Chapter 6
The first live broadcast of the new season of "Zizi is Superman" officially begins.
The kids, parent-child variety show enthusiasts and fans of the celebrity guests have already arrived on time.
The host of the program is introducing the location of this program.
On the outskirts of the city, there is a garden farm with a lake and fields.
Drone footage looks down at the quiet land from an aerial perspective.
Half of the farm is surrounded by a lake, and on the other side are tall, straight fir trees and a large flower garden with more than a dozen species of flowers waving in the wind.
Golden ears of wheat sway in a small rice field, poultry and livestock such as chickens and ducks are raised on the lawn, and a large orchard is dotted with ripe orange, red and yellow fruits.
Four small wooden buildings with sloping roofs and landings come into view, and their doors all face an open atrium in the middle.
As the camera quickly scans the wooden house and the atrium, the audience can clearly see that these are the places where the four groups of guests rest and prepare three meals a day.
[Wow, the farm looks so beautiful in autumn]
[Are the guests here on vacation?] Another 2.08 million paid trip? 】
[Feeling average, celebrities weren’t interested either, so I withdrew]
[I will wait and see until all the guests appear]
As the audience began to leave messages and discuss, the first group of guests appeared.
She is a female singer who pursues the artistic and pure style, Zhu Wei and her five-year-old daughter Rongrong.
Both mother and daughter were pushing suitcases, smiling and waving at the camera.
Rongrong leaned closely against her mother, not quite sure which camera to look at, and seemed a little nervous.
[Rongrong looks like her mother~ She has a clean and pure temperament. She will be a literary goddess in the future~]
[I guessed at first glance that Rongrong was Zhu Wei's daughter, and the facial features were copied and pasted]
The second group of guests is a member of a boy band, Zhou Xu.
The baby in his arms was almost four years old and his name was Xiaoqi.
The round-headed Xiaoqi stared at the photographer with his eyes as big as copper bells, without looking away or blinking.
[Oh, Xiaoqi, what’s wrong with you? Don't you blink? 】
[Xiao Qi is actually from Zhou Xu's family?] I thought it was an amateur group, sorry, ee apologizes to the cute doll]
Zhu Wei and Zhou Xu had the opportunity to perform on the same stage before, so they were old acquaintances and started talking in low voices as soon as they met.
The third group of guests, Chu Han wearing sunglasses and his seven-year-old son Xingxing, came out and waved enthusiastically, "Hello, we are here!"
Chu Han became a movie queen as soon as she debuted. After marrying her first love at a young age, she retired from the screen for a few years and behaved very low-key.
It is really a rare opportunity to bring my son to participate in the show this time.
[Ah, what I can't understand the most is Chu Han getting married so early]
[Xingxing is seven years old?] It doesn’t look like that. How come he is almost as tall as my six-year-old nephew? 】
[Crack, I guessed completely wrong, I thought Xingxing was an amateur. (Whispering that she did not inherit Chu Han’s good looks)
[They haven't grown up yet. Children at the age of six or seven haven't grown up yet. Don't worry.]
[Yiming, the oldest and most handsome kid among the cubs, is actually from the amateur group? 】
[The tall and beautiful mother in the parent group pilot film looks very elegant at first glance. It is not surprising that she can give birth to a cub named Ming.]
While the audience was discussing enthusiastically, Bo Yiming, jumping and leaping excitedly, rushed towards the camera pushing two oversized suitcases.
Behind the cheerful young man was a slowly approaching figure, wearing a black wide-brimmed sun hat and also pushing an oversized suitcase.
[Yiming’s mixed-race appearance really catches my eye. I want to have a handsome son! 】
[I want it too. When he was three years old, I sent him to be a child model so that he could earn money to support me (Devil’s Whisper)]
The person in the slightly distant shot is wearing a linen shirt with a large V-neck and an especially loose and flowing hem.
Although I can't see her appearance clearly, I can already intuitively feel her elegant and gentle temperament from her slender figure.
The introduction given on the screen is [Yiming]/[Yiming’s father].
[Oh my god, it’s dad!] I vaguely saw waist-length hair in the trailer, jet black, very beautiful.]
[I guessed wrong, I thought it was mom! But suddenly I started to develop a strange interest. Does anyone understand? 】
[Hahaha, me too...]
