Jiang Yanzhou looked at his sister, who appeared calm on the surface but was actually quite mischievous. The anger in his chest rose and fell, but in the end, he gave in. Resigned to his fate, he roughly rearranged the shopping bags and hung them all over himself, looking like a walking shelf. He lowered his head and muttered gruffly, “…Let’s go back.”
The audience in the live stream were laughing hysterically:
**Hahaha! He finally surrendered!**
**I declare Jiang Yanzhou completely defeated! His sister has him totally wrapped around her finger!**
**In the face of absolute trickery, all stubbornness is futile.**
Satisfied, Jiang Zhiwu gave a soft “Mmm,” the smile in her eyes almost spilling over. “Let me carry some for you.”
Watching the boy’s back as he walked forward with a dark face, exerting effort with heavy footsteps but remaining steady, the heavy worry in her heart finally lifted slightly.
They walked back together, and the atmosphere was no longer as cold and stagnant as before. Jiang Yanzhou took large strides, but he would stop every now and then to wait for his sister. The supermarket wasn’t far from the villa, and soon they could see the building where the show was being filmed.
As soon as they put down their things at the entrance, Jiang Zhiwu’s phone buzzed.
She swiped the screen to see a WeChat message from Director Zhang Ping.
**Director Zhang**: Teacher Wu, I’ve looked at the supplementary details and pattern analyses you sent! They exceeded my expectations! Are you free right now? I’m afraid I can’t explain everything clearly online. May I bring the printed materials over so we can discuss them in person?
Jiang Zhiwu checked the time, then glanced at her brother beside her, who was organizing the bags, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead but looking much more relaxed. She pondered for a moment.
Putting away the groceries wasn’t urgent, and since the director had gone out of his way to bring the materials over, it showed how much he cared about the details. His professionalism deserved her cooperation.
She replied: You are too polite, Director. I am still outside. Would it be convenient for you to bring them to the pavilion in the central park near Houshui Street?
**Director Zhang**: Perfect! I’m nearby handling some matters, I’ll be right there!
Jiang Zhiwu put down her phone and said to Jiang Yanzhou, who was sorting the supplies, “Yanzhou, help me bring these bags of rice and oil inside first. I’m going to the small park nearby to pick up something from a business partner. I’ll be right back.”
Having just been “defeated,” Jiang Yanzhou had no objections and nodded readily.
Not long after, Zhang Ping arrived at the park.
He was completely focused on the movie production and didn’t follow variety shows, so he had no idea that Jiang Zhiwu was actually a guest on *Open the Door, It’s You*. He simply thought she was a low-profile, talented artist.
From a distance, Jiang Zhiwu spotted the director’s distinctive receding hairline. She stood up and waved with a smile.
Zhang Ping walked over quickly, holding a folder in his hand, his face beaming with enthusiasm. “Teacher Wu, sorry to keep you waiting. Please take a look at these documents, and let’s discuss anything you’re not sure about.”
Jiang Zhiwu took the folder politely. “Thank you for making the trip, Director.” After a brief exchange, Zhang Ping took his leave.
Meanwhile, sharp-eyed viewers caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhiwu and a middle-aged man in the corner of the wide-angle camera feed.
