Chapter 55 (First Update)
By this point in the live stream, most viewers had already realized that something was wrong.
After Ji Zhi Qiu made his debut, the audience only regarded him as a newcomer to the entertainment industry, simply appreciating his appearance. In addition, since Ji Zhi Qiu is a single father raising three children, they couldn't help but feel sorry for him. But now they have discovered that Ji Zhi Qiu is completely different from what they imagined.
Wow, this thought process is something else!
[Hahaha, I love it! At first I thought she was just a brainless beauty, but I didn't expect her to be so abstract.]
Wait a minute, this is already the second episode of the live stream. What did he do in the last episode? I have absolutely no idea.
[...Could that abstract house in the ratings be them?]
【Wow, you've hit the nail on the head! I thought the ratings were weird before, and I even thought the show had hired the wrong people to write fake reviews. How come I didn't realize I only watched the first three live streams?!】
Ji Zhi Qiu's performance sparked curiosity about the content of the first live broadcast, prompting many to search online. In their minds, Ji Zhi Qiu was unremarkable and received little attention. Even with the show's immense popularity, her family remained relatively unknown. However, upon logging onto Weibo, they discovered that Ji Zhi Qiu had her own dedicated super topic, which, despite having few followers, boasted a remarkably high daily active user count.
This made them even more curious, and they all clicked in to see what was going on, but they didn't expect that once they started, they wouldn't be able to get out.
[Wow, how can a person be so abstract...]
[Oops, I made a huge mistake! How come I didn't know the first live stream was so much fun?!]
[Don't reflect on yourself when you encounter problems; look for the problems in others. It's all the director's fault! How could I not click on the cover if you used Ji Zhi Qiu's face as the cover?!]
[Wow, Dad got caught sneaking a bite to eat by his son in the middle of the night! Is this even Chinese? What happened next? What happened after he was caught?]
Please, please, are there any other clips? Just one more bite for the child, just one bite!
[Did any of my beautiful and handsome longtime fans record this? *flower emoji*]
[You guys are eating so well behind my back, please give me a bite too, please, sob sob]
New fans are willing to say anything to get edited videos and recordings, and their humor is top-notch. The old fans are flattered and generously share their saved content.
The supertopic became even more lively, with new fans coming in from time to time to catch up on the previous events. What started as exclamation marks turned into ellipses, and finally became abstracted into rambling nonsense, piecing together a completely new self, and immediately accepting the House of Abstraction.
Longtime fans, seeing that the initial comments were all about the actors' looks, guessed that this scene would happen. As people who had been through it, they would occasionally tease or comfort the audience.
As long as long-time fans leave comments, a large number of new fans will follow, some expressing envy and asking for content, others expressing confusion and asking for explanations.
The entertainment industry is full of beauties, but few are as abstract as this. New fans who watched the recording laughed until their stomachs hurt and were inexplicably excited. They immediately opened the super topic, eager to share, only to find that the first episode had already passed and everyone was discussing the second episode.
They were really bursting with energy, and the new fans spontaneously started a thread to discuss the topic. However, the first episode had too many abstract segments, so they still had to search for each one and match them to their own context.
Longtime fans seemed to see themselves in the past, and were very cooperative, not disturbing or giving away spoilers.
The atmosphere in the super topic improved, and every netizen who came in not only found joy in the abstract family, but also provided emotional value to each other. The popularity doubled in a short period of time. When the production team saw this, they promptly released Ji Zhi Qiu's newly registered Weibo account.
...
Ji Zhiqi was unaware of all this and was still outwitting Zhou Bapi. He then went to a new villager's house and continued working.
Each family needs to pay room fees daily and also needs extra silver coins to buy supplies for the day. Lin Jinzhao and Wen Qizheng are also completing tasks, but they have chosen tasks with lower difficulty and lower returns.
Wen Qizheng chose the task of milking the cow, looking troubled and conflicted. In the end, he stretched out a finger, tentatively poked the cow, and then quickly withdrew it.
He had prepared himself mentally for a very long time, but in the end he just stood there as punishment.
When Ji Zhi Qiu saw him on her way to the next mission location, she gave a helpless laugh and asked, "What are you doing?"
Wen Qizheng remained expressionless: "Completing this task will earn me two silver coins."
He chose residence number three, which wasn't very nice, but the room rate was low. Ji Zhi Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Two silver coins are only enough to cover the room rate. We still need to buy other supplies."
Wen Qizheng glanced at him, then turned back to face Niu.
Ji Zhi Qiu thought Wen Qi Zheng didn't want to talk to him anymore, and was about to continue on his way when Wen Qi Zheng suddenly turned around and said, "I don't know how to milk cows. I'm afraid I'll hurt them and they'll kick me."
