Chapter 304: The First Night
“This isn’t right.”
Mao Nai paused for less than two seconds, already able to smell the “mixed flavor” in the dishes in front of her, her eyelid twitched, and she looked at Yang Zi who was gazing over here: “If we’re talking about respecting the old and loving the young, we don’t just have the old here, we also have the ‘young’.”
Yang Zi: “?”
Damn it, Mao wall lamp, how did you even think of me?!
Chi Ye nodded: “That’s true, a child is also a son.”
Yang Zi: “…”
Because he had just received “psychological counseling” from the program team, Yang Zi didn’t say much, he glanced faintly at the camera, then suddenly gave Aunt Mao a wicked smile, mixed the vegetables with rice, picked up his bowl of rice, and started gobbling it down.
The people around watched with faces full of “shock”.
Chi Ye was not surprised at all—such a great on-camera opportunity, how could Teacher Yang Zi miss it?
You guys still don’t understand Yang Zi enough.
“As expected of Teacher Yang Zi, he can eat even for the camera.”
Sister Shang sighed inwardly, and at that moment, she saw Yang Zi, who had been “ferociously” performing, suddenly freeze in expression, then his face changed, and he retched.
“What’s wrong?”
Shi Jinwei asked curiously.
“There’s something in here…”
Yang Zi looked at Aunt Mao with a twisted face: “What did you put in it?!”
Aunt Mao was equally surprised: “I just put in rice and water…”
Tan Yue looked embarrassed: “Uh… sorry, maybe I… I mixed up the sugar and salt, Teacher Yang Zi, sorry…”
Yang Zi retched, thinking to himself that this wasn’t about sugar and salt at all, there’s shit in this rice!
“Aunt Mao still has some skills.”
Chi Ye watched with his heart racing.
“Huh?”
Sister Shang was puzzled: “What makes you say that? Is the cooking skill too… too crude?”
“No.”
Chi Ye pointed at the suffering Yang Zi: “Look, you’ve demoted Teacher Child by another generation.”
“Eaten into Grandson Teacher.”
“Pfft.”
Sister Qianzi really couldn’t hold it in, she couldn’t help but glance at Chi Ye, inwardly sighing that this guy doesn’t distinguish between friend and foe… really need to stay away from him during recording… um… and keep distance privately too.
Thinking this way, Sister Qianzi silently shifted her butt, moving a bit closer to Chi Ye.
Feels “safe”.
“Alright everyone, please don’t waste grain.”
Director Li spoke up to remind from his side, while signaling that there were many cameras on Yang Zi, it was time to perform.
Yang Zi received Director Li’s “signal”, stayed silent for a full ten seconds, then barely swallowed it down, and smiled at Aunt Mao: “Loved the young, now time to respect the old.”
Aunt Mao had already been startled by Yang Zi’s expression earlier, and now seeing this, she rolled her eyes: “I’m not eating, I’m old, can’t eat this.”
“Tonight’s food is only this, if you don’t eat, there won’t be food tonight.”
Director Li’s voice sounded from behind the monitor, reminding Aunt Mao and also everyone: “Hope all guests respect grain and avoid waste.”
“You’re getting bold too, this is forcing everyone to eat shit together.”
Chi Ye said it bluntly, but he didn’t mind at all and started eating— what did he mind, his bowl was protected very cleanly, except for a bit of Shi Jinwei’s saliva, nothing else messy.
So the unrivaled top streamer felt he should take the lead at this time.
Seeing Chi Ye eating so unpretentiously, the others exchanged glances and could only pinch their noses and accept it.
Of course, Aunt Mao still didn’t touch her chopsticks, because she really was older, and from the bottom of her heart didn’t want to eat such “cheap” stuff, planning to find her assistant for a small meal after the show went off air.
As for the program team saying no food tonight… joke, at her age, would they really starve her all night?
Does the program team dare?
On the other side, Zheng Chunchun and the germophobic Wang Chuxing also ate very little, the latter even trembling all over at one point, feeling like torture with every bite.
But he’s not some big star, in front of the camera, even if no one eats, he has to grit his teeth and eat.
Seeing him like this, Chi Ye sighed slightly, feeling like he saw the “original host” back then, and impulsively looked at Aunt Mao: “Teacher Mao, you could have been an actor, what a waste.”