**OMG, that bald spot looks so familiar… Isn’t that Director Zhang Ping?**
**??? I knew it! Jiang Zhiwu is definitely using her influence to interfere with the script. All those rumors must be true.**
**She’s a CEO, why doesn’t she just run her company properly instead of meddling in the entertainment industry? And they say Jiang Yanzhou isn’t being promoted by family money.**
**The person above is jumping to conclusions again. Maybe she’s just discussing business?**
**What kind of business needs to be done so secretly, meeting in a park pavilion while filming a show? Tsk tsk.**
Soon, the comments took a nasty turn, and the barrage became increasingly unpleasant:
**Think about it, a young female CEO who’s also that beautiful. To get to that position dealing with all those old men, besides being capable, don’t you think she must have taken some shortcuts?**
**No wonder she’s sitting in that position at such a young age. Looks like she made a lot of “sacrifices”!**
These disgusting remarks not only enraged Jiang Yanzhou’s fans but also prompted many neutral viewers to fight back:
**Some people really need to stop fantasizing! Stop talking about shortcuts and show some respect! If your own mind is dirty, everything you see looks dirty!**
**Exactly! You’re just jealous! Jealous that she’s successful, young, beautiful, and talented! Making sexual accusations just like that, aren’t you ashamed?**
**I’m reporting everyone who spreads these rumors and false accusations.**
The haters, angered by the backlash, fired back:
**Keep defending her! It’s obvious she’s trying to interfere with the script. The only way to explain her meeting Director Zhang privately multiple times is if there’s a reveal like “Jiang Zhiwu is actually the concept artist announced for *Mist Enshrouded Mountain City*”. But do you really think that’s possible? Hahaha!**
The guests were all busy filming and naturally unaware of the growing negativity online.
The groceries from the supermarket were carried into the common area of the villa. Although Jiang Yanzhou still looked a bit stern, he worked efficiently. Together with Li Bo and Jiang Ting, they quickly sorted and stacked all the items.
When Jiang Zhiwu returned from the park pavilion, she saw Lele circling around the snacks they had just brought in, looking absolutely delighted.
“Sister Jiang, you’re back!” Li Lele greeted her cheerfully.
“Mm.” Jiang Zhiwu glanced at the staff bustling around. “What is all this…”
The crew was busy setting up props. Colorful balloons were tied to the sofa armrests, and a cartoon banner reading “Tacit Understanding Challenge” was hung on the wall, instantly transforming the cozy living room into a game show set.
“Perfect timing, everyone is here,” the production assistant said with a smile, handing over mission cards. “Next, we will be testing your teamwork and chemistry with a game of ‘Charades’.”
Li Bo wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking confident. “This is going to be a piece of cake! Lele and I are twins, we have telepathy!”
Li Lele struck a “power” pose to show she wasn’t worried at all.
The crew explained the rules: Each team has ten words, 45 seconds per word. The categories are common objects or idioms.
After a brief discussion, they decided that the Li siblings, who were the most excited, should go first to set an example and give the others time to prepare.
Li Bo cracked his knuckles, full of confidence, and pulled his sister to the designated area.
The first word was: **Washing Machine**.
Li Bo immediately started vigorously shaking his arms as if turning a drum, his face scrunched up in effort, turning bright red.
Li Lele tilted her head and thought for two seconds, then shouted confidently: **Taking a dump!**
**Pfft–** The director watching from the side burst out laughing.
Li Bo jumped up in panic. “No! Not taking a dump! Three words!” He spun around frantically on the spot.
Li Lele asked, “Three words? Then is it… pooping?”
“AHHHH! It’s a WASHING MACHINE!” Li Bo looked like he was about to lose his mind.
**OMG “pooping”! Li Lele’s brain is hilarious!**
**Mainly because Li Bo actually looked like he was constipated lol.**
It only got funnier from there.
Word: **Airplane**
Li Bo stretched his arms wide and pretended to fly.
Li Lele: **Hen?**
Word: **Skydiving**
Li Bo jumped up and then made a slow descending motion.
Li Lele: **Having a seizure?**
Word: **Sun Wukong**
Li Bo scratched his cheeks and ears, then struck a pose standing on one leg.
Li Lele: **Forest primitive man.**
Word: **Doing exercises**
Li Bo tried to mimic radio calisthenics.
Li Lele: **Elderly rehabilitation!**
Every wrong guess sent the live chat into another fit of laughter.
As time went by, Li Bo was covered in sweat. His expression went from confident to completely defeated, and finally, he squatted on the floor holding his head.