After Wen Qizheng finished speaking, he looked at his hands over and over.
Ji Zhi Qiu understood perfectly. Wen Qi Zheng was a musician who played many instruments, and his hands were his most precious possession. They had to be protected and absolutely could not be injured.
He kindly suggested, "You can ask the local villagers for help. As long as you say nice things, they will be willing to teach you."
Wen Qizheng was somewhat tempted, but in the end he just pursed his lips and remained standing there coldly.
Seeing that Wen Qizheng had too many concerns and seemed awkward, Ji Zhi Qiu sighed helplessly in his heart, and the situation became tense.
Just then, Lin Jinzhao, radiating brilliance, walked over like a hero and helped them solve their problem.
"What are you two doing here?" Lin Jinchao's gaze fell on Wen Qizheng first. "Don't you want to milk the cows? How about we switch places? You go chop wood."
Wen Qizheng looked down at his hands and showed the same expression as before, but because he was naturally aloof, it wasn't obvious.
"Okay, thank you." He nodded stiffly.
Lin Jinzhao then looked at Ji Zhiqi and said with feigned surprise, "Why are you sweating so much? Was the mission very tiring?"
Ji Zhi Qiu had already washed her face five or six times, leaving no makeup behind. She nodded listlessly, "We've only just finished half of it. Zhou Bapi just told me that the remaining two tasks are completely different from the previous ones. I asked him what the tasks were, but he wouldn't tell me. Who knows what kind of tricks he's up to now."
Lin Jinchao pretended to understand and feel sorry for him, but in his heart he was sarcastically mocking him.
As expected, Ji Zhi Qiu was the kind of fool who didn't know his own limitations. He only managed to persevere this long because he had better physical strength and willpower. But in the end, he only had one fate: he gained nothing and was extremely embarrassed.
The thought had barely crossed my mind when I saw Ji Zhi Qiu casually scratch his hair, making his features even clearer. His hair, a soft, voluminous shade of dawn, was fluffy and soft. Bathed in sunlight, every part of him looked like a magazine cover, the kind of pose he deliberately struck to create a sunny, youthful vibe.
...Even with this face, Ji Zhi Qiu would never "lose face".
Lin Jinzhao slightly turned his head to hide the fleeting emotion in his eyes, then readjusted to business mode and continued chatting with Ji Zhiqi and the others.
Neither of the two people present was worth his effort to befriend. After exchanging a few perfunctory words, Lin Jinchao turned and left.
Wen Qizheng and Ji Zhiqi were going the same way. They walked in silence for five minutes. Wen Qizheng stood in front of the log, his lips twitching slightly, and he rolled his eyes. He looked like he was still alive, but he had actually been gone for a while.
Chopping wood is more damaging to the hands than milking cows. Looking at Wen Qizheng's lifeless expression, Ji Zhiqi guessed that he had accepted the task because he was too embarrassed to refuse.
Wen Qizheng looked like a mute version of an awkward child. He subconsciously spoke in a coaxing tone, "You can get two silver coins for chopping wood. I'll help you complete the task and give you one silver coin. But in return, you have to do something for me."
Wen Qizheng suddenly raised his head, staring straight at him with a peculiar light in his eyes.
Ji Zhi Qiu found it quite amusing and used the techniques for communicating with children to gently persuade her, "This favor will require some of your effort and will take more time than chopping wood, but it will not be complicated and will not hurt your hands. You can think about it carefully before deciding whether to cooperate."
"Okay." Wen Qizheng agreed almost without hesitation, taking a step back to make room.
Ji Zhi Qiu was both amused and exasperated. She took out four silver coins from her pocket. "One of them is yours, and the other three are for buying me a set of seasonings and pork at the store, and then..."
Wen Qizheng nodded and asked, "That's it?"
Ji Zhi Qiu smiled and said, "That's fine, but I'll have to ask you to hurry."
"No problem." Wen Qizheng nodded stiffly and walked away without looking back.
Ji Zhiqi wasted no time and picked up the axe as quickly as possible. Just as he was about to use his strength, the person who had left returned.
I owe you a favor.
After saying that, Wen Qizheng left quickly without waiting for Ji Zhi Qiu's reply.
Ji Zhi Qiu: "..." This is really a strange person.
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Wen Qizheng remembered Ji Zhiqi's instructions and, without stopping for a moment, went to the store to buy the things Ji Zhiqi had asked for and immediately rushed to Courtyard No. 4.
From a distance, he could vaguely see two small figures in the courtyard, their bottoms sticking out, curled up in a ball, like plump mushrooms, while two orange figures jumped around, having a great time.