As the figure slowly approached the camera, a gust of wind blew and lifted his clothes.
In the distance of the screen, under the blue sky and white clouds, a line of birds flew in the fir forest.
The audience finally saw the porcelain white cheeks and clear jaw angle under the brim of the hat.
As he raised his hand to push up his hat, his slightly raised almond-shaped eyes added a stunning touch of brightness to his already flawless face.
In an instant, a scream loud enough to cover the camera flashed across the live screen.
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh】
【Oh My God! Beautiful daddy? 】
[Good-looking people bring their own atmosphere and background music when they appear, right? Wasn’t the scene just now too fresh and artistic? 】
I'm not hallucinating, am I? The program crew calls such gorgeous and beautiful people "amateurs"? 】
[Agents of the domestic entertainment industry, are you blind? This classical beauty, whose gender is so indistinguishable, hasn't made her debut yet? 】
[Don't doubt it, I'm already blind.] 】
Among the guests, Zhu Wei looked at the newcomer and asked the question in the audience's mind in amazement: "Are you... the father of the child?"
Chu Han on the other side, who was about to drink the mineral water, stopped.
She looked at the 1.5-meter-tall boy with the same surprise, "Little boy, are you nine years old?"
How could one believe that a young man who looked to be in his early twenties could be the father of a nine-year-old child?
Everyone was collectively shocked.
Bo Yiming was very excited when he woke up in the morning, and now that he has officially entered the variety show, his mood is even more high. He nodded vigorously: "Yes! Hello, Auntie!"
Zhu Wei's daughter Rongrong tilted her head back and stared blankly at this adult who was more beautiful than she could imagine. She asked blankly, "Mom, what should I call you?"
Xiao Qi, who was originally nestled in Zhou Xu's arms, also came over and blinked: "Where's Xiao Qi?"
"This is my little dad." Bo Yiming looked back and forth and scratched his head: "You call me..."
The soft and cute Xiao Qi looked at the gentle Wen Cishu with grape-like eyes, opened his mouth, and called in a baby voice: "Little daddy?"
Rongrong was the first to laugh: "Pfft..."
She shyly leaned towards her mother again.
Everybody laughed.
[The first thing you do is to acknowledge the beauty as your father, right? 】
[Okay, okay, you are worthy of being a four-year-old who can wet the bed with a clear conscience]
[Did anyone see Zhou Xu’s staggering expression? Five minutes into the show, my son wanted to run away... I laughed my ass off.]
Zhou Xu had no idea that his youngest son would call him that, so he quickly lowered his head and said, "Xiao Qi, you can't just call me dad. This is Brother Yiming's dad."
"Just call me uncle." Wen Cishu smiled faintly and looked at the two children, "Hello, Rongrong, hello, Xiaoqi." Then he turned to the more silent seven-year-old boy, "And Xingxing, hello."
Xingxing nodded politely.
He noticed the strands of hair falling from under his uncle's hat, and a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes for a moment.
The guests were getting to know each other and the gate of the farm was slowly closing.
The PD of the program waved frantically: "Goodbye, guests! We will pick you up tomorrow afternoon!"
"ah?"
Zhou Xu looked over in confusion, but there was no one from the program crew as far as he could see.
"Do we live here alone?"
Chu Han was participating in a live reality show for the first time and was particularly surprised: "Is there no one here? What about the rules of the game?"
Xingxing, who had been looking down, suddenly said, "Mom, this is not a game, it's an observation of life."
He pointed in a few directions and said, "They're all filming."
【Um? But... the camera just scanned the kitchen and there was nothing inside.]
[Logically, shouldn’t we give everyone money? What to do about eating? 】
[Farm survival challenge? Do you have to kill the chickens and ducks yourself? 】
[Wow, simple and crude program setting, I like it! 】
As Xingxing finished speaking, a figure taller than him suddenly jumped over.
Bo Yiming said enthusiastically: "Brother Xingxing, you are so awesome!"
Xingxing glanced at her handsome brother, then took a step back with a slightly wary look.
Chu Han explained: "Yiming, Xingxing is quite introverted, please don't be offended."
Xingxing curled her lips slightly, as if she didn't agree with what her mother said.
