The lunches of the other guests were gradually revealed.
They offer fried rice noodles, egg fried rice, pan-fried dumplings, and spicy instant noodles.
Thus, the instant noodle winner, Changchang, received the "Most Eye-Catching Award." As the cumin seasoning dissolved in boiling water, the aroma that stimulated the taste buds wafted freely into the air. Four children sat around Changchang with their bowls and chopsticks, eating their meals while taking a deep sniff.
It only says you can't eat it, but it doesn't say you can't smell it.
They smelled it and thought they were eating it, so they kept inhaling.
After managing to eat a spicy instant noodle sandwich on her own, Chaochao was then fed a hot meat bun by her brother.
Even after finishing their meal and lying in the tent to take a nap, Chaochao couldn't help but savor the rich and delicious flavors in her dreams.
Jiang Chi quietly climbed out of the tent and pulled the mosquito net shut.
When his sister wasn't around, the young man's eyes gradually lost their warmth. His once charming and amorous eyes were now half-closed indifferently, and he reverted to the aloof and unapproachable image that people remembered him for.
Jiang Chi found a familiar-looking staff member.
His intuition told him that something strange was brewing beneath the harmonious and peaceful atmosphere of the day.
Especially after the staff vaguely refused to give him his phone.
As expected, something was amiss, Jiang Chi raised an eyebrow.
"Can't I even contact my agent if I need anything?"
The staff member pursed his lips, shook his head, and forced a smile: "I'm sorry, Ms. Jiang, that won't do... There are rules for recording the show that we can't use cell phones, as you know."
Jiang Chi: "Even if it's an emergency, it's not allowed?"
The staff member composed himself and said, "If you have something urgent, we can pass it on... If anyone else is in a hurry to contact you, we certainly won't stop them and will definitely deliver the message."
I haven't received Hong Ge's urgent call yet.
This proves that things are under control.
Jiang Chi asked calmly, "Not even Chaochao's phone watch?"
"Uh..." The staff member was at a loss for words and could only smile politely but awkwardly, which Jiang Chi saw as a very miserable look.
"...Okay, I understand."
Jiang Chi gave a very light chuckle, didn't press her for more questions, and turned to leave.
He understood.
During the recording of these past two days, a public opinion storm related to the program has occurred. Either there are problems with the program itself, or there are public relations issues with the guests.
He was on site and knew that there were no problems with the live broadcast content over the past two days.
On the way back, Jiang Chi's brows furrowed with a faint hint of irritation.
When the mosquito net was pulled back open, the restlessness had vanished.
Inside the tent, Chaochao sat cross-legged on a small floral cushion, her almond-shaped eyes solemnly staring in a certain direction.
A mosquito zigzagged through the air in an "S" shape, and just as Jiang Chi entered, it quickly seized the opportunity to escape.
Chaochao, who had been poised to act for a long time: "..."
She was angry at their lack of ambition.
How could you, a little bug, be so cowardly before the battle even begins and desert your post?!
"woke up?"
Jiang Chi asked.
Every day, their campaigns were unsuccessful, and they nodded with a depressed sigh.
Just as Jiang Chi was putting shoes on Chaochao, a series of muffled, low roars suddenly rang out around them. It was impossible to tell which dialect it came from, and there were also a couple of panicked shouts of expulsion mixed in – these were the shouts of the staff.
Soon, the noisy commotion subsided.
The sudden commotion drew everyone out.
The fathers carefully led their children out of the tents. In the next tent, Changchang was wearing his shoes on the wrong feet. Wu Shang looked at the tall Jiang Chi with a bewildered expression. "Jiang Chi, what happened?"
Jiang Chi shook his head: "I don't know either."
The words were spoken.
Director Zou strode over from a short distance away, his serious and tense expression revealing a hint of suppressed anger. He announced some news in a deep voice:
"Just now, we were attacked by a primitive tribe in the forest."
"!!!"
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Leo's eyes widened, and he asked anxiously, "Village chief, are you alright?! Were you hurt?"
"..." Director Zou's sorrowful expression faltered for a moment. He shook his head and continued to put on his clumsy acting skills, "I'm fine, it's just that some of our compatriots have been kidnapped by them."
Lei Bao: "...Huh?!"
Qingqing: "What should we do then? Will we get caught and eaten?"
Leo clenched his fists: "We have to save them!"
Changchang and Chaochao were both dumbfounded.
Eat, cannibals? Cannibals?
Director Zou was very satisfied with the effect of this emotionally charged crowd.
He looked indignant. "That's right, we're the only ones who can save them, but there are many dangers ahead. Are you willing to rescue the hostages and liberate your compatriots?"
Director Zou read it aloud word by word.
"willing!!!"
A smile finally appeared on his face.
"Everyone here is indeed a brave and kind person."
Director Zou took out a black square gift box containing a vibrant, fiery red flame badge. As he gently shook it, the light refracted and danced on it, like a blazing fire, instantly capturing the attention of all the children.
"If you can successfully rescue those five hostages, this adventurer's medal is yours."
"Besides this, there are even bigger surprises waiting for you, and perhaps your wishes will come true."
The old fox slowly kept everyone in suspense.
The five children's gazes instantly burned with intense passion. Their expressions were fervent, their cheeks, still bearing the marks of their afternoon nap, were rosy like little apples, and their ten little hands were clenched into fists in perfect unison.
Who wouldn't want to be a hero who saves the world!
And that's how it caught fire!
"Village chief, leave it to us!"
The mobilization meeting has now concluded successfully.
Director Zou, who dedicated his life to acting, finally smiled slyly.
Looking at their children, who had been completely misled, the silent parents were speechless.
But at the same time, a sense of anticipation inevitably arose in my heart.
The show "Liang Beibei" has run for three seasons, and they all know a little about the inside story. Only the children are kept in the dark.
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