Chapter 78 Chapter 78 King Dad 20
Even though he already knew the process, Rong Yi couldn't help but become curious when Zhuozhuo was choosing a gift.
When Zhuozhuo heard that he had to give a gift to his friend, he ran to the toy room on the first floor and took out the watercolor pencil box. The photographer followed him closely with a camera and even took a complete shot of the toy room.
What is this, a private indoor playground?
[This is about 300 square meters, right? This is City A!]
PD asked Zhuo Zhuo: "Zhuo Zhuo, do you want this box of watercolor pens as a gift?"
"No, Zhuozhuo went to draw pictures for everyone."
Rong Yi smiled and explained, "Zhuozhuo, you can draw pictures for everyone, but now you need to choose a ready-made gift, such as a doll or a car."
Zhuozhuo understood and even started to teach Rong Yi a lesson, "Dad, we can't bring too many things when we go out to play. It will be very troublesome. We only need the necessities!"
"Is that so? Then what does Zhuozhuo want to choose?"
Zhuozhuo was walking around the hall when she suddenly saw the robot vacuum cleaner in the corner. She was about to drag it over, but then she stopped and said to herself, "No, no, dad is sweeping the floor!" She thought other children were also swept by their fathers.
She picked up the water cup again, then gave up. "This is Zhuozhuo and Dad's water cup. I can't give it away. I need a new one. Zhuozhuo doesn't have a new one, so I won't give it to him."
Everyone was amused. Rong Yi didn't mention that there was an unopened water cup at home, as he wanted to see what Zhuozhuo would choose.
Zhuozhuo suddenly ran to the door and rode his little bicycle over, "Hey, baby, don't want to walk, ride a bicycle, it's faster!"
She was about to give the bicycle to Rong Yi when she suddenly giggled, "No, the bicycle is too small. Dad can't ride it."
[Zhuobao is so thoughtful. She wanted to choose a gift that can be used by both adults and children.]
Zhuozhuo was busy for a while, running around, and his nose was sweating. During this time, the program team conducted a brief interview with Rong Yi about Zhuozhuo's painting.
Rong Yi had been busy filming these days, either frantically on set or under house arrest by Zhuo Zhuo. He even flew to Dazhou Town to handle Zhuo Zhuo's adoption paperwork. He watched his own Bao Er do so well every day, but couldn't show off. Now that the production team had offered him a chance, he naturally wouldn't let it go. The album reappeared, and Rong Yi read and explained it in front of the camera.
[Very spiritual!]
[I’ve had enough of the days where I’m worse than an 80-year-old and worse than a 3-year-old!]
However, Rong Yi’s focus was not on Zhuozhuo’s talent for painting, but rather the little interactions between the two of them because of painting, so as to prevent netizens from labeling Zhuozhuo as a little genius.
After the chat, just when the group was about to time out and Rong Yi was about to help Zhuo Zhuo make a decision, Zhuo Zhuo ran to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out a box of dumplings from the freezer.
Worried that Zhuozhuo might get cold, Rong Yi took the dumpling box and opened it so she could see the contents clearly. "Zhuozhuo, do you want to choose this?"
"Let's have this. The dumplings are delicious. Let's eat together!"
"Okay, Zhuozhuo is awesome."
After choosing the gifts, they packed their suitcases and headed for the airport. Zhuozhuo watched Rong Yi pack his things into the suitcase and actively helped with the luggage, even stuffing a lot of snacks into it when Rong Yi's back was turned.
[Don't stuff the Zhuobao in. When we get there, they'll all be taken away from you, and you won't be able to eat a single bite.]
Zhuozhuo didn't know what was going to happen. When he got on the program crew's car, he was as excited as a primary school student going on a spring outing. He chatted a lot of useless nonsense with Rong Yi, and gradually fell asleep in Rong Yi's patient and gentle voice. He didn't wake up until they arrived at the airport.