In the end, their score was abysmal. Out of ten words, they only got simple, static objects right like **Basketball** and **Chair**.
“Li Lele, are you an idiot?” Li Bo said as they walked off stage, looking drained. “Why did you have to think about poop for the first question?”
“Why don’t you reflect on your own acting skills?” Li Lele shot back.
“It’s clear because your brain is only filled with toilet humor.”
Watching the Li siblings bicker, Huang Zhihe had an idea.
Although they failed miserably, the viewership had skyrocketed, and the comments were filled with laughter. It was great for exposure.
Just as everyone was discussing who should go next, Huang Zhihe raised her hand主动. “Might as well get it over with. Jiang Ting and I will go next.”
She turned to look at Jiang Zhiwu for approval. “Is that okay, Sister Jiang?”
Jiang Yanzhou gave a cold nod. “Go if you want, nobody’s stopping you.”
Huang Zhihe’s forced smile faltered for a second, but she quickly composed herself and pulled Jiang Ting to the stage.
She didn’t want to make a fool of herself like Li Bo, waving her arms around wildly. So she said, “Jiang Ting, why don’t you do the acting? I’m not very good at gestures.”
Jiang Ting was half a head taller than her. He looked down at her, making Huang Zhihe feel inexplicably nervous.
“What’s wrong?” she asked cautiously. “Do you have a different opinion? Or would you rather I act it out?” She quickly offered, trying to look generous.
“…No.” Jiang Ting looked away, his voice flat.
The crew signaled the start of the timer.
Huang Zhihe turned her back to the board quickly, smoothing her hair to make sure she looked her best on camera.
Jiang Ting got the first word: **Soaring Eagle Spreads Its Wings**.
Without hesitation, he stretched his arms wide, stood slightly on tiptoe, and assumed a powerful, graceful pose, truly looking like a giant bird about to take flight. He even stood on one leg briefly to mimic the bird’s stance. The movements were crisp and vivid.
“Bird?” Huang Zhihe racked her brain.
“It’s an idiom,” Jiang Ting prompted.
Huang Zhihe froze. Perhaps due to nervousness, her lips moved but no words came out. She couldn’t think of a single idiom related to birds.
“Time’s up!” the assistant called out, stopping the stopwatch.
Jiang Ting lowered his arms and stepped aside expressionlessly. Huang Zhihe looked embarrassed but forced a smile. “That one was too hard! Let’s skip to the next one.”
The second word was the idiom: **Bring the Dragon to Life by Dotting Its Eyes**.
Coincidentally, there was a painting of a flying dragon hanging on the wall behind them. Jiang Ting mimicked holding a brush and gently dotted the eyes of an imaginary dragon.
This was extremely easy. Even many viewers guessed it immediately:
**Bring the Dragon to Life! My primary school son knows this one.**
**Hahaha, the gestures are so clear!**
Huang Zhihe bit her lip, racking her brain desperately. “Ah! It’s… it’s that one… paint a dragon… and then draw an eye? What is it called again?”
Jiang Ting: “…”
He took a deep breath and did it again.
This time, he deliberately traced the shape of a dragon first, then emphatically dotted the eyes with his finger.
Huang Zhihe: “…” She drew a complete blank.
What on earth was that idiom called? She looked at Jiang Ting in panic.
Jiang Ting shook his head almost imperceptibly and raised his hand to signal to skip.
The tone of the comments began to shift:
??? She doesn’t know this? Isn’t this an idiom every elementary schooler knows?
I’m speechless. Jiang Ting acted it out so clearly, is Huang Zhihe sleepwalking?
Did she really not study… I remember rumors said her grades were terrible, she dropped out of middle school because she couldn’t keep up…
Are the haters here again? Is it so strange not to guess it right? Stop bashing for no reason!
To the people above, this isn’t about guessing right or wrong, this is just a lack of basic common sense, isn’t it?
Soon, their time was up.
