31

Rong has really changed. He used to be a workaholic. While I was proud and happy for his prolific output and his steady rise in career, I was also worried about hearing about his sudden death one day.

[Now that Brother Rong has been sanctioned, Zhuo Bao usually looks lazy, but once she gets serious, she's incredibly aggressive. Brother Rong has to rack his brains to persuade her to balance work and rest, hahaha.]

[To persuade Zhuo Bao is to persuade him. I hope that one day Rong Ge can also lie down and enjoy life. Even if his output decreases, as long as we see him healthy and happy, we as fans will be very satisfied.]

Rong Yi can be considered a role model in the entertainment industry. This world is full of exaggeration and distortion. Only people like Rong Yi, who guide young people's values ​​and goals, can suppress these evildoers. As long as Rong Yi continues to succeed and always presents a positive image to the world, there is still hope for the entertainment industry.

Indeed, many newcomers are now fans of Brother Rong. Most of them aren't particularly famous, but they take every job very seriously. It's precisely because of these people, and because they've created such insignificant characters, that films and TV series controlled by capital haven't been completely ruined.

[There's no need to be so pessimistic. Rong's company is free of the filth and messiness that plagues the entertainment industry. All opportunities are within everyone's reach. Although this company and these individuals currently only occupy a small portion of the entertainment industry, a spark will eventually spread and clear away all the filth and darkness!]

[What the above said is right! ]

[I hope that those who work hard will get the rewards they deserve.]

Meanwhile, knowing there was still another round to go, and already confident of victory, Zhuozhuo finally agreed to let Rong Yi rub her wrist. Even so, her fighting spirit still burned brightly. She leaned into Rong Yi's arms and promised, "Dad, Zhuozhuo will let you win the next round, too!"

"Hmm... Winning or losing isn't that important, actually. We can have a lot of fun playing a game." Rong Yi slowly said something he had previously never believed and scoffed at. "Every effort you make may not necessarily lead to success, but you will definitely not have regrets, nor will it cause you to become consumed by internal friction in the future."

[Such a simple truth. My internal friction is because I haven't done anything yet. I'm just sitting there thinking about things! Thinking about so many things, but not doing any of them, is what makes me anxious and restless.]

I used to be the same way, always wasting my time. Ultimately, it was just because I had too much free time. If I could just make all the ideas in my head come true and get busy, I wouldn't have time for that internal wasting time.

[So the essence of internal friction is still procrastination.]

Zhuozhuo didn't understand the internal friction and regrets, but she felt that Rong Yi needed to talk at this moment, and she was willing to listen to her father.

As she listened, Zhuozhuo suddenly had a strange thought. She felt that Rong Yi's words were what she had dreamed of since she came into this world, but she also felt that she didn't like these words. She resisted these words from the bottom of her heart and even felt panic.

Zhuozhuo didn't understand what was going on, and subconsciously shouted in his head: "All..."

9972's voice sounded, "Dear host, 9972 is temporarily offline. If you need to purchase items, techniques, etc., please purchase them in the system store. If you would like to review the original storyline, please recall it yourself. If you would like to consult a quest strategy, please use your brain. With that said, I hope you can live happily while the system is away!"

Zhuozhuo's mind was full of questions. "Tongtong, where have you been? Come back soon."

9972 automatic reply: [Please do not repeatedly harass the system, please complete the task independently!]

Zhuozhuo called out several times, but the responses she received became more and more angry. Finally, she got angry and didn't want to pay any more attention to 9972. She concentrated on listening to Rong Yi.

However, after being tortured by 9972's automatic reply, Zhuozhuo has forgotten his previous negative emotions and has become a cheerful and happy flower bud again.

Rong Yi: "...Zhuozhuo, stop fighting so hard. How about we come up with a little strategy?"

"What are small tactics?"

"Look, it's like this. Dad recognizes some of the vegetables in the picture, but not others. When it's Dad's turn to pick a vegetable he recognizes, Zhuozhuo grabs the button. For the ones Dad doesn't recognize, Zhuozhuo takes a break and lets others grab them."

"But Zhuozhuo doesn't know which one Daddy knows and which one he doesn't."

Rong Yi said, "The ones Daddy answers wrong are the ones he doesn't know. But Zhuozhuo doesn't need to pay attention to what Daddy says. Daddy will stop him directly when the time comes."

Seeing some reluctance on Zhuozhuo's face, Rong Yi said again, "This way, Zhuozhuo only needs to take action at the critical moment, just like the heroes on TV who can change the situation of the battle with just one move. Isn't it cool?"