Just when people were betting on when Zhuozhuo would wake up, a reminder from the program team appeared in the live broadcast room, saying that the live broadcast would be closed in one minute and would be opened again in three hours.
[Ah, why? (The sky is falling) I want to see Zhuo Bao!]
[How to live stream if there is no signal on the plane?]
[I had a meal, took a nap, and woke up just in time to see my husband taking care of our daughter!]
[I'm so envious of the people upstairs. The production team is so considerate. They just stopped the show at 9 o'clock because they were going to work. But luckily I can watch the live broadcast while eating.]
Zhuozhuo usually dozes off in bed for a while after waking up, but he didn't follow these routines this morning, so he's a bit sleepy now. After sleeping for an hour on the plane, Rong Yi, worried that he'd gotten too much sleep and was feeling uncomfortable, woke him up by lifting his little arms and legs and pinching his hands and feet.
Zhuozhuo was somewhere between having enough sleep and having slept too much, humming unhappily. The production team thought Rong Yi would coax her into playing with toys, but Rong Yi pulled out his tablet and opened a word recognition app. "Huh? How do you pronounce this word? What do the three dashes mean? Zhuozhuo, do you remember?"
"It's 'three,'" Zhuozhuo stopped whining, leaned over to take a look, and held up three fingers. "Daddy is stupid, he always forgets."
"Zhuozhuo is so smart and great. Daddy is a little dumb, but he'll remember it after a few more times. Can Zhuozhuo teach him a few more times?" Rong Yi said with a smile, "What does the number 3 look like? Can Zhuozhuo tell Daddy?"
Zhuozhuo wrote "3" on the tablet with his index finger, then erased it skillfully. He said seriously in his baby voice, "Okay, Daddy will write '3' again now and see if you remember it."
Rong Yi cooperated by writing "three" and "3" and said nervously, "Teacher Zhuozhuo, please check if it's correct."
"You wrote it right, Dad's awesome." Zhuozhuo carefully checked it and gave Rongyi a thumbs-up. Suddenly, like a little adult, he said, "Dad has learned that three horizontal lines mean 'three'. What do the three vertical lines mean? Do you remember?"
Rong Yi was pleasantly surprised that Zhuozhuo could draw inferences from one instance. He pretended to be troubled and thought for a while before shaking his head. "Dad forgot. Teacher Zhuozhuo, please teach me."
"Okay, this word is a bit difficult. Daddy and kid, please listen carefully." Zhuozhuo imitated the tone of the teacher in the early education video and began to teach Rong Yi.
When the program crew saw the father and daughter playing house, they quickly recorded it and used it as the main film material.
When we got off the plane, the other four groups had already arrived. Teacher Zhuozhuo had been teaching on the plane for just an hour and a half, covering everything from Chinese to math to music to physical education to painting. She was exhausted, now leaning in Rong Yi's arms with an adorable, "I'm so weak" look.
Rong Yi's status was obvious. As soon as he appeared at the door of the lounge, the people gathered inside to greet him warmly, surrounding him as he walked forward, naturally changing the focus. They praised Zhuo Zhuo, but their attention was on Rong Yi.
Zhuozhuo wanted to say hello, "Hello uncle, hello brother, hello sister," but she didn't find a chance to open her mouth. She looked curiously at the three handsome uncles and their children who gathered around her. After determining that she didn't need to speak, she began to look around.
There are a lot of people and cameras here, but they are basically crowded on the periphery, one next to the other, which is quite interesting.
Suddenly, across the sea of people, Zhuozhuo saw someone familiar. Her eyes lit up, she put her hands together in front of her mouth, took a deep breath, and said, "Brother Peanut——"
Zhou Huasheng, who was sitting on the sofa against the wall, didn't dare to shout. He nodded quietly at Zhuozhuo. Feeling that he seemed a little cold, he waved again.
Zhuozhuo was very excited, as if she had met an old friend in a foreign land. She patted Rong Yi's shoulder and shook her body to express her strong desire to go down, "Dad, Brother Peanut is here!"