“Time’s up!” the assistant called out again. “Team Huang Zhihe and Jiang Ting, zero correct answers out of ten.”
Feeling humiliated, Huang Zhihe forced a lighthearted laugh. “Oh wow, I’m really unlucky today! Why did I get all the idiom questions? I got so nervous I forgot everything.”
Jiang Ting stated matter-of-factly, “But these idioms are all pretty simple.”
Hahaha the boy is literally speaking the truth!
Huang Zhihe: Where is the台阶 I carefully prepared? Why did you just demolish it?
Unfair! How come Li Bo and the others got easy words like ‘washing machine’ and ‘basketball’? But Zhihe got idioms? The crew is targeting her on purpose!
It’s definitely rigged! The Jiang siblings must be behind this, making her look foolish on purpose to distract everyone and cover up the fact that they are using their power to manipulate the casting of *Mist Enshrouded Mountain City*!
Jiang Yanzhou’s fans, who were happily watching the show just moments ago: ???
Are you insane?
Suddenly dragged into this, the fans rolled up their sleeves and fought back:
Suggest some fans not be so ridiculous. Your idol can’t answer basic idioms, so you blame everything under the sun, and now you’re bringing up ‘capital influence’? Sounds like paranoia to me.
Did you not see when Li Bo drew lots? It was randomly selected by the machine!
LMAO, The Story Of How I Failed Elementary Idioms And Blamed It On Capitalism To Distract Attention.
Finally, it was the last group’s turn. Jiang Zhiwu and Jiang Yanzhou were pushed to the front.
Jiang Yanzhou glanced at his sister. With how smart she was, guessing words would be a piece of cake.
Besides, they were biological siblings, their tacit understanding was off the charts.
“Sis, you guess the words.” Jiang Yanzhou’s voice held a hint of unspoken confidence as he cracked his knuckles. “I’ll act them out.”
Jiang Zhiwu raised an eyebrow at him, then turned her back to the screen.
The assistant held up the card, and the timer started!
The first word appeared: **PRINTER**
Jiang Yanzhou thought for a moment, then stood firmly, leaning slightly forward. He waved both hands like seaweed swaying in the waves, making whirring sounds: “Whirrr—click! Whirrr—click!”
In his mind, his performance was precise and full of industrial beauty.
Looking at her brother suddenly acting like he was having a spasm, Jiang Zhiwu’s lips twitched. She ventured tentatively, “Dancing?” Sorry, but his performance was just too abstract.
Jiang Yanzhou froze, eyes wide in disbelief. A printer! A literal printer! What does that have to do with dancing?!
He quickly made an ‘X’ sign and started shaking even more vigorously.
The comments were full of question marks:
??? Can someone tell me what he’s doing
Looks like some kind of performance art…
“Time’s up!” the assistant called out mercilessly.
Jiang Yanzhou stopped abruptly and huffed, “Jiang Zhiwu! I was acting as a printer spitting out paper!”
Everyone: “…” Sure, a printer spitting paper, it would be a ghost if anyone could guess that.
Second word: **BEE**
Jiang Yanzhou learned his lesson. Realizing ordinary people couldn’t appreciate his god-tier acting skills, he picked up a small whiteboard provided by the crew. He drew a rectangle, then covered the entire thing in thick black ink.
Jiang Zhiwu stared for a moment. “…Picasso.”
When the time for the second question ran out too, Jiang Yanzhou’s handsome face was a mix of frustration, unwillingness, and a hint of confusion and hurt like ‘why do we have zero chemistry’.
“Can’t you tell? I drew a little bee!”
Viewers: “?”
If it’s a bee just draw a bee! Why draw a rectangle?!
Jiang Yanzhou argued confidently, “It’s the microphone teachers clip on their belts! The one called ‘Little Bee’!”
Huang Zhihe wore a sympathetic smile and suddenly interjected, “Yanzhou was doing it for the show effect on purpose, right? So cute.”