Zhuozhuo's eyes lit up, "Zhuozhuo wants to be a hero!"

"Okay, Dad will rely entirely on Lady Blazing for protection."

Jiang Huarong guessed correctly for two more vegetables, and by the end of the first round, he was in second place with five points. Zhuozhuo saw the results and asked Rong Yi what they said. He then inquired about the difference between "8" and "5," and immediately said to Rong Yi, "Dad, Uncle Huarong is only three points away from surpassing you."

"Lady Zhuozhuo, there's no need to panic. Three points may seem like a small number, but it's actually very difficult to get." Rong Yi, who has invisible top cancer, said so.

"But, if he gives Uncle Huarong a '3', he will win!" Zhuozhuo was as if facing a great enemy, and he emphasized the seriousness of the matter by raising his voice and sternly speaking.

[Hahahahahaha, if Zhuo Bao had a kindergarten diploma, he wouldn't say that.]

[I'm going to cut this out and send it to Zhuobao in a private message when she starts school!]

[Isn't Zhuobao really good at addition and subtraction? Do you remember when he said he wanted to give his friends roller skates?]

[Perhaps it was because, at that time, the calculation was within five.]

What does that mean? 8-5 is arithmetic within ten. Once children learn to add and subtract, shouldn't they be able to count on their fingers? Why is there a restriction on counting within five? What are they counting on?

[Perhaps, Zhuo Bao is using one hand to count the other. A hand only has five fingers, so she can only count within five, hahaha.]

[Some children count their toes when ten fingers aren't enough, while others only count five.]

[Hahaha, how can kids be so funny?]

My son is four years old. The teacher used apples to teach him that 3+4=7. He learned it very quickly, but when the teacher used oranges, he had trouble figuring it out.

In the recording hall, everyone had to endure the pain of holding back their laughter because of Zhuozhuo's words.

Rong Yi, the one being closely watched by Zhuo Zhuo, had already mastered a mask of composure through his superb acting skills. He gently and patiently explained to Zhuo Zhuo that the three was not the number "3," but "1+1+1." He also emphasized that Jiang Huarong's three points would only result in a tie.

After understanding the difficulty of Jiang Huarong's comeback, Zhuozhuo gradually calmed down. She said in a baby voice, "Dad, next round, Zhuozhuo will help you get a few more threes!"

"Okay, Daddy has to work hard too. We can't waste the opportunity that Zhuozhuo fought so hard for."

The second round began. The image showed sixteen different mushrooms. Zhuozhuo quickly got into the swing of things, and at the PD's command, he quickly snatched the first opportunity to answer a question. Rong Yi calmly began answering until he got stuck on a mushroom he didn't recognize and had guessed incorrectly.

"Zhuozhuo, no need to grab..."

"Dad, I got it!"

Rong Yi: “…” My daughter is so great.

[Hahahaha, what's the point of having a detailed strategy? Zhuo Bao forgets everything once he gets excited!]

[Actually, I think this is fine. Zhuobao should just focus on answering the questions without worrying about tactics. He can rest immediately after his performance declines. This way, he can still get good scores in the early stages. And children's brains aren't big enough for them to think about so many things at once.]

[Actually, I'm a little curious, how come Zhuo Bao's hand speed is so fast?]

[Kids are like this, when they do something bad, their hands are faster than a cat’s.]

[I think it's because children's arms are shorter, so brain signals can be transmitted to their hands more quickly, leading to faster reactions.]

[Hahahaha, the upstairs guy is grabbing bamboo shoots.]

Zhuozhuo opened each round with unstoppable momentum and overwhelming speed, giving Rong Yi countless opportunities to try and fail. In one round, Rong Yi actually relied on his ability to answer questions and luck to get through all sixteen questions.

After the fifth game, the team of Zhuozhuo and Rongyi was far ahead with 43 points. The second place team of Zhou Huasheng and Jiang Huarong was second with 22 points. The team of Duoduo and Zhao Shaochu had 8 points, the team of Nuomi and He Tian had 4 points, and the team of Hanghang and Xiangtian had 3 points.

When PD announced that Zhuobao and Rongge were victorious, Zhuozhuo raised his arms and cheered, asking, "Uncle Pipi, is the game over?"

"It's over. Congratulations, Zhuo Bao, you're first."

"Great! Dad, you can eat now!"

[Scorching Angel woooooooooooo.]

[After a completely focused game, Zhuo Bao actually remembered and immediately remembered that Rong Yi hadn't eaten. How could he be so adorable and endearing?]

