The beautiful, mentally stable state of ignoring everyone else’s life and death.
“I @%!”
At the same time, Tang Liu, who was watching the livestream at home and preparing to virtually adopt the little one, instantly realized the problem and cursed loudly with a national-grade swear word.
Tang Liu shot up from the sofa. The meticulously applied face mask she was wearing formed grotesque wrinkles as her muscles tightened, making her face look even more grim. Her lovely, affectionate eyes were now ablaze with fury, like a storm brewing. “That fucking scumbag Zhao Tongyan… he actually dared to do this.”
Tang Liu and Zhao Tongyan had gotten along quite well in the past. This variety show was something Zhao had actively invited her to join. Back then, his posture had been as sycophantic as possible, patting his chest and guaranteeing that the show would be a breeze with plenty of selling points. That was the only reason she had considered letting Min Zhuozhou take the little one to experience it…
Who would have thought that this idiot had recently hooked up with a capital line? He had instantly transformed into an arrogant, untouchable slave owner, repeatedly using Min Zhuozhou as a catalyst for the show’s popularity.
This was the last straw. Whether as Min Zhuozhou’s manager or his friend, Tang Liu couldn’t bear to let him suffer such an injustice. She immediately whipped out her phone, urgently contacting the company to prepare a PR response while sternly informing the variety show’s producers that they needed to meet in person to discuss this matter. At the same time, she kept a worried eye on the live stream, terrified that Min Zhuozhou might be affected by the fallout.
But Min Zhuozhou was far from it. He remained the calmest person in the room, knowing full well that if he let the comments get to him now, he would be playing right into their hands.
So, amidst the variety show’s dreamy, childlike, and vibrant lighting, Min Zhuozhou slowly relaxed every line of his body. Despite the overwhelming wave of malicious comments, he actually seemed to glow with an even more radiant aura, his every gesture exuding a natural nobility.
“Hello everyone, I’m Min Zhuozhou. This little one beside me is my kiddo, Huahua. As for why I joined this show, ”
Min Zhuozhou glanced at Min Hua sitting beside him, then suddenly reached out and pulled the little one into his arms. He looked into the camera with an expression of utmost sincerity and innocence. “No other reason, really. I just wanted to show off the fact that I have a universe-class, peerless little cutie at home.”
Though young, Min Hua could read. He had seen the superchat messages deliberately flooding the screen. He couldn’t understand them, yet he stared at the malicious words with an instinctive, nervous tension. Only when Min Zhuozhou mentioned him did Min Hua look up, his face etched with worry. He met his Little Uncle’s gaze as the man smiled and winked at him, his eyes overflowing with a warmth as gentle as a soothing bath.
It was as if a small, fragile boat, trembling and on the verge of sinking, had suddenly found a steady and warm shore. The child’s body, which had been taut with tension, finally relaxed a little.
Min Hua reached out a small hand to grasp his Little Uncle’s. With polite poise, he followed his lead and looked into the camera, introducing himself with quiet dignity: “Hello everyone, my name is Min Hua. I’m very happy to meet you all… and the little animals.”
The child’s voice was milky and sweet, yet laced with obvious nervousness. The bullet comments fell silent for a brief moment before erupting in a fierce backlash, gradually pushing the swarms of hateful comments into the corners:
Ahhh, I see an angel! Baby, come to Big Sister, no, come into Mommy’s arms!!!
What a beautiful, good baby! I want to give him a thousand kisses! I’d sprint a hundred meters just to hold this cute little thing!
I suddenly remembered I came to this baby variety show to see fragrant, soft babies! Can the ones stirring up trouble just get the hell out of here? Get the hell out! Get the hell out!
To be fair, Min Zhuozhou is so emotionally stable. He must have seen those comments, but not only did he completely ignore them, but he also comforted the baby beside him. Haters, please leave quietly. Thank you.
LMAO, Min Zhuozhou is a completely different person in front of the kid! Give me back the Number One Proud Rose of the Entertainment Industry!! Who is this annoying guy showing off his kid?? Off-topic: I’m being sniped by Min Zhuozhou’s beauty again.
+1 to being sniped by Min Zhuozhou’s beauty again.
+10086 to being sniped by Min Zhuozhou’s beauty again.
After a collective moment of delayed reaction, the comment moderators finally sprang into action. They swiftly deleted the most extreme comments targeting the plagiarism scandal and blacklisted the main instigators, restoring a semblance of order to the comment section. However, they knew that after the show aired, the trending topics about Min Zhuozhou would be inevitable.
The recording was still underway. The “Zoo Acting Director” hosting the show was about to cue the next segment according to the script when he looked up and saw the LED bullet-chat screen, which had only just calmed down, explode again. This time, it was an explosion in the most literal sense.
“Fireworks,” the highest-tier gift, burst open one after another across the screen. The dazzling gift effects aggressively claimed every inch of the display, their brilliant colors scattering like rainbow rain. Through the internet cables, they orchestrated a grand, virtual roar of a crowd.
What the f,! Who the hell is this now?
Tang Liu had just calmed her furious mood and smoothed down the trembling face mask clinging to her skin. She had barely settled back onto the sofa for a few seconds before being jolted upright by the blindingly bright gift effects. The ill-fated mask finally parted ways with her face, dangling pitifully from her nightgown before she ripped it off and tossed it into the trash.
The rest of the viewers in the livestream room fell into a collective silence. They watched as a user with an overseas IP, “Xiao Qi,” spent a fortune on dozens of “Fireworks” to clear the screen, instantly becoming the top donor of the entire stream. Then, without a word, he vanished into the night, leaving his name and fame behind.