She thought Jiang Yanzhou was copying the funny style of Li Bo and Li Lele, deliberately making exaggerated and silly gestures.
The audience loved this kind of interesting interaction. These siblings really knew how to play the variety show game well.
Jiang Yanzhou was already upset about not having chemistry with his sister. Hearing Huang Zhihe’s vaguely patronizing words, he retorted bluntly, “I don’t have as many thoughts as you do.”
Public figures rarely spoke so directly. The comments immediately started debating over this line:
Isn’t that tone a bit too harsh? Huang Zhihe didn’t say anything wrong, did she?
Didn’t say anything wrong? That was so obviously passive-aggressive! Pretending to praise but actually insinuating he was faking it. It’s normal for him to be annoyed!
Proof that Jiang Yanzhou has low EQ. They’re filming a show, he couldn’t even give the female guest any face. (roll eyes)
Heh, why would a ‘resource celebrity’ need EQ? He can walk all over the industry just because of his sister.
Exactly! The matter of Jiang Zhiwu secretly contacting Director Zhang Ping hasn’t been cleared up yet! They both have skeletons in their closet, how dare they criticize Zhihe?
Jiang Zhiwu didn’t even spare Huang Zhihe a glance, as if she had just made some meaningless noise. She walked straight past the assistant to the whiteboard Jiang Yanzhou had been using. Pointing a finger at her brother, she said concisely and powerfully:
“Next question. I’ll draw.”
Jiang Yanzhou was stunned. “Sis?”
“Trust me.” Jiang Zhiwu took the board and marker, twirling the pen effortlessly between her fingers. She turned to the assistant, “Can we start the timer again?”
Overwhelmed by the sudden change in aura, the assistant nodded frantically. “Y-Yes!”
The new word lit up: **TSUNAMI**
Jiang Zhiwu started drawing immediately, her pen moving swiftly across the board.
On the left side, she quickly outlined a massive curling wave, towering like a mountain, exuding an overwhelming sense of pressure. She added delicate lines for white foam at the crest.
On the right side, she drew silhouettes of buildings looking tiny and fragile in comparison, their lines distorted to convey the impact and destruction.
The moment she finished the last stroke, she turned the board towards Jiang Yanzhou.
The whole process took less than five seconds.
Jiang Yanzhou blurted out immediately, “Tsunami!”
“Correct!” the assistant announced excitedly.
Huang Zhihe froze, looking at the board in Jiang Zhiwu’s hand with a complicated expression.
Next word: **GILDING THE LILY (Literal: Draw a snake and add feet)**
Jiang Zhiwu was even faster this time. She drew a winding snake, its body smooth, tongue flicking, looking incredibly lifelike. Then, right at the end of its tail, she deliberately added four short, clumsy claws. The drawing instantly became absurd and comical.
Looking at those ridiculous extra feet, Jiang Yanzhou’s lips twitched. Without even thinking, he said, “Draw a snake and add feet.”
“Correct!”
In just tens of seconds, Jiang Zhiwu used minimal lines to capture the essence of every word perfectly. There was no unnecessary detail, yet anyone looking at it understood immediately.
Jiang Yanzhou simply read the pictures, answering without the slightest hesitation, hitting the correct answer every single time.
Soon, all the questions were done.
The director announced, “Team Jiang Zhiwu and Jiang Yanzhou, 8 correct answers within the time limit! Congratulations on winning the Tacit Understanding Challenge!”
Li Bo gave a thumbs up openly. “Sister Jiang, your drawing is amazing!”
Jiang Yanzhou was still a bit down from his earlier failures, but hearing Li Bo praise his sister, he immediately puffed out his chest like a satisfied little beast, chin raised slightly. “Of course! My sister studied art professionally for years. She’s good at sketching, watercolor, everything.”
The comments were already flooded with exclamations:
Sister Jiang’s skills are insane! Were her hands kissed by an angel?