Rong Yi's heart almost melted. He picked up Zhuo Zhuo and put his face close to hers. "Let's eat together. What does Zhuo Zhuo want to eat? Let's order."

"Is it okay?" Zhuozhuo looked at the program crew hesitantly. Apparently, after a day, the program crew had become a roadblock on her way to dinner in her mind.

Rong Yi also looked over and said seriously, "I personally think that the production team should give the first place a reward other than just money."

Jiang Huarong followed closely behind, "I think the second place winner should also receive a reward besides money!"

Zhao Shaochu and He Tian also shouted, claiming that they had been oppressed by the production team for a day and now they wanted to resist and revolt. This commotion was a great effect for the show, and everyone was laughing.

The production team then explained that since it was dinner time, the rewards would be generous. Besides the funds distributed based on ranking, each group of guests could order freely. However, each dish must use the ingredients in the correct answer.

As soon as these words came out, Rong Yi and Jiang Huarong both showed satisfied smiles, and the remaining three people howled miserably, "No——"

[This trick by the production team is really too mean, hahahaha!]

As we all know, there are many kinds of ingredients. Cooking is to combine one or more ingredients together, with seasoning and cooking methods, to make delicious food. Therefore, the key is not the number of ingredients, but whether they are suitable.

This is the situation that the three groups, Duoduo Nuomi and Hanghang, are currently facing. Just looking at the number of ingredients they can choose from—8, 4, and 3—it seems like they can still make a few dishes, but the problem is that the ingredients available to each group can't be put into the same pot.

Broccoli and strawberry stir-fry anyone?

Have you heard of durian tofu?

[Duoduo can still eat raw durian and strawberries, and then stir-fried broccoli. What about Glutinous Rice and Hanghang? One eats stir-fried peppers, and the other eats cold enoki mushrooms?]

[This is when our Zhuo Bao comes in. She's a natural match for the show crew!]

[It can't be Zhuo Bao who always has to lead the charge, right? Are the others all mute?]

[It's not that serious, right? It's just that Zhuobao's reactions to things are always so cute, and everyone loves to watch them.]

All 80 kinds of ingredients were displayed by the program team, and Zhuozhuo Rongyi alone had 43 of them. They were placed in front of them in a grand manner, just like the display shelves of goods in a supermarket, which was very spectacular.

Zhuozhuo, like a little squirrel who had discovered ten wild granaries, excitedly pointed at each ingredient and asked Rongyi how to eat it. Rongyi answered every question in detail, even telling funny stories that made Zhuozhuo laugh. Between the two of them, there was a loving father and a filial daughter.

The atmosphere between Zhou Huasheng and Jiang Huarong was quite casual, and they didn't interfere with each other. Zhou Huasheng quickly and efficiently selected what he wanted to eat, while Jiang Huarong had a difficult decision-making disorder, wanting this and that, and was entangled in endless confusion.

Nuomi, who had no room for hesitation, looked at their own pepper corn, yellow rice, and black rice, then looked at the production team who were holding back their mischief, and said to Zhuozhuo, "Zhuozhuo, do you like corn pancakes, yellow rice jelly, and black rice cakes? They're delicious."

"Zhuozhuo likes it!" Zhuozhuo answered without hesitation. As long as it was delicious, she would eat it.

The production team noticed that the two groups of guests were about to engage in illegal transactions and were about to send a PD to stop them, but then they heard Nuomi say, "Zhuozhuo, you treated us to milk before, so how about I treat you to these?"

Program crew: “…”

This is a good excuse. They can’t stop the children from saying thank you during the live broadcast.

"Okay, thank you Sister Nuomi." Zhuozhuo took the corn, yellow rice and black rice and said in a baby voice, "Zhuozhuo will also treat Sister Nuomi to something." Her chubby little hands were waving above the abundant ingredients at home, not knowing which one to choose as a gift.

Rong Yi reminded him, "Zhuozhuo, look, Nuomi's green pepper is also a kind of chili pepper. Dad just mentioned what are the common ways to cook chili peppers at home?"

"Chili fried eggs, chili fried pork, and pepper preserved eggs." Zhuozhuo shook his head and happily handed the eggs, pork belly, and preserved eggs to Nuomi, "Give them to Sister Nuomi!"

Nuomi was so touched, "Thank you, Zhuozhuo!"

He Tian was even more excited and shouted directly: "Zhuozhuo, you are my savior, I will definitely repay you!"

PD: "Wait a minute, Zhuobao, you can't give things to Nuomi."

Zhuozhuo said doubtfully, "Zhuozhuo didn't give it to me. Zhuozhuo gave it to Sister Nuomi."