Bo Yiming shook his head: "It's okay, I'm very outgoing." He turned his head and asked, "Right, little dad?"
Wen Cishu smiled and nodded: "Well, our Yiming is outgoing, cheerful and lively."
"Hehe!" Bo Yiming raised his chin proudly when he heard what his father said.
[What is this kid showing off about?] 】
[Yimingzi has an outgoing personality, I like it]
[You will like him even if he doesn't show off (I know you look at his face)]
[Haha ..., I am dying of laughter, me too…]
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Outside the farm, there is a road leading to a villa, which is the temporary work point for everyone in the program crew.
In the parking lot near the farm, there are two silver-gray luxury nanny cars and a black private car.
After communicating with the program staff, Albert walked back to the nanny car.
Several staff members watched him get on the bus before starting a conversation.
"Did you see the very tall man wearing a black mask?"
"Are you talking about Yiming calling Big Daddy?"
"Yes, I just took a closer look, and he seems to be a foreigner? His eyes are green in the sunlight?"
"Little Yiming said that his father is a first-generation mixed-blood, and he is a quarter mixed-blood. It's still a little different."
"I see."
Everyone originally thought that Mr. Bo had come specially to bring Wen Cishu and Bo Yiming for the photo shoot, but who knew that he had never left.
Even in the other nanny car, there were not only the accompanying medical team, but also the family's housekeeper, making it quite a grand scene.
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Inside nanny car number one.
Uncle Xu and Aunt Zhong each held a tablet and watched the show attentively.
Uncle Xu shook his head: "Why is this wooden house so small? How do we sleep at night?"
A young lady nodded beside her: "That's right, what about eating?"
Aunt Zhong frowned and said, "I'll take a look. If it doesn't work, I'll send it over from home."
She was worried, looking at the atrium in the camera. There was only a long table and chairs, nothing else.
Finally, she couldn't help but burst out in anger: "Your eldest young master is really something, how could he let our second young master and Yiming come? He didn't even figure it out in advance?"
When the two aunts in the middle heard this, they silently shrank back.
Uncle Xu subconsciously wanted to refute, opened his mouth, and then closed it awkwardly.
"Young Master was indeed... inconsiderate this time."
Doctor Lin at the back of the row smiled and said loudly, "Mr. Wen, it's good for your health to walk around. You two should stop getting angry."
Aunt Zhong could only take a deep breath and continue watching calmly.
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Inside another more spacious nanny car.
The original seating area was changed into a small living room.
There were several documents on the table with gold edges and white patterns.
On the hanging square car screen, there is a live broadcast of "Zi Zi is Superman".
There is another tablet next to it, and there is only one figure in the picture.
——Wen Dictionary.
Bo Tingyuan was sitting in a chair with his long legs crossed and his hands folded in front of him with his fingers crossed.
The green eyes behind the lenses are quietly looking at the person with a spring breeze on his face.
Albert noticed Bo Tingyuan's expression.
At this moment, he seemed to read an indescribable...piety from the look Mr. Bo gave Mr. Wen.
However, as he appeared, Bo Tingyuan's eyes turned slightly.
Albert couldn't help but doubt himself.
Was it his illusion just now?
He handed over a few documents and said, "Boss Bo, the production team has modified some terms and added an additional compensation agreement."
Bo Tingyuan took it, flipped through it, and handed the document back when there was no problem. He said in English: "Give it to Mr. Wen after the show is over. 】
Albert put his hands behind his back for the first time: [I guess Mr. Wen would be happier to receive the documents from you than from me? 】
Bo Tingyuan raised his eyes slightly and stared at Albert.
This sculpture-like face has extremely sharp lines in every part, and the obscure expression is also difficult to fathom.
Some pressure instantly gathered in the air.
Fortunately, Albert has worked with him for many years and has excellent ability to withstand pressure. He did not avoid his gaze at all and was very persistent in his ideas.
Finally, Bo Tingyuan's sharp eyelids dropped and he continued to look at the smiling person on the screen. When he saw him gently rubbing the white jade bamboo bracelet with his fingertips, he said softly between his thin lips: "Really?"
It didn't seem like he was confirming with Albert, but more like he was questioning Wen Cishu himself in the camera.
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