Chu Chu picked out a gift, holding three packs of noodles in her arms, and happily stepped off the stage, snuggling into Lu Yan's arms once again.

After the host finished asking the remaining questions, the broadcast was cut off and everyone was sent off. The next segment was for the six guests to showcase their talents.

The order of appearance was determined by drawing lots. The crew brought over a cardboard box containing six small slips of paper. Chen Xueyun was the first to draw a slip and drew number five.

With his eyes closed and a look of resignation to his fate, Simin quickly picked up a crumpled piece of paper, clutched it tightly in his hand, and refused to open it.

Director Cai said that the guests should wear the clothes and shoes that the children bought to perform their talents on stage. He was wearing a tank top, red shorts and flip-flops. He would not only embarrass himself on stage, but also in front of the whole country. What a disgrace!

Sisi had just returned from Lu Yan's place. Lu Yan had promised the kids that she would cook delicious tomato noodles for them tomorrow, and the kids were overjoyed, practically cheering. Sisi had run over here to brag to Si Yiming that she had secured her lunch for tomorrow, only to see Si Yiming looking so miserable. She went up to him, tugged at the sleeve of his vest, tilted her head, and asked innocently, "Daddy, what are you doing?"

What can I do?

I'm struggling right now. It's all because of you, my good daughter, that I dug this pit for my dad. I'm about to fall into it!

Siming looked at Sisi with a bitter expression, on the verge of tears. He wanted to go home, he missed his wife, and he wanted to tell her, "Honey, you've worked so hard. I will work even harder to earn money to support the family. Thank you for taking care of the baby."

Sisi stood on tiptoe, raising both hands to grab Rasimi's palm, her face full of curiosity. "Daddy, what are you holding? Candy? Are you trying to surprise me?"

Haha! You scare me, I'll surprise you? You wish!

Simin snorted coldly and said angrily, "No, Daddy doesn't have money to buy you candy!"

Sisi: "..."

If you don't have money, you don't have money. Why get so worked up?

Director Cai rubbed the smooth, cool head with both hands, using the middle of the head as the center, and said with a mischievous smile, "Sisi baby, your dad is drawing lots for the order in which he goes on stage, but he doesn't dare to look. What do you suggest we do?"

"What's there to be afraid of watching?" Sisi retorted. It's just a serial number. Whether it's on stage in the morning or at night, you have to go on stage. It's just a matter of time, and it's unavoidable.

Si Jingxuan looked at Si Yiming and Si Si and shook his head helplessly.

Siming crumpled the small piece of paper in his hand, wishing he had superhuman strength to crush it into nothingness. Sisi was curious about Siming's number and a little excited about what talent he would perform. She had only ever known her father to be a great basketball player; she had never seen him perform any other talents, which made her even more curious. She urged Siming, "Daddy, look quickly! What's your number? When you perform on stage later, my brother and I will clap our hands really hard. Don't be shy, Daddy!"

Simin: "..."

I'm not shy!

I just... don't want to see it, ...... that's all.

"Pfft," Director Cai laughed like a cunning old fox, "Brother Si, don't worry, everyone will applaud you later."

Simin: "..."

There's absolutely no need for that!

The other guests have already drawn lots: Chen Xueyun is number five, Lan Qingyue is number two, Guan Zhi is number one, Lin Ranran is number four, and Yu Qingqing is number three.