What tone and words should I use to express the chaotic feelings I have right now?

[My goodness, these two are something else! They're both ruthless.]

[Come on, you love-struck fools, pay homage to your granddaughter, the matriarch.]

[Just a moment ago I was a little angry at her for not living up to expectations, but now I realize I was too naive. Huang Xiyue is amazing!]

[Lu Banxian's abilities are as consistently strong as ever; the clarity of this gossip is so high, I almost suspect she's sitting on someone's head listening.]

Under the shed, Director Xu's hands were practically sparking as he typed on the phone. "Captain Qi! Captain Qi! Hurry! Something's happened here, it's a matter of life and death! What? You said five minutes? No, no, that won't do! Three minutes, you have to get there within three minutes!"

"Hello! Is this 120? Someone's died! Please send a vehicle to Nagqu Grassland to pick them up immediately!"

"Hello, is this the funeral home? I'd like to ask if you offer a pre-booking service? I think I'm dying, could you reserve a spot for me?"

After being called "crazy" by the funeral home staff, Director Xu shakily put down his phone, tears streaming down his face.

"Assistant director, do you think this show is my bane? This group of guests is more like legal experts than a group of guests!"

The assistant director wiped the sweat from his brow and comforted him, "Director Xu, look on the bright side. Although netizens are calling you 'Prison Reservation Officer' now, look at the ratings for our show—it's a huge hit!"

Director Xu, his eyes brimming with tears, glanced at the data beside him, then his eyes lit up instantly: "Change the name! Change the name right now! Our variety show will be called 'Guess Who's Next!'"

Assistant Director: "..."

I know you want to show off, but don't do it yet.

As the assistant director was speechless, he heard Lu An'an's slightly amused voice coming from the guests' side again.

"Chen Mohan, do you want to know why you suddenly stopped working?"