Chapter 34
Why is someone flirting with my husband?
[That cunning Leng Ge, deliberately letting President Jiang take a look before leaving]
[Answer the phone quickly, hehe, I'm going to give you a little nudge~]
[Yes! Yes! Yes!]
[My beloved concubine, please rise and dance with me!]
[Brother Leng is actually a fishing enthusiast behind the scenes!]
The photographer stood there dumbfounded.
Although he was young and had no children or nephews, he never imagined that he would snatch an umbrella from a child, and he couldn't understand Lei Ling's words.
Since children can catch colds and fevers, shouldn't we do our best to protect them? How can we just give up and ignore them?
His mind was a little muddled, but he subconsciously followed the other person's train of thought and asked, "Aren't you his uncle? If Xixi goes back with a fever, how are you going to explain it to his parents?"
Lei Ling scoffed: "It's fine. Lei Shen has completely lost his popularity. I'm just the uncle that the company will be binding to Xixi from now on. He won't dare to say anything."
"As for his mother—that woman is useless. After their divorce, Lei Shen took care of Xi Xi, and she rarely even had the chance to visit him."
This is so exciting!
The photographer was embarrassed. He hadn't expected the Lei family to be like this. Like most viewers, he had always thought Xixi was a good child of the Lei family.
Looking at the little boy's lowered head, a surge of anger rose within him.
"you……"
The call in his earpiece interrupted his outburst.
Under the director's personal direction, the production team quickly located each group of guests and deployed support staff and shelter from the wind and rain.
The photographer received a call: "Okay, we'll stay where we are."
The phone call not only confirmed his address, but also told him something else.
This is the area covered by the hidden camera, and the live stream line has been reconnected, so he doesn't need to worry.
The photographer's face turned a little pale.
He didn't dare ask when he reconnected to the live stream, or whether his disrespectful remarks to the leader had been heard.
Lei Ling couldn't read the change in the young man's expression. He asked, "Is the production team finally coming? My god, this is so hard. But you've had it pretty tough too. When the production team pays me the penalty for breach of contract, I'll split the money with you. Don't tell anyone what you just said."
The photographer felt a slight jolt in his heart.
His career may end here, but we can't let this family continue to torment this poor child.
He dropped the topic of reconnecting to the video feed, swallowed hard, and steered the conversation back to the previous one: "I'm a little curious, Lei Shen is his biological father, so why would he give Xixi to you?"
Lei Ling chuckled and whispered, "Him? He invested so much in Xixi just to raise a child star to make money. I'm just taking over his job. You know what it's like behind the scenes, right? That's how a lot of child stars are run these days."
At this point, the live stream chat room completely erupted.
But we can't lose face!
Although they are still at the age where they would huddle together and cry for delicious ice cream, it is absolutely unacceptable for them to be scared by a haunted house in front of the camera and their friends!
She took her first bold step, stretched out her little hand, and "whoosh!" pulled open the door: "Let's go!"
Behind the door was a long, narrow east-west corridor, only wide enough for one person to pass at a time, so the children had to line up in a single file.
There was a right-pointing arrow painted on the wall, with a large red cross painted over it.
Xiaoyu suggested, "If the right side isn't recommended, let's go to the left side."
Youyou objected: "No, this is a haunted house. The place he's taking us to is definitely not a good place. I think we should go to the right."
Both of their statements made sense, and the remaining three children didn't know what to do.
Xixi: "How about we split into two groups? Duoduo and I will go with Sister Youyou, and Jiang Mingzhe, you can go with Xiaoyu?"
So the question of going left or right became the question of how to group them. They were deadlocked here and made no progress for a long time.
The production team had no choice but to arrange the first NPC to be added flexibly.
“Yun Jingcheng, it’s your turn. Go through the secret passage in the first room, then follow them and force them to make a choice.”
Yun Jingcheng clenched his fist: "Okay! I'll try my best to act as scary as possible!"
Director: "Don't worry, your voice and background music are pre-set. Once you enter the scene, you don't need to say any lines. You just need to chase after them."
Considering the possibility of various situations, the production team arranged staff to advance the plot at almost every location. Yun Jingcheng was assigned to this flexible position to fill in wherever there was a shortage of people.