Before leaving, he left a single message pinned to the screen, its lingering impact as chilling as the severed heads of enemy soldiers swaying in the wind atop an ancient city wall: “Which rhythm-dog crawled out of which uncovered manhole this time, you fucking little shit?”
Tang Liu: “…”
The other guests and staff: “…”
The clueless bystanders eating melons: “…”
The host, the Acting Zoo Director, who was about to be fired for failing to control the scene: “…”
At this moment, perhaps only the adorable and innocent little guests were in the best spirits. Luo Mingyan, that little darling, clapped her hands and pointed at the screen, exclaiming, “Fireworks! Fireworks! Little Uncle, what beautiful fireworks!”
Gu Chou kept his smile as he stroked Mingyan’s little braid. After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: “As long as you like them, baby.”
Xiao Qi…
Min Zhuozhou’s eyebrows arched slightly. For a moment, he didn’t know how to feel. He could only say that this whole incident was perfectly in line with Xiao Qi’s status as someone with so much money he could literally burn it for fun. This beautiful state of mind, completely indifferent to the fate of others, was also uniquely characteristic of him.
Tang Liu had mentioned on the phone a few days ago that Xiao Qi was returning to the country soon. He hadn’t paid much attention to it at the time, but now, he couldn’t afford to ignore it.
By now, people in the bullet chat had already started digging into the true identity of this “misanthropic money-spreader.” The show had been interrupted by this little interlude for a moment, and the “Director” responsible for hosting rushed to salvage the situation:
“Thank you all for your love and… suggestions for the show. However, we don’t encourage everyone to send gifts. Our Children’s Hearts Towards the Distance family still hopes to bring you joy above all else!”
The celebrity guests immediately chimed in, managing to steer the atmosphere back to normal. Meanwhile, a massive wave of curious netizens, drawn in by the live stream’s ranking and trending topics, flooded into the stream, propelling the show’s popularity to new heights.
After brief greetings, the Acting Zoo Director divided the six pairs of guests into three groups based on a lottery, assigning them to different animal pavilions to complete distinct tasks.
Under the Acting Zoo Director’s guidance, the children drew their task cards together. Upon returning to his seat, Min Hua opened the small card he had drawn. It featured a cartoon illustration of a pair of gibbons, and the text read: “Primate Pavilion – Science Exhibit Challenge.”
“A monkey… Brother Painter’s animal is different from mine…”
After reading her own task card, Yanyan lifted her delicate little dress and hopped down from her seat. She ran over to see Min Hua’s card, and upon seeing that their animals were different, she pouted in disappointment. Then, she looked expectantly at the other children, asking sweetly, “Did anyone else draw a monkey? I can trade my kitty for it.”
“I drew a monkey. Specifically, it’s a Western White-browed Gibbon.”
Another little girl looked up at the sound of the voice. Unlike Luo Mingyan’s bright, innocent beauty, this girl wasn’t conventionally pretty but had a striking presence. Her neat, straight-cut bangs framed a pale, clean, and slender face. Beneath thick lashes, her eyes held a certain aloofness.
Yanyan turned to look, her cherry-red lips trembling slightly as if she were a bit afraid of her. “Sister A’jin… could you trade with me?”
“No. I really like making science exhibition boards,” the girl named A’jin refused without hesitation.
Everyone’s attention was now fixed on the two children. Min Zhuozhou watched thoughtfully, already having a vague recollection of this distinctive little girl.
Her full name was Chen Jinmo. The guest who had brought her to participate in the show was Chen Yan. According to Fu Zhen, a senior researcher and Chen Yan’s only contact in the scientific community, Chen Yan was a renowned top-tier talent in the field of biology. His younger sister, Jinmo, though only six years old, had already displayed an extraordinary level of intelligence far beyond that of an average child.
Genius on the left, madman on the right. While A’jin displayed extreme talent in a certain field, she was also destined to be an outcast among her peers.
Chen Yan worried that his sister’s premature “awakening” would make her too reclusive and lead to a series of personality and behavioral problems. That was why he had turned down a well-funded and promising high-level project to personally bring the child along to experience life.
Min Zhuozhou knew some of the inside story, but the vast number of netizens who had just met the children were not very aware of it. In an instant, another wave of discussion erupted in the bullet chat:
Is it just my imagination, or did I feel from the first moment I saw A’jin that she has an irresistible queenly aura? So cool!
But her refusal is so blunt; she seems to have a bit of a temper. Our little princess Yanyan’s eyes seem to be turning red; I want to pull her into my arms and comfort her!!
I feel Yanyan shouldn’t have asked to swap cards; the child who was originally in her group must feel wronged now.
I think that A’jin is a bit pretentious… would there really be such a little girl who can make a science popularization display board?
The one above, you heard her accurately say the name of the gibbon just now; she’s actually quite impressive
A’jin was a girl with a strong sense of self. As the top-scoring little guest among the children in terms of literacy and comprehension, she could read the scrolling comments on the LED screen perfectly while choosing to ignore the arguments, both supportive and critical, unfolding there.
She stared at Yanyan, who looked utterly miserable after being rejected, for a moment. Then, she gently placed her hand on Yanyan’s shoulder. Just as everyone, both inside and outside the screen, expected her to comfort the poor little girl, A’jin calmly pointed out:
“Also, the animal on the card you’re holding isn’t called a kitty. It’s a canid, called a raccoon dog.”