Aunt Mao: “?”
Though not much contact, she knew Chi Ye wasn’t holding back something good.
Sure enough, the next moment, Chi Ye said: “In ancient times, you’d at least be Minister of Justice.”
Everyone: “…”
「Is it really that bad?」
「Hahaha, I saw it just now, Aunt Mao really can’t cook, she probably didn’t even clean the rice carefully, and seemed to add the wrong water at the end, Tan Yue was so nervous she grabbed the wrong seasoning several times, I knew this dinner would be interesting.」
「《The Last Supper》」
「@Teacher Huang, Teacher Huang’s fellow enthusiast is finally here, with these two heavyweight guests joining, I think Mango TV’s variety shows can be skipped from now on, it’s like going to get tortured.」
「Ye Zi’s character is really something, can eat something this bad, as expected of a quality idol!」
「??? Chi Ye’s fans don’t go too far, you can hype this?」
「……」
The live broadcast room’s bullet comments popularity kept surging, and the new program’s “last dinner” finally ended amid everyone’s deadpan expressions.
《Yi Lu Fan Hua》 Day 1, all guests’ first collaborative dinner ends, next is arranging respective rooms, then daily night chats, rest, wash up, and sleep.
But because today’s meeting was too harmonious, everyone lost interest in night chats, fleeing the dinner table like escaping for their lives, then starting to choose and arrange their rooms.
“I’ll sleep on the first floor.”
After sneaking around the living room for a circle, Sister Shang took the initiative: “I like getting up at night, afraid to disturb everyone.”
Chi Ye looked suspiciously at the spot she chose, which was the room closest to the kitchen: “You really like getting up at night that much?”
“Uh…”
Sister Shang touched her nose guiltily: “Um… not that much, just habit.”
Chi Ye: “Understandable.”
Sister Shang: “?”
Can’t let it go, huh?
So like bringing up those unbearable pasts?
Chi Ye, don’t go too far!
“Then I’ll room with Sister Shang.”
Shi Jinwei was already planning to share a room with Shang Youshu, now with eight guests on site, five women three men, so five female stars to split into two rooms, one with three, one with two.
The remaining male guests don’t need to split, just take one big room.
“Chi Ye, which one do we pick?”
Yang Zi came down from upstairs, threw Chi Ye a flirtatious glance: “I think upstairs is nice, great lighting, perfect for night reading.”
Chi Ye: “…Be normal.”
“No, how long since we hung out? Gotta talk all night?”
After saying that, Yang Zi noticed the reserved Wang Chuxing and waved: “Xiao Wang can join too, all guys, no need to be too formal.”
“Thanks Teacher Yang Zi, thanks Chi Ge.”
The male guests settled on upstairs, so the last big room went to Aunt Mao, Zheng Chunchun, and Tan Yue.
Tan Yue didn’t really want to “cohabit” with these two big stars, but Sister Shang had “abandoned” her, and she couldn’t thick-skinnedly go room with Chi Ye… if she could, she really wanted to.
Chi Ye was also her male god!
Which girl’s moonlight isn’t Professor Chi?
Unfortunately, unfortunately.
Tan Yue drooped her head, sighing as she walked to the room to start arranging.
“No, really no assistants to help us?”
In the room.
Aunt Mao and Zheng Chunchun, following behind Tan Yue, had already started arguing with the program team now that the camera wasn’t here.
“Your program team is going too far, such a messy room, making us three girls clean? How can we handle it.”
Zheng Chunchun had been very quiet during the last dinner because she really didn’t want to eat raw.
But now that the survival round ended, she immediately showed signs of flaring up—the room rented by the program team clearly wasn’t thoroughly cleaned, and everyone was decent people used to good lives.
For example, Zheng Chunchun, who didn’t even give birth to her own child, asking her to clean the room like a housewife is too much.
Aunt Mao nodded along: “Yeah, I think you should get some guys over, us girls are tired after a whole day, I saw several old cabinets in the way that need moving out, we don’t have the strength.”
A question mark slowly appeared above Director Li’s head.
Chi Ye hadn’t reached upstairs yet, turned back upon hearing, and carefully sized up Aunt Mao: “65-year-old girl?”
Aunt Mao’s face darkened: “Chi Ye, since you’re free, come help us.”
“Sure, then I’ll come add some chaos.”
