"Teacher Huang, look how beautiful this scene is!"
"A musical prodigy, a rising actor, a top agent, and our violin prince are all battling with firewood, striving for this braised pork dish at the Mushroom House."
"That's the meaning of life!"
Teacher He looked at the bustling scene in the courtyard.
Especially seeing Mo Zixue's slightly clumsy but diligent way of stacking firewood, I couldn't help but sigh.
"Chopping wood is also a skill; it can calm one's mind."
"Yue Heng has a very down-to-earth personality, and he is more approachable than many other singers who became famous at a young age that I have met."
"Most importantly, I have such a wonderful girl like Xiaoxue to help me. I'm so lucky!"
After throwing all the green beans that Teacher He had chopped into the pot, Huang Lei covered the pot with the lid and let the meat simmer. He wiped his hands, put his hands on his hips, and laughed.
Mo Zixue, who was constantly talking about firewood, was fiddling with it.
"Uncle Huang, you flatter me. It's mainly thanks to Wang Yueheng's own talent. I'm just an insignificant assistant."
Hearing Huang Lei's generous praise of him on camera.
Mo Zixue, her cheeks flushed from the smoke from the firewood, said somewhat shyly.
"Alright, alright, we have enough firewood. Well done, everyone in the wood-chopping team! You can take a break now!"
Seeing the pile of firewood that had already formed a small mountain next to the stove, He Jiong quickly signaled Wang Yueheng and the other man, who were still chopping wood, to stop.
Although the audience comes to see the daily lives of celebrities.
But this is a variety show, not a regular chores job.
If they keep letting the two of them keep slashing like this, the viewers who just woke up will fall asleep again.
As the host, Teacher He plans to bring everyone together and create some new highlights for the program.
Upon learning that there was enough firewood, Wang Yueheng, who was chopping wood, put down his axe and took off his gloves.
He walked towards the pergola with Dahua.
"Yue Heng, you've sweated so much, drink some water."
As soon as Wang Yueheng walked over, Mo Zixue handed him a bowl of perfectly warm boiled water.
It's like a virtuous wife welcoming her husband home after he's just finished working.
This scene drew envy from Liu Huaxian, who was standing nearby, as well as from countless single men and women in the live stream.
Wow, this water is so sweet!
"Wait a minute, isn't this a lifestyle variety show? Why does it feel like I'm watching a dating show?"
"Showing affection in public, that's going too far!"
"If I had a girlfriend like Xiaoxue, I'd accept being punished by God by winning the lottery for ten million!"
"I'm here to wake up the person upstairs! (Unbuckling my belt...)"
"I'm different. I hope to find a boyfriend like Wang Yueheng! I'd be willing to pour him water every day!"
"Successfully chopped wood for the first time! Heng-ge, we have to sing a song to celebrate!"...
In the live broadcast room, I witnessed the thoughtful and gentle Mo Zixue serving Wang Yueheng a bowl of water in front of everyone.
The audience, touched by the sweet interaction between the two, suddenly erupted in emotion.
Some even turned the live stream into a wishing well and started making wishes.
"Come on, Little H, let's go find some water ourselves..."
Watching Wang Yueheng tilt his head back and drink the bowl of water that Mo Zixue handed him.
Liu Huaxian couldn't help but swallow hard, silently picked up his fellow single dog, Little H, and walked into the room to find himself a drink of water.
"Eek~"
"I'm so thirsty! Why isn't anyone getting me some water?"
Upon seeing the scene before him, Teacher He deliberately made a teasing remark.
Teacher Huang Lei sat to the side, munching on peanuts, watching the two of them with a smile on his face.
"Teacher He, let me pour you some. Would you like room temperature water or something cooler?"
Seeing this, female guest Zhao Ying quickly grabbed an empty bowl from the side and was about to pour water for Teacher He without saying a word.
"No need, no need, I can do it myself! I was just kidding!"
When He Jiong saw that female guest Zhao Ying was about to pour him water, he quickly stopped her with a smile.
But before he could finish speaking...
The efficient Zhao Ying had already picked up the kettle and poured half a bowl of boiling water into it.
Then I found a bottle of mineral water and added some to it.
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