Following the director's instructions, he sneaked out from under the table in the first room and stood behind the children.
"You...were...waiting for me? I'm so hungry...you've finally come..."
As the eerie voiceover played, the background music also became more tense.
The kids who were arguing about grouping turned around at the sound and saw a strange person whose body was wrapped in bandages, with only bloodshot eyes showing.
The bandaged monster was running in a bizarre manner, approaching them at an astonishing speed.
"Ahhh!" Duoduo screamed and pulled Youyou to run to the right.
Her scream jolted the other cubs awake, and they watched as the bandaged monster was about to pounce on them.
Without thinking twice, Xixi started running and jumping to the left, yelling, "Ahhh! There's a monster!"
Jiang Mingzhe was still a little dazed, looking at the bandaged monster and thinking that the monster was quite cute.
"Jiang Mingzhe, come with me!" The bandaged monster was right in front of them. Xiao Yu gritted his teeth, grabbed the still dazed Jiang Mingzhe, and followed behind Xi Xi. His short legs burst out with amazing speed.
Before Jiang Mingzhe could even agree, he saw the bandaged monster's hand reach out and finally opened his mouth wide to scream, "Ah!"
Immediately afterwards, Han Guanyu grabbed the outstretched bandaged hand and rushed inside.
He was pinned against the wall by the bandaged monster who had pushed him over, and his little head was dazed from the impact.
"Ah! Ah?" Jiang Mingzhe was left standing there, staring blankly at the bandaged monster being dragged away by Xiao Yu.
What... what's going on?
Is Brother Xiaoyu crazy?! Why did he drag that bandaged monster away?!
The young child seemed to understand but not quite; she nodded, instantly accepting the premise.
Princess, as long as you're pretty, that's all that matters!
Leng Zhi read the lines from the teleprompter: "Hunter, please do not kill me. I will go deep into the forest and end my life."
Then, he slowly raised his head and met the hunter's eyes.
Leng Zhi: "...?" Maybe you should just finish me off.
The one who drew the Hunter character card was none other than his dear teammate, Meng Cheng.
Meng Cheng pursed his lips, trying to suppress his laughter. He had been holding back his laughter ever since he went on stage, and his face was almost turning a liverish color from trying so hard.
He stammered as he recited his lines: "Snow White, go away and never come back. I will give you a wild boar's heart to settle this score... *slurp*"
Meng Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud. After finishing his lines, he quickly went offstage and hugged the stage pillar behind the curtain, laughing wildly.
Captain, you've finally met your match! Hahahaha!
Leng Zhi couldn't manage a smile. His expression wasn't that of Snow White, but rather like that of the Ice Queen. His fists, clenched tightly beneath his skirt, were making a cracking sound as he mentally planned his extra training schedule for the next year.
Hehe, if any of you dare to laugh, none of you will escape.
The curtain rises, and the staff quickly changes the background and props, moving on to the next scene.
As required by the script, Leng Zhi lay on the prop bed, closed his eyes, and then the seven dwarfs came on stage one by one.
"Dad...Princess, there's a princess lying here!"
"Our house is a mess!"
Snow White has made a mess of the dwarfs' house, and the princess, who has just woken up, is met with a chorus of complaints from the children.
Among the dwarfs, Jiang Mingzhe was holding his little hoe prop, staring intently at this rather unusual father.
Wow, my bad dad can be so handsome!
Jiang Mingzhe proudly puffed out his little chest, his eyes sweeping over the other kids, as if to say, "You guys definitely don't have princess dads."
However, they seemed to have come up empty-handed today. The people coming and going from Xinxing Internet Cafe were all ordinary customers.
Because the entire LSG team went out for a celebration banquet, the location was Zou's small restaurant, which was not far from Xinxing Internet Cafe, just across the street.
Zou's parents cooked the meal themselves, and Zou Lin served as a waiter; they were both in a very good mood today.
Zou's mother never expected that this spoiled son, who could have been thrown out the door, would actually make a name for himself. It is said that the prize money he received was enough to take over the entire small restaurant!
"Wow, so many crayfish! Steamed, garlic, chilled, salt and pepper, curry... Thank you, Auntie! This is such a feast!" Yu Fu couldn't wait to put on gloves, grab some, and start eating.
