——"Hahahahahaha, I'm laughing like crazy."
"What is that? Shit?"
"Don't tell me, why do I think this piece of poop looks so handsome?"
"Indeed, it's a Q version, quite cute."
"Oh no, what should I do if a straight guy like me thinks Chu Mu is cute?"
"So is she the wife or the husband?"
Netizens each held their own opinions, and in the end no consensus was reached.
The show was already filled with laughter.
Lu Xifa looked at the dough in his palm with a helpless smile, wanting to flatten it with a slap.
"Put it in the pot."
At Chu Mu's command, the children cheered and rushed to the stove. They lined up and handed dough of various shapes to Xiao Bing one by one.
Chu Mu was making the soup base with simple ingredients such as green onions, ginger, garlic, and fragrant lard from the village chief's family.
After all the little animals in the pot float up, scoop them up together with the other noodle balls, pour them into the soup base and mix them. Each person has a small bowl, not much, but enough to fill them up.
The children who had already eaten shared their meal with their fathers. Many of them said that it was not enough and looked at Chu Mu eagerly with their empty bowls.
Chu Mu pretended not to see it and buried his head in the bowl.
[I don’t even have enough to eat. No, there’s not much left at all.]
Xiao Bing found it funny and was about to take off his mask to eat the noodles, but the next second he received the children's hopeful gazes.
Xiao Bing looked at his bowl, which was several times larger than others, and turned around silently.
——"Xswl, is Xiao Bing using tactical avoidance?"
"I can only say that Chu Mu and Xiao Bing are birds of a feather. With so many children watching over them, how could they just focus on eating by themselves?"
"Did you forget to take your medicine today? How can you be so morally blackmailed?"
"Don't be angry, little sister. Look at her ID, Qiao Qiao's little cat. Those who understand will understand."
“Tsk tsk tsk…”
"Ahhh, stop arguing, look at Xiao Bing, he's about to take off his mask!"
"Nimma, I'm so excited!"
"Damn it! Why are you facing away from us? Are we some kind of extreme perverts?"
"I've already taken off my pants and you're showing me this? I want the full face, the full face!"
Amidst the cries for Xiao Bingzhengyan, Song Huaxuan took Edison's hand and walked to Chu Mu's side: "Xiao Mu, I will eat with you tomorrow. The children will collect mountain products and I will chop firewood. You just need to cook."
[Hey, man, a meal of noodles can win you over.]
Xiao Bing frowned slightly: "Master Song, I can take care of the firewood..."
"No," Lu Xifa flatly refused. "The program team must stick to the original families and cannot merge them without authorization. Also, Mr. Xiao, you are only an assistant and cannot participate in the family tasks."
Song Huaxuan narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't remember there being such a rule in the program instructions."
"From now on, I have it."
Song Huaxuan looked at the program director: "Director, does he mean what he says?"
The director in the peaked cap, hiding in the corner, chuckled dryly: "PD Lu is the general producer of our show, so of course we listen to him."
Song Huaxuan didn't know Lu Xifa's identity and background, but since this young man could make a well-known domestic director say such humble words, it was obvious that he was not a child from an ordinary family.
"Well, you're the director, so you have the final say." Song Huaxuan shrugged and turned to look at Chu Mu, "If you need any help, just let me know."
Lu Xifa, oh Lu Xifa, what a waste of a name like yours, so evil yet so wise! For someone who doesn't love you at all, you've offended the entire industry. You're such a jerk, the worst jerk in the world.
Lu Xifa showed surprise on his face, and the air pressure around him dropped.
"Oh, right," Chu Mu suddenly realized, "Director Lu, didn't you put the dough in to cook just now?"
Lu Xifa was still holding the piece of "poop" in his hand.
"That's right. If you cook it, wouldn't that be like eating shit?"
"puff--"
The laughter all around was almost continuous.
What’s even worse is that the live camera captured everything that happened here.
——"It's so wicked, Chu Mu's mouth is so wicked."
"I remember he used to be quiet and just glared at people with those sinister eyes."
"His true nature is revealed."
"If this is your nature, I love to see it. Please show me more."
Chu Mu casually glanced at the screen a few times and found that there were more and more people saying good things about him in the barrage area of the live broadcast room. Once someone jumped out to scold him, they would soon be drowned out by the louder voice.
These comments reveal subtle traces of human intervention everywhere, and it seems that someone is helping him control the direction of public opinion.
Who could it be? Chu Tian wouldn't be the one. They always ignore online public opinion, which is Qiao Qiao's specialty. How could he not even deploy his online troll army to control the situation? It seems the issue of the real young master is giving him a headache.
Chu Mu guessed correctly.
The mystery of Qiao Qiao's life experience has been brought under the eyes of Qiao's parents.
The front page headlines of major social entertainment platforms are almost all about this gossip.
Qiao Qiao had no choice but to mobilize his own internet troll army to control comments on various platforms.
However, no matter how many people he employs, he cannot control the enthusiasm of the whole nation for watching melons.
Looking at the one-sided public opinion, Qiao Qiao was so angry that he smashed his sports car.
"Chu Mu!" Qiao Qiao's eyes were red and he was breathing heavily.
He tried to slow down his breathing, and it took him a long time to recover.
"Hello," Qiao Qiao dialed a number, "Fu Yun, are you free? I have a favor to ask of you."
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