Nuomi: "Yes, yes. Zhuozhuo likes my corn, yellow rice, and black rice, so he gave me eggs, preserved eggs, and pork belly as a thank you gift. It's a gift, not a present."

PD: “Okay, we can’t do that anymore…”

"shining!"

Two overlapping loud calls interrupted the PD's words. Xiang Tian and Zhao Shaochu rushed over and said that they also wanted to thank Zhuo Zhuo for treating their son to milk. One gave him durian, strawberries and jujubes, and the other gave him enoki mushrooms and morels.

Not only did they give them away, they also boasted about how delicious these things were.

Zhuozhuo accepted everything with a wave of his hand, and under Rong Yi's guidance, he also gave back an equal amount of food. With this back-and-forth, each group had enough food, and the program team's plan failed.

The production team didn't even try to stop us. Perhaps because they didn't want to give Nuomi and He Tian any special treatment, they simply added weakly, "This is the only time we can exchange food. Afterwards, we can't exchange food in any other way."

"I know." Even in such a busy moment, Zhuozhuo didn't forget Zhou Huasheng and happily shared with him, "Brother Peanut, Zhuozhuo has a lot of delicious food. I'll give you half!"

At this time, Zhuozhuo Rongyi's group already has 50 kinds of ingredients. If they continue to expand, they will have to collect the entire illustrated guide.

"Okay, Zhuozhuo can take whatever he wants."

Who could have imagined that the first and second to last players at the start would now rise to first and second, while the first, second, and third players who were previously above them are now reduced to having nothing to eat. It really is true that one should not despise the young and poor!

[Hahaha, Zhuo Aotian is here!]

[Rong Aotian is here!]

[Jiang Aotian is here!]

[Zhou Aotian is here!]

[Why do I feel like the production team is too easy to talk to? It's like they're holding back a big move and are letting everyone down!]

[You can't let them go hungry and cook with these ingredients yourself, right?]

[It shouldn't be so anti-human.]

Each group orders a maximum of four dishes. Everyone submits their menus, which are reviewed and approved by the production team before being sent to the kitchen for preparation. While waiting, everyone plays a game to decide which group will get up early to buy breakfast for everyone the next morning.

Just as the adults were about to show their resistance to this task, they heard Zhuozhuo proudly say, "My dad gets up early. He gets up with the sun and goes running."

When Nuomi heard this, she was dissatisfied. "My dad gets up earlier because he doesn't sleep at night! He doesn't sleep until the moon goes to sleep. He is a little late-night darling~"

The adults were trying to hold back their laughter, and He Tian felt like his little cotton-padded jacket was leaking air. Zhuo Zhuo, on the other hand, felt like her father had been defeated, and she quickly changed the subject for her old father, "My dad can read for ages! He doesn't move at all."

"My dad can spend the whole day on his phone without touching it!"

"You're lying." Zhuozhuo said proudly, "Your dad must be going to the bathroom to pee and poop, so he will definitely move."

Nuomi said firmly: "My dad doesn't go to the bathroom. My dad is on the sofa, eating both urine and poop!"

There were bursts of pig squeals coming from the filming site, as everyone couldn't hold back their laughter anymore.

He Tian rushed over and carried away the rambling Nuomi, covering her mouth. Zhuo Zhuo chased after her, yelling, "My dad eats poop too. He eats a big bowl every time—woooooooo!"

Rong Yi picked up Zhuo Zhuo and held her in his arms. He slapped her little butt lightly with a mixture of anger and amusement, "Thank you so much, Daddy."

Zhuozhuo chuckled, "Dad, no need to thank me, it's what Zhuozhuo should do."

Everyone: "Hahahahahahaha."

[Hahahahahahaha…]

[Realistic version of the pit father.]

[These two little ones are so sweet.]

[I was watching the whole thing and didn't understand how the topic turned into a poop-eating competition between two dads... Ugh, this is a nasty comment.]

To prevent the little ones from saying anything shocking again, several parents urged the PD to start the game quickly.

The game is simple, a variation on the popular game "Pass the Flower." The adults sit in a circle facing each other, while one child sings and another walks around the adults, while three other children interrupt. When the singing stops, whichever adult the walking children stop behind gets to buy breakfast.

Zhuozhuo didn't know if he understood the rules, and he raised his hand actively, "Zhuozhuo wants to sing, Zhuozhuo wants to spin in circles——"

However, Zhuozhuo was too young to sing or walk against the distractions. In the end, everyone decided that six-year-olds Zhou Huasheng and Hanghang would sing, while one would walk in a circle, and the remaining three would act as troublemakers.