In a moment of post-match indulgence, Leng Zhi also broke the team's alcohol ban, allowing everyone to drink a few pitchers of draft beer.
"Cheers! Meng Cheng's solo kill for first blood today was awesome!" Zou Shu gave a thumbs up.
Meng Cheng bumped into him and took a big gulp: "Hehe, I really couldn't stand the other side trying to bully our captain!"
"Exactly! We can't stand it! Let's just shave his head bald!"
Leng Zhi smiled without saying a word. He didn't eat much food, but quietly drank several pitchers of draft beer. At this moment, the alcohol was taking effect, and his mind was gradually becoming muddled.
As everyone knows, the captain's drinking capacity and drinking manners are nothing to brag about, but that doesn't stop Leng Zhi from occasionally wanting to indulge himself.
Luo Hongshuo noticed the suspicious blush on Leng Zhi's face. He glanced at the empty bottle under the table and said, "Captain, you've been secretly drinking too much again."
"We can't let this tower fall. Holding it will buy us time until Jingcheng gets up." He gave his final order.
Red Hare Ghost General twirled his halberd, creating a striking crack in the sand in front of the tower.
"Chang'e is short-armed and not good at attacking cities."
The game has been going on for twenty minutes. As long as we get through this point, Xian Chang, the ancient Pan Shen, and that sharpshooter will all be at a disadvantage.
"We've now reached a crucial match point! WRC's strategic approach shouldn't be underestimated. LSG's mid-core system initially showed overwhelming strength, but WRC played steadily and finally got their chance to turn the tide!"
If looks could kill, Jiang Yijing and the actress playing the queen on stage would probably have been killed by Leng Zhi a hundred times over.
The theater was dimly lit, and since it was a kindergarten that had booked the entire theater, Leng Zhi was no longer wearing a mask, which caught the Queen's eye on the stage.
Over the years, same-sex marriage has been well implemented, and there are many same-sex couples on the streets. So the Queen was not surprised at all that the handsome audience member's "wife" was a man.
Leng Zhi has red lips and white teeth, and her appearance is outstanding. At first glance, she is a natural-born actress—at least her looks are definitely up to par.
The Queen became interested and smiled broadly: "Would this gentleman be willing to play Snow White? We do have men's sizes available backstage."
To cater to a diverse audience, costumes of various sizes have been prepared backstage. Both men are good-looking and have great physiques, which will surely make today's interactive performance unique.
“I’m not interested…” Leng Zhi parted his lips and squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.
"Oh dear, that's a real shame. There are prizes for playing the role, and your child could be automatically chosen to play a dwarf," the Queen said regretfully.
These words, seemingly expressing regret, were actually three huge carrots hanging in front of Jiang Mingzhe.
The little one really fell for it; he immediately hugged Leng Zhi's leg and said, "Please! I want to play a dwarf."
Leng Zhi looked up and cast a pleading glance at Jiang Yijing, but the latter only coughed lightly and looked away.
Leng Zhi: "..."
Oh no, why is President Jiang so eager to try?
Jiang Mingzhe was even more unscrupulous, directly raising his hand for Leng Zhi: "He said he's willing!"
The baby's soft, cute, and eager voice made the other parents in the theater burst into laughter.
Seeing that the parent was no longer insisting, the Queen immediately invited, "Very well, thank you gentlemen for your cooperation. Please go backstage to change your costumes, and we will continue to draw other roles."
The costume was very convenient to wear; it could be worn directly over a shirt. Jiang Yijing was dressed in an antique European prince outfit, with gold threads adorning his shoulders, making him very eye-catching.
Leng Zhi locked himself in the fitting room, not wanting to go out at all.
"Why does this scene look so familiar?" he thought to himself.
Looking at the closed fitting room door, Jiang Yijing suddenly recalled the beautiful bride with delicate features behind the red curtains and soft drapes.
"Come out, everything is ready outside," he said softly.
There was no movement inside. Jiang Yijing said again, "It's alright. Jiang Mingzhe will be very proud when he sees this."
Leng Zhi couldn't help but push open the door and go out. He lifted the heavy hem of his skirt and retorted, "What is he proud of? Is he proud that his father is Snow White?"