Rong Yi glanced indifferently at the other three children. Influenced by their parents' attitudes, their expressions unconsciously revealed a blank eagerness and awe towards him and Zhuo Zhuo. Rong Yi felt a little upset. He didn't have the heart to pay attention to the other children's mental health, but it was really irritating to watch.
He put Zhuozhuo on the ground, grabbed her arm to stop her from running away, and said patiently, "Zhuozhuo, take your brothers and sisters out to play, okay?"
Zhuozhuo, entrusted with an important task, stood firm immediately. He gave his two brothers and one sister a caring and amiable smile, as if he were a teacher, and said childishly, "I'm going to play with Peanut. Do you want to come?"
The two boys glanced at Zhou Huasheng, a little hesitant. The girl, Nuomi, had already taken two steps to stand beside Zhuozhuo and said, "Yes. Sister, I want to play with you."
The two boys, Hanghang and Duoduo, were pushed out by their father. Hanghang's father, Xiangtian, was a second-tier idol from a boy band. He smiled and said, "Son, you are a man. Go protect your two sisters."
Nuomi pouted and tried to leave by pulling Zhuozhuo's hand. Zhuozhuo lifted her foot, but she said "Hey" and stood still. With the attitude of a kindergarten teacher reassuring parents sending their children to school, she said to Xiangtian, "Uncle, don't be afraid. There are no bad guys here!"
Xiang Tian was a little embarrassed. "Uncle didn't say there were any bad guys. Zhuo Zhuo was overthinking it."
Rong Yi's eyes turned cold. Just as he was about to speak, Zhuo Zhuo looked directly at him and asked, "Dad, what are you overthinking? This uncle speaks strangely. Zhuo Zhuo doesn't understand."
Rong Yi squatted down, rubbed Zhuozhuo's little head, and said gently: "It's not Zhuozhuo's problem, he just can't figure it out and can't explain it. Zhuozhuo, don't pay attention to him, go play."
"Okay." Zhuozhuo, holding Nuomi's hand, called out to Hanghang and Duoduo to go find Zhou Huasheng together. Duoduo hurried along, confused, and Hanghang glanced at his father, hesitated for a moment, and followed. After just two steps, they heard their father apologize to Zhuozhuo's father in a fawning tone.
Looking at Zhuozhuo's gentle father, he said, "Zhuozhuo is the one who should apologize, but there's no need to go to such lengths. Just let it go and don't take it to heart."
Hanghang couldn't help but glance back and saw his father's face was grim, full of panic and regret. He was worried and puzzled. Zhuozhuo's father had been speaking so kindly, so why was he acting like that? But Hanghang knew his father had just been talking to Zhuozhuo; being three years older than Zhuozhuo, he could tell.
Thinking of this, Hanghang slowed down his pace again. He was too embarrassed to play with Zhuozhuo and the others and wanted to hide in a corner. But just as he lowered his shoulders and prepared to squeeze between the two adults, he heard a loud voice, "Brother Hanghang, come here quickly!"
This was followed by the shouting and laughter of two other children, as well as the sounds of adults talking and playing.
Hanghang looked up out of curiosity and saw that the uncle, who had been fawned over by his father at the beginning, was now being chased by Zhuozhuo and the others. Of course, children can't catch up with adults, and Jiang Huarong was so fast that he was about to shake off the little pursuers behind him.
Zhuozhuo shouted anxiously, "Stop him, stop him! Brother Hanghang! Stop him!"
Hanghang subconsciously rushed forward and bumped into Jiang Huarong. Jiang Huarong was knocked down, and Hanghang was sent flying, but luckily he was caught by a staff member.
Nuomi and Duoduo arrived, and Zhuozhuo followed, panting, and said in a baby voice, "Brother Hanghang, are you hurt?"
Hanghang stood up and shook his head, "No." He was just experiencing the feeling of flying and was caught. He didn't fall and wasn't scared.
Zhuozhuo then looked at Jiang Huarong who was trying to stand up and run away, "Uncle! Are you hurt?"