Zhuozhuo was originally leaning against Rong Yi's chest, looking a little unhappy. But after seeing the balloon hammers the production team gave to the troublemakers, he excitedly ran around holding them, shouting, "Zhuozhuo is a troublemaker!"

[So cute.]

[Zhuobao's happiness is contagious. Seeing her makes me happy.]

The game started. Zhou Huasheng stood on the table, chose a song and started singing, while Hanghang walked in circles behind the adults.

Nuomi kept a close eye on Hanghang, and whenever he approached He Tian, ​​she would rush over to try to interrupt. Duoduo, shy and introverted, stood there, somewhat bewildered, clutching a balloon hammer shaped like a cabbage dog.

Zhuozhuo grunted as he pulled a small stool to the side of the table and climbed up with his butt sticking out.

The staff immediately came up to guard the table, but no one stopped her or asked Zhuozhuo to come down, wanting to see what she was going to do.

[I bet Zhuozhuo didn't understand the rules and just wanted to play with Peanut.]

I think Zhuozhuo understood the rules this time, and she wanted to solve the problem at the source. As long as the singing stopped, Hanghang had to stop immediately. Zhuozhuo was small, so it was difficult for her to stop Hanghang's actions, but it was easy to interrupt her brother and make him stop singing.

Zhuozhuo stood on the table, pursing his lips and looking at Zhou Huasheng with a wicked smile, then raised the cauliflower balloon hammer and hit Zhou Huasheng on the head, "Brother Peanut, Zhuozhuo defeated you!"

Zhou Huasheng subconsciously said, "Well, Zhuozhuo defeated me, what do you want me to do?"

The singing stopped, but Hanghang continued walking. Xiangtian, laughing wildly, carried him behind He Tian. That was the moment the singing stopped, and that was where Hanghang was.

Rong Yi, Zhao Shaochu, and Jiang Huarong laughed and called out to the PD, "Look, the chosen one who bought breakfast has appeared!"

He Tian just lay on the ground and acted like a spoiled child. "This round doesn't count. These kids don't understand the rules. Look at this. They kept walking forward even after the singing stopped. The one who was singing just replied when others spoke. And there was even a troublemaker who climbed up the table to play with others! This round is just a practice round. The next round is the official start!"

The production team, eager to see the fun, agreed with He Tian's suggestion. Everyone took their seats, and the game officially began. Several adults took turns telling Zhou Huasheng not to talk to or play with Zhuozhuo, and to wait until the game was over before deciding anything else.

Zhou Huasheng didn't say anything, just started singing to herself. Zhuozhuo pulled his stool up onto the table again, a smirk on his face that said, "Here I go again." Zhou Huasheng and Zhuozhuo stared at each other for a second, then slowly turned his back to her.

Zhuozhuo tilted his head, raised the cauliflower balloon hammer and hit Zhou Huasheng on the back, and announced loudly, "Brother Peanut, Zhuozhuo defeated you again."

After waiting for a while and not hearing Zhou Huasheng's response, Zhuozhuo said to himself, "This is my territory now. Brother Peanut, you go down and I'll sing!"

Zhou Huasheng couldn't help but said, "You can't sing."

"I know, I know! Two tigers, run!" Zhuozhuo, looking down from above, treated the table like his own stage and sang happily. But Zhao Shaochu, with Hanghang standing next to him, was not happy. He imitated He Tian's approach and demanded that the game be forfeited.

Jiang Huarong's dog nose caught the scent of rice and he immediately switched from muddying the waters to protecting his brother. He said, "Hua Sheng could have stopped at any time. He just happened to want to stop when Zhuo Zhuo was talking. How can you say that doesn't count?"

He had to take the result of this round as the basis and eat. He was almost going crazy with hunger!

Xiang Tian: "That's right, I admit defeat. Go set your alarm for tomorrow morning."

Seeing that Zhuozhuo was very interested in the role of the singer, Rong Yi said, "How about we switch the roles? Zhuozhuo sings and Huasheng plays the troublemaker."

Zhou Huasheng said, "Okay."

Zhuozhuo jumped for joy, "Okay, okay."

Since both parties and their parents had no objections, the production team also had no objections. So, the third round began, and it was Zhuozhuo who sang.

Zhuozhuo sang the only four children's songs he knew, breaking into pieces, now and then a line from this, now and then another, making everyone smile. Suddenly, Zhuozhuo shouted, "Dad, Brother Hanghang is behind you!"

Everyone: “…”