“He’s proud to have such a loving father,” Jiang Yijing said. “Your competence far exceeds what I’ve paid for, and I’m truly grateful for that.”
The boss suddenly offered a sincere compliment, causing Leng Zhi's eyes to twitch, leaving him somewhat speechless.
"Uh...you're welcome."
Indeed, the main reason he was able to endure wearing this embarrassing dress was because of his son's pleas (or coercion).
Although it wasn't explicitly stated, his presence at the amusement park was also due to the video sent by Jiang Mingzhe:
Jing Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "I know more about sharpshooters... You need to be careful of Lancer, he's a very accurate shot."
As a dedicated player specializing in the sharpshooter class, his understanding of the hero surpasses that of the two captains by a significant margin.
This is a hero who relies on shooting skills. He can only aim and snipe from a very narrow range. In the hands of an average player, he's just a fire starter—anyone who plays the game and misses every time would be furious.
Although he didn't want to admit it at all, Lancer's terrifying marksmanship during the laning phase was indeed slightly better than his own, a veteran marksman who had secretly trained for many years.
It's roughly the difference between hitting the target nine out of ten times and hitting it ten out of ten times.
Although the difference is not significant, the gap becomes apparent during siege battles.
Lancer will provide consistent damage for LSG's sieges.
Gu Zuo glanced at him, but only took Jing Cheng's words as Jing Cheng's personal opinion:
"It's mainly Tyrant who's fully equipped. You guys should all build magic resistance gear."
He quickly scrolled down the equipment panel and was relieved to see that most of his teammates had equipped themselves with items that countered mages.
As the team with the advantage, LSG secured the Elder Dragon early on and gathered all their strength to take down the last defensive tower in the mid lane.
A 5v5 team fight is about to break out, with both sides tentatively testing each other and looking for an opportunity.
"Don't rush, wait for me or Bian Xiangyu to initiate the team fight first...!" Gu Zuo's command was interrupted by a red line that had been quietly aimed at him.
He grunted, his fingers nimbly clicking the mouse, creating a graceful movement.
The devil is always one step ahead. In professional matches, sharpshooters aren't exactly an absolute underdog. Gu Zuo has undergone special training and is confident he can outmaneuver them with his positioning.
"Bang--"
Little Grass Spirit's health bar suddenly dropped by a third.
Gu Zuo: "...?" Is it a coincidence?
It's certainly not a coincidence.
A sharpshooter can store a maximum of three bullets. In the next ten seconds, Gu Zuo received another shot.
"Damn! That's so accurate! I need to catch up on my condition!"
Little Grass Spirit turned to return to the spring, but a third bullet came hurtling through the air.
This is the opportunity LSG has been waiting for.
Froster and Panzer used their crowd control abilities to simultaneously teleport under the tower.
Tower dive attack!
Leng Zhi's eyelashes drooped slightly, obscuring his expression. His answer was nonsensical and his words were mumbled: "Do you know what my luckiest thing is?"
The others were making a racket, and Luo Hongshuo didn't hear what Leng Zhi was saying: "Captain, what did you say? Wait, Aunt Zou said someone is looking for you, Captain, do you want to go out and see?"
Leng Zhi raised his eyelashes, revealing his eyes, which were misty with tears: "Okay, I'll go take a look."
As he stepped out of the restaurant, a cold wind blew over him, and Leng Zhi became slightly more awake.
He spoke the rest of his sentence, which he hadn't finished saying, to the evening breeze.
"Even though I came to this world, I can still meet you guys and play e-sports together."
A black Maybach was parked in front of the restaurant, and Leng Zhi knew whose car it was at a glance.
He said "Oh" and muttered to himself, "The second lucky thing is that I met a good boss."
He strode over, opened the car door, and said with a smile, "Boss, what brings you here..."
The next second, the world spun around, and a forearm with its sleeve slightly rolled up suddenly reached out and pulled him in. Leng Zhi lost his balance and fell to his knees on the leather seat inside the car.
He looked up, revealing a bewildered expression.
What does this mean?
Leng Zhi's drunkenness was evident in almost every detail: the smell of alcohol, his slightly flushed cheeks, and the loss of his usual alertness in his eyes.