"Uncle, why don't you speak?"
"Dad! Call 120 and take my uncle away!"
Nuomi raised her hand and pressed the phone watch on her wrist, "Sister Zhuozhuo, I'll call 120!"
Afraid that Nuomi would actually call, Rong Yi stopped her with a smile, "Uncle is here to call, little Nuomi, go play."
Jiang Huarong, who was under the spotlight of the crowd, sighed inwardly, avoiding Zhuozhuo's concerned and worried eyes, and smiled awkwardly, "I'm fine, I'm fine, Zhuozhuo, go and play somewhere else," please!
However, Jiang Huarong avoided Zhuozhuo and met Zhou Huasheng's eyes.
Both sides, "..."
One is silently angry, the other is silently sarcastic.
At this time, five live broadcast rooms were broadcasting. The audience looked at the people gathered together and didn't understand what was going on. Suddenly, Jiang Huarong's fan Gingerbread Man found them lying on the ground, suspected of being injured, and immediately made a fuss.
The barrage of comments was stacked up in several layers, and people’s faces couldn’t be seen. The live broadcast room was filled with smoke.
Just as the production team was about to intervene, a childish but clear and cold voice was heard, "Zhuozhuo, don't ask him. He's not hurt. He just feels ashamed and can't believe he did something stupid."
[Which little brat is talking? Do you have any manners?]
[Everyone is bullying Gigi!]
Zhuozhuo asked curiously, "What's the stupid thing?"
[Yeah, what did Giegie do that I can't forgive him? Giegie is just a silly beauty, why are you so harsh on him!]
Jiang Huarong wailed, "Don't say it!"
But Zhou Huasheng wasn't afraid of him at all. He said coldly, "After hearing that my good friend was participating in 'Food Journey,' he insisted on coming to meet her. He didn't even ask who it was and was completely unprepared. When he saw you guys come in just now, he was so scared that he tried to sneak out, but you spotted him."
[……]
[You daredevil, you got yourself into trouble, didn't you?]
[Giegie, don't be sad. You're the cutest when you're silly.]
[A vicious attack from my younger brother.]
[But why does Giegie seem so scared of Zhuozhuo? Why does Zhuozhuo bully Giegie?]
[It's said that last week during the filming of "Falling Mountain," Giegie was publicly scolded and cried by Zhuo Zhuo, but everyone was on Rong Yi's side, forcing Giegie to be patient! Giegie was isolated on the set!]
[That incident was already trending on the internet. It was just kids saying whatever they saw. Everyone was happy to be pointed out, and also happy to be praised. You, Giegie, didn't say anything at the time, so what's the point of bringing it up now?]
[Gingerbread people, stop spreading rumors the moment you open your mouth. Don't even mention that your giegie didn't cry. Even if she did, can you blame a three-year-old?]
Zhuozhuo looked at Jiang Huarong who had climbed up with an expressionless face, feeling guilty and disappointed. "Zhuozhuo thought his uncle was playing hide-and-seek."
Jiang Huarong closed his eyes and didn't want to recall how cowardly he was just now. He wanted to escape but couldn't. Rong Yi felt sorry for him and took him and the other fathers away to attend a symposium.
Zhou Huasheng paused and said, "I'll play with you."
"Okay." Zhuozhuo became happy and said cutely, "Brother Peanut, the good friend you are talking about is me?"
Zhou Huasheng: “…”
Zhou Huasheng: "Yes."
[I want to laugh for no reason…]
[Stupid Brothers.]
[Are these two brothers here to make fun of me?]
Because of his upbringing, Zhou Huasheng had a quiet and steady demeanor since childhood. Coupled with his high IQ, his parents compared him to the playful, childish Jiang Huarong. Even as an adult, Jiang Huarong was psychologically traumatized by the constant barrage of his parents saying, "Look at Huasheng, then look at you!"