Everyone: “…”
“Better not, Chi Ge is tired after a day too, Sister Mao, Sister Chunchun, I can do it.”
Tan Yue couldn’t cook, but clearly had done chores before, seeing the two big sisters about to clash with Chi Ye again, she hurried over to say she could handle it.
“…Really.”
Aunt Mao couldn’t help but return to the room with a sulky face, “unintentionally” walking under the camera, muttering: “Young artists nowadays, lazier than the next, making an old person like me do work, you say, this… sigh.”
Zheng Chunchun got the hint—don’t think they snapped at Chi Ye for no reason just now, there were several cameras in the living room, the scene probably got live broadcasted.
They knew audiences hate lazy artists most, especially on this variety show, they had one old two young, all women, Chi Ye’s attitude and actions really lacked “gentlemanly demeanor”.
…
Chi Ye didn’t care about these two old women’s thoughts, because he really was different now, with too many things to handle.
Like…
“This work is indeed a lot.”
After setting up his bed and moving a sofa, Chi Ye stood with hands on hips, feeling this show needed someone, someone to create miracles with brute force.
“Not bad, young man, moving more is good.”
Yang Zi lay on the bed like a big lord, fiddling with his own Heavenly Bead: “Really, when I was your age, that was…”
“Can you stop pretending with me all the time, I’ll only do my own, you handle yours.”
Chi Ye coldly interrupted him.
Yang Zi smiled: “Sigh, you’re underestimating me… no need, Xiao Wang’s been helping me.”
Chi Ye glanced over, sure enough seeing Wang Chuxing helping Yang Zi with luggage.
Noticing Chi Ye’s gaze, Wang Chuxing’s heart skipped, he quickly set down the suitcase, stammering: “Chi Ge… I wanted to help you, but you seemed not to need me… I…”
“It’s fine.”
Chi Ye reassured: “Not too late now.”
Wang Chuxing: “…”
“Haha, you’re such a dog.”
Yang Zi laughed.
Chi Ye waved at Wang Chuxing: “Joking, keep busy, I’m making a phone call.”
He ignored Yang Zi, walked to the balcony, and dialed a number.
Picked up instantly.
“Hello?”
“Mm.”
“Move your schedule around recently, I have a show here, come over.”
“…”
“What? Unwilling?”
“…No.”
“Then come.”
“Oh.”
Hearing this familiar robotic response, Chi Ye was a bit dissatisfied: “Teacher Shi, can’t you be a bit more positive and enthusiastic to the boss? What am I doing this for? For myself? It’s all for your career development.”
“I know.”
“Then knowing that, you should reply more enthusiastically.”
“…” On the other end, Shi Daifu was silent for a moment, adjusted several times, but couldn’t muster a cheerful tone, not that she didn’t want to go, but her personality made it hard to suddenly be lively in front of “outsiders”—especially with Chi Ye.
Every time with Chi Ye, she didn’t know what to say, every extra word needed great courage.
“When coming, remember to bring more food… and your boxing gloves, protect me if accident, and make a few people for me.”
“…”
Chi Ye dissatisfied: “Why silent again?”
Shi Daifu asked seriously: “…Did someone bully you?”
Hearing this, Chi Ye inwardly cursed himself for having a cheap mouth, shouldn’t joke with Shi Daifu.
Also, Teacher Shi, how are you so dense?
Look for the reason yourself!
They said a few more words, mostly Chi Ye talking, Shi Daifu “mm”-ing, then hung up.
“Calling Jin Xia?”
Phone just hung, Yang Zi sidled up like an old eunuch: “How far have you two progressed? When going public?”
Chi Ye glanced at him: “You seem expectant?”
“Not really, mainly I count as your witness, gotta give a big gift then.”
“Then prepare well.”
Chi Ye said straightforwardly: “If not big enough, I won’t accept.”
Yang Zi: “…First time hearing someone so blunt.”
“You said it yourself, I didn’t force the gift.”
Yang Zi inwardly cursed Chi Ye for being shameless, paused, was about to continue.
——”Ah, ah, someone come, there’s a cockroach in the room, someone come!”
At that moment, Aunt Mao’s panicked voice came from the living room: “Yang Zi locked my room door! Murder, open the door quick!”
Chi Ye startled, looking at Yang Zi in front: “You know shadow clone?!”
