“Mission: Go south along Donghu Road and take a photo with the electric jellyfish in the aquarium. Then get the photo from the aquarium photographer and reach your destination.”

"I want this, sister!"

"Okay!"

"Task:……"

…

The only sound left in the work area was Ye Wan's reciting. The staff looked at each other, then at Jia Lintao who had a helpless look on his face.

In a blink of an eye, the five tasks were reasonably allocated.

When Ye Wan returned to her seat, Wen Duoyu looked at the task card in her hand with a wrinkled face, doubting his life, "Ye Wan, aren't you asking for trouble?"

Obviously, all I had to do was go to the aquarium, take a photo with the dolphins, and get the crystal ball, and that was it.

As a result, he worked as hard as a tiger and got the most difficult one among the five tasks.

Go to the botanical garden and look for a plant called Moneywort.

The botanical garden, as soon as you enter, you will see lush green everywhere.

Among so many plants, how can you find money grass?

Are your eyes going blind?

"Don't use the wrong words, little kid!"

Ye Wan tapped Wen Duoyu on the forehead and said, "This is called mutual help, okay? Let's go, let's go!"

The director said, "Everyone is ready, we can set off."

Ye Wan stood up and went outside.

Wen Duoyu followed.

As the group reached the gate, they heard a devastating “I don’t want it” behind them.

The sharp voice seemed to have its own echo in the spacious conference room.

The noise makes my head buzz.

There is also a fragile and helpless "Baby, listen to me."

Ye Wan turned around and saw the little girl shouting "I don't want it" at the top of her lungs.

And Xi Moxin, who looked like she had lost all hope in life, was standing next to the little girl.

His jet-black hair was combed into two small buns, making him look just like the little Nezha in the animated movie, so adorable.

It's a pity that at this moment, little Nezha is howling loudly at the top of his lungs, which is not only not beautiful but also not cute.

"I don't want to, I don't want to go out...it's so hot outside..."

"Baby, we are going to feed leaves to the giraffes. Giraffes are very cute."

"I don't want it, I don't want it..."

"If we are the last one, we may have to sleep in a dark straw house next time we come to record the show. Let's work hard together and strive to live in a bigger house, okay?"

"I don't want it, wow..."

There were four adults and four cute kids at the door.

There was Xi Moxin, who looked like she was asking for help in the conference room, and Zhou Heyan, who was sitting on a chair and crying loudly but with only a little effort.

In the work hall, Zhou and Yan's mother were also running around in a panic.

In fact, parent-child variety shows are simpler than all other variety shows. The tasks are simple and the environment is not complicated.

The most complicated thing is probably communicating and coordinating the emotions of the cute kids and getting them to cooperate with the guests to complete the tasks of the program team.

This is also the real reason why many variety show directors are reluctant to shoot parent-child variety shows.

If it were a group of adults, no matter how complicated the task was, at the command, several groups of guests would set off separately.

But it has been half a day now and none of the five groups of guests have moved.

Zhou Heyan was crying loudly, and the other four groups were implicated in the situation where they didn't know whether to leave or stay, which delayed everyone.

"Director, how about...I go and coax Yanyan."

Zhou Heyan's mother spoke.

"Okay, then hurry up..."

As soon as Jia Lintao opened his mouth, he heard the crying sound on the big screen suddenly stop.

Then, the director pointed at the screen and said, "Director, no need!"

(End of this chapter)