With the only adult away, the children unleash their true nature, making a ruckus as much as they want; it's a miracle they don't tear the roof off.
With preconceived notions in mind, Wen Qizheng instinctively frowned. He had always preferred quiet and instinctively avoided any noisy people or things, but remembering Ji Zhiqi's instructions, he still gritted his teeth and went in.
“Your father asked me to bring these back, there are…” He then realized that the oldest child was only nine years old and didn’t understand these things at all.
He hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to help Ji Zhi Qiu take care of his children, a small figure appeared in front of him... holding an enormous kitchen knife in his hand.
!!
Wen Qizheng gasped, instinctively staggering back a few steps. The pork and seasonings in his hands swung wildly, almost causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground with a thud.
Ji Zishen walked over calmly, knife in hand. "Uncle, what's the matter?"
Wen Qizheng's face turned deathly pale. He opened his mouth but no sound came out. His gaze drifted to the kitchen knife in his hand, hesitant to speak, and even more frightened.
Ji Zishen guessed what he was thinking and explained, "Uncle, don't be afraid. I'm holding the kitchen knife to kill a chicken."
Upon hearing this, Ji Sicheng, who had been squatting on the ground writing and drawing, suddenly stood up. "Don't kill it. That's a hen. It lays eggs every day, and we need eggs to supplement our nutrition."
During their last physical examination, Ji Zishen and Ji Sicheng both had the problem of slow development and needed nutritional supplements.
A common characteristic among men is that they are extremely concerned about their height, even if their combined age is not yet that of an adult.
Ji Zishen thought for a while and nodded in agreement, but instead of putting down the cleaver, he took a few steps toward Wen Qizheng.
Wen Qizheng stared at the cold glint of the blade, unable to breathe.
"Uncle, did you bring back pork?"
Wen Qizheng was a little confused: "I'm not pork, don't eat me... You're such a small child, don't play with a kitchen knife, it's too dangerous, put it down quickly!"
Ji Zishen gave him a strange look and politely asked, "Uncle, these pork and jars are too heavy. Could you help me carry them to the kitchen?"
Wen Qizheng exclaimed, his gaze still fixed on the kitchen knife in Ji Zishen's hand. He had no experience in dealing with children, and he didn't know how to handle such a situation. His mind went blank, and he walked into the kitchen like a walking corpse.
The viewers in the live stream were terrified.
【Hey kid, don't play with knives! And killing chickens! I'm almost thirty, and I still only know how to walk backwards when I see a chicken!】
Didn't the father teach his child any safety knowledge? This is too dangerous!
Put it down, put it down! I can't breathe from watching this.
This could be considered an accident. Where are the staff? Quickly, talk to the child!
Wen Qizheng felt the same way. He put down the pork and was about to turn around to call the staff when he suddenly heard a rhythmic thumping sound.
Ji Zishen held a kitchen knife, expressionless, and his chopping movements were even more skillful than Grandma's. He looked like he was only nine years old, but had been cooking for ninety years.
Wen Qizheng stood there dumbfounded, staring blankly at Ji Zishen, his language system completely broken down, "You...you..."
Ji Zishen looked up at him and finally realized the problem. He explained, "I like to cook, and I've been doing it for a long time. Uncle, would you like to stay for lunch? The green beans in the yard are ripe. We'll have green beans stewed with pork for lunch today."
Wen Qizheng was still in a daze. Even though the scene was right in front of him, he still asked belatedly, "You can cook?!"
Ji Zishen: "..." This uncle's brain is probably not very sharp.
The viewers in the live stream were also stunned by these scenes, and the barrage was full of question marks. But when they thought about how many surprises Ji Zhi Qiu had brought them, it was reasonable for the son of the Abstract House to be in charge of cooking, so they put aside their doubts and flocked to the super topic.
[Where are the long-time fans? Help! Are there any related recordings?]
[Awesome! The Abstract House truly doesn't tolerate idlers; it's a place where hidden talents abound!]
[That's true. Cats are so intelligent and can take care of children, so what's wrong with the eldest son being able to cook?]
[This is such a skilled move. My mom heard the chopping sound and immediately knew it was a very experienced chef.]
[Where are my handsome and charming old fans? They used to be so active, but now they're all gone! Good things are meant to be shared!!]
Longtime fans pretended to be blind and deaf when they saw this, silently putting down their phones, while feeling a little sad and wronged.
"..." What a coincidence, they wanted to ask the same thing.
Ji Zhi Qiu, we made vows of eternal love under the moonlit flowers, you said we were as close as family, so why did you keep this from your family?
How are we supposed to face our new fans?!
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