The line work and expression are incredible! I would believe it if someone told her she is the concept artist for *Mist Enshrouded Mountain City*!
Amidst all the praise, some discordant comments popped up like flies:
Being able to doodle a bit is completely different from being able to design costumes and visuals for a major movie! Stop whitewashing!
Hmph, it’s just childish stick figures, is that worth bragging about? Anyone can learn this level at an art class.
After the challenge ended, the crew happily posted the highlight reel on their official Weibo, featuring Li siblings’ ‘pooping’ moment and Jiang Zhiwu’s stunning sketching skills. The other guests also cooperated by reposting and interacting on their social media.
Jiang Zhiwu didn’t think much of it. She opened the Weibo app, found the official post, tapped repost, tagged Jiang Yanzhou, and added a simple emoji.
Having done that, she tossed her phone onto the sofa corner, completely unaware that her casual repost had blown up the internet.
There, on the latest update of the recently popular artist ‘Wu_Wu’, it clearly showed: “Reposted @OpenTheDoorOfficial @JiangYanzhou: Today’s challenge was quite difficult~ [emoji]”
Fans were completely confused:
??? Madam what’s wrong? Did your account get hacked???
Master Wu actually watches variety shows! Oh my god the wall between worlds is broken! And it’s *Open The Door*! Coincidentally it’s trending today!
Ssssh, I’m watching the live stream right now… Doesn’t this timing feel a little bit suspicious…
Me too… I have a huge theory… But it’s so huge I don’t dare say it out loud…
Meanwhile, Jiang Yanzhou was holding his phone, scrolling through the hashtag #OpenTheDoor, muttering, “Sis, why didn’t you interact with me when you reposted?”
Jiang Zhiwu looked confused. “I did interact with you.”
“Where?” Jiang Yanzhou refused to accept it, showing her the phone. “Look, you didn’t even repost the official account.”
“No, I definitely reposted it just now.” Jiang Zhiwu was puzzled. She bent down to pick up her phone from the sofa. “Did it not send?” She unlocked the screen and opened the app to check.
As they were talking, Li Lele suddenly let out a loud “Ah!” Her eyes went wide as saucers, frantically tapping on her screen, murmuring, “This can’t be right… The timing is really too much of a coincidence…”
She was an old fan of the artist ‘Wu_Wu’. She used to use an alt account to urge the artist to update all the time. Seeing the artist suddenly repost a variety show promo, she was stunned—
How could someone so mysterious and low-profile suddenly be watching a variety show?
What confused her even more was that the time of the repost matched exactly when Sister Jiang put down her phone.
A strange premonition shot straight to her head.
“Sister Jiang!” Li Lele held up her tablet, her voice trembling slightly as she moved closer. Her eyes were shining intensely. “Did you just post a Weibo moment ago?”
“Hmm? Yeah, reposted the show’s promo, but it seems like it didn’t go through.” Jiang Zhiwu said blankly.
“Are you sure… you used your main account?” Li Lele asked cautiously.
Jiang Zhiwu was startled. She instinctively picked up her phone again.
She usually had two accounts she used often. One was her public account for show promotions, and the other was ‘Wu_Wu’ where she casually posted her drawings.
She must have been in a rush and didn’t check carefully… Could it be…
She opened her profile page. When she saw the username ‘Wu_Wu’ displayed at the top, she fell silent. She really had used the wrong account.
Seeing her expression, Li Lele’s heart raced. She probed further, “Sis, what’s the name of the account you posted with…?”
Jiang Zhiwu didn’t see any reason to hide it. She turned the screen towards Li Lele. “Just this one, a small account I use casually.”
“Wu… Wu?!” Li Lele’s voice shot up an octave. Her phone clattered onto the sofa. “Yo-you… You are Master ‘Wu_Wu’?!”
All netizens: ……
Jiang Zhiwu, just how many more surprises do you have up your sleeve?!