Jiang Yijing had never seen Leng Zhi like this before. His gaze slid down to the other's lips, and he couldn't help but catch his breath.
He swallowed hard. "What do you mean by that?"
Cold treatment: ?
Isn't that my line?
Meanwhile, the unscrupulous reporter who had been waiting in the cold autumn wind for half a day also noticed the eye-catching Maybach.
For children, Snow White's beautiful appearance is deeply ingrained in their minds, which is completely different from the feeling brought by the Ghost Bride.
Leng Zhi didn't miss the changes in Jiang Mingzhe's expression; he knew what the boy was thinking with just a glance.
Snow White rolled over, thinking coldly to herself: If my little one likes it, he likes it, but there will absolutely not be a third time.
"I am Snow White, persecuted by the Queen, and later pitied by the hunter, and exiled to the forest..." Leng Zhi recited the lines somewhat mechanically.
One of the dwarves, already captivated by the handsome princess, immediately chimed in, "Of course it doesn't matter! Your Highness, you can live here with us forever!"
Jiang Mingzhe covered his mouth: "No, you said the wrong line."
Jiang Mingzhe proudly read out the correct line: "You can live here, but you have to do the corresponding work before we will accept you."
"You must keep the house clean!"
"Cooking, making the bed, and doing laundry!"
"Can you sew clothes and weave bamboo baskets?"
He was caught in a dilemma – going forward or retreating would be awkward, but turning away would seem disloyal!
Xiaoyu's older brother was trying to pull him away, which is why he panicked and chose the wrong person!
He stamped his foot, but finally decided to follow.
"Xixi! Xiaoyu! Wait for me!"
The corridor stretched out on both sides, and Xiaoyu ran as fast as he could before finally reaching the corner where he could enter the next room.
Almost there! Just run to the next room, then slam the door shut behind you, and you'll keep the monsters out!
Wait a minute, why does Jiang Mingzhe's hand look strange?
Why are my hands the same size as my uncle's? And they don't even feel like skin to the touch. More importantly, I feel like "Jiang Mingzhe" has gotten taller, and my hands have been raised, even though I'm clearly much taller than Mingzhe.
As the "crisis" subsided, Xiaoyu finally calmed down and realized that something was wrong behind him.
He turned his head somewhat stiffly and met Yun Jingcheng's equally confused eyes.
"Aaaaaaah!"
"Aaaaaaah!"
Xiao Yu and Yun Jingcheng both screamed at the same time.
Xiao Yu swiftly withdrew his hand and retreated repeatedly, trying to shut the bandaged monster out of the door.
But his remaining rationality told him that since he had pulled back the bandaged monster, Jiang Mingzhe was still left in the corridor!
We must wait for Jiang Mingzhe to return!
Behind her, Xixi was also anxious: "Come quick, this door is locked, it can keep the bandaged person out!"
In fact, Yun Jingcheng was even more nervous than Xiaoyu. As required by the production team, he was not allowed to speak. Faced with such an unexpected situation, the production team did not have any pre-recorded dialogue to match the situation.
His task is to drive the babies into the next stage. So far, he has completed four-fifths of the task, which seems to be both complete and incomplete.
Yun Jingcheng was also stunned, and the uncle and nephew could only stare at each other.
Xiaoyu mustered his courage and decided to try to win over the NPC: "Don't bully us! We know you're fake, you can't scare us!"
Yun Jingcheng: "..." Who was it that was scared so much that they ran away faster than a rabbit just now?
Xiaoyu continued, "I have a friend who's fallen behind. Don't follow me, or I'll hit you!"
His earnest yet nonsensical manner finally made Yun Jingcheng laugh.
"Pfft."
Xiaoyu: "?"
That laughter sounds somewhat familiar.
[President Jiang is practically my mouth double!]
[Hehe, I made the right choice coming to this live stream!]
[Brother Leng must be shy!]
[Hahaha, his face is buried in the blanket, President Jiang is really bullying him!]
[What a pity! We just saw Leng Ge lift her veil, but there wasn't a camera angle right opposite her!]
[Upstairs, if you think about it this way, if there were too many camera angles, Brother Leng might not have made this call at all.]
[I really thought Leng Ge was a cool guy at home too! This is so sweet!]
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