What’s even more terrifying is that Zhou Huasheng is young, and if he does well, Jiang Huarong will be dragged down, and if he does not do well, Jiang Huarong will be scolded.
"Look at Hua Sheng, he's brave enough to try at such a young age! He doesn't get discouraged even after failure, and becomes more courageous with each setback! Look at you again, you're so nonchalant! You still have a sullen face even when I say a few words to you, are you not convinced? Eh? What are you laughing at? Not convinced, right? I *(…&%…"
This caused Jiang Huarong to be particularly afraid of smart, cute children, so she was easily broken down by Zhuo Zhuo's words when they first met. Now that she saw her without any preparation, she was completely at a loss.
As for why Jiang Huarong participated in the program "Food Journey", the process was as follows.
The night before yesterday, Zhou Huasheng's mother and Jiang Huarong's aunt shared the family portrait drawn by Zhuozhuo for them in the family group. Jiang Huarong was shocked that Zhou Huasheng, the little ice cube, actually had a friend who could call him Peanut, so she went to his house to see it.
After going there, Jiang Huarong was even more shocked when she heard Butler Zhao say that the child lived in Tianjing Garden and met Zhou Huasheng because the child was bitten by a bird and was crying loudly. Every little detail was a sensitive point of Zhou Huasheng, the precocious little brat!
They could actually become friends! Jiang Huarong had to see what magical powers she had! Zhou Huasheng tried to stop him from meeting her, but Jiang Huarong heard from Butler Zhao that the child would be participating in the "Food Tour," so he wanted to go too!
Jiang Huarong not only wanted to attend the event himself, but also wanted to drag Zhou Huasheng along. He wanted to see with his own eyes Zhou Huasheng being mocked by other kids while dancing in a disco and silently enduring it!
Therefore, Jiang Huarong used all her lifelong skills in acting like a spoiled child to pester her aunt and uncle to agree to let Zhou Huasheng participate in "Food Journey" as a summer internship.
Butler Zhao probably didn't expect that the boomerang would hit his young master.
The adults and children separated, and the guests finally calmed down. The production team quickly began the proceedings. They first displayed the gifts prepared by the five children on a display stand, explained the rules, and then pointed to a raffle box covered with a cloth and asked each group of guests to send one person to draw a prize.
There was a hidden rule in this segment: the production team didn't reveal who prepared each gift. If you could guess the owner of the gift after drawing it, you would receive an extra amount of money. Rong Yi didn't know this either, as he just did it for fun.
Zhuozhuo stood beside Rong Yi's legs, curiously watching her father and four uncles speaking in exaggerated tones and showing sincere and exaggerated smiles, just like the guests of previous programs broadcast on TV. She thought it was very interesting and leaned her head to look at Zhou Huasheng.
Zhou Huasheng stood quietly beside Jiang Huarong's legs, as if covered by a transparent cover, which was out of tune with the lively atmosphere.
"Brother Peanut, which one is yours?"
The PD quickly raised the loudspeaker and reminded, "Zhaozhuo, Peanut, don't reveal your gifts, and don't whisper to each other."
Zhou Huasheng glanced at the PD and said, "That big gift pack of fondant snacks is mine." He prepared it specially for Zhuozhuo, a little foodie.
Zhuozhuo also pointed at the insulated box and said, "This octopus dumpling is mine. It's delicious!"
The PD wailed, "Children, no..."
But no one was listening to him anymore. Seeing this, Nuomi, Duoduo, and Hanghang also pointed at their own gifts and began to introduce them. The parents were completely unaware of the hidden rules, and by the time they realized they needed to stop their children from revealing the answers, it was too late.
Before the PD could recover from the sadness of his proposal being scrapped, Zhou Huasheng stepped forward and said coldly, "My name is Zhou Huasheng, please don't call me Peanut."
PD subconsciously said, "I'm sorry."
"Brother Peanut, why can't I call you Peanut?"
Zhou Huasheng pursed his lips and said, "Because he is not my sister."
PD: “…”
Okay, okay, little Huasheng!
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