The paparazzi were also dumbfounded. They asked the heavens what was the point of their existence with tears in their eyes. Where would they put their dignity? They did not know anything, but the other party had already disclosed their own private matters!
After the self-disclosure, they disappeared irresponsibly. Even if the paparazzi wanted to find and stalk them, they had to have the ability. As long as the big shots did not want to, let alone humans, even a fly could not get close.
Therefore, over the past few days, the onlookers and paparazzi had been waiting anxiously for the people involved to appear. They should at least give them more information!
Ling Sheng did not answer but asked in a low voice, âSpeaking of which, you and Brother Chen arenât children anymore. Whatâs going on?â
They kept being at loggerheads with each other. Just as they had reconciled, they fell out again! What in the world were they trying to do!?
âSister Sheng Sheng, Iâm asking you a question. Can you not mention him to me? I have nothing to do with him now.â When Cheng Ye mentioned Ji Fanchen, his expression changed.
âWhat exactly happened? How did he offend you? Tell us so we can help you vent your anger too, right?â Ling Sheng lowered her voice even more.
The two of them were grown men. No, at most, Little Ye was a little grown man. However, Brother Chen was not young anymore! They quarreled every two to three days, even more frequently than a couple in love.
She had been with the Third Master for a long time, but the two of them had never argued or gotten angry with each other over anything before, let alone non-speaking terms.
Besides, Little Ye was a child who was very childish. She had heard from Sister Yu that they would delete each otherâs WeChat accounts and blacklist each other, including their phone numbers! Werenât they childish or not!
âOur Little Ye likes Sister Sheng Sheng,â Mrs. Cheng smiled lovingly. âYou donât know this, but he wasnât this lively in the past. Heâs young but overthinks a lot. His father and I donât understand, and we canât help him in any way either. We can only support him silently behind his back. However, ever since he filmed the show with Sheng Sheng and the others, heâs become more cheerful. Weâre happy from the bottom of our heart, so his father and I have always wanted to treat them to a meal to thank them.â
Nangong Lengyu thought so too. She had always wanted to treat the children in the Eight Immortals to a meal to get to know one another. The duo discussed and decided to have a meal together.
âSheng Sheng, Iâve discussed this with Auntie Cheng. Iâll treat the Eight Immortals to a meal in the next few days.â After Nangong Lengyu said that, she didnât get any reaction from Ling Sheng. The latter just stared at her phone. So, she called out again, âSheng Sheng?â
Upon hearing her voice, Ling Sheng raised her head abruptly. âMom, what did you just say?â
Nangong Lengyu frowned. âWhatâs wrong?â
âNothing.â Ling Sheng shook her head. Upon hearing her repeat herself, she said, âIâll find them to confirm the time. Thereâs no guarantee that theyâll all be able to get together. If itâs a meal, we should have been a few days earlier. Theyâre already started working by now.â
She had just received a notification that during Brother Chenâs filming of the television drama âFate of the Starâ, the high-tension wire had suddenly broken and he was hospitalized with serious injuries!
Ever since âEveryoneâs Magical Power Emergenceâ, Ji Fanchenâs popularity had not been that high. He was considered one of the lowest-ranked people among them in terms of popularity. He had not even gotten on the trending searches.
She had only been sent this piece of news because she had specially followed him. She did not know if she should show it to Cheng Ye. After hesitating for a while, she saw that the group chat for âEight Immortalsâ had already exploded.
âOkay, then. You should ask them.â Nangong Lengyu could clearly sense that she was a little distracted. She did not know what she had seen.
Cheng Ye also realized this and leaned over to take a look at the group chat. His face turned pale instantly. As though he had lost his soul. He stood up to leave.
Sharp-eyed and agile, Ling Sheng grabbed him quickly. âWhere are you going?â
Cheng Ye panicked. âWhat happened to Brother Chen? Why is he hospitalized? Is his injury serious?â
Ling Sheng thought to herself, Didnât the two of you cut ties? Why are you so worried? She knew that he had only seen the information in the front and not the back. âAre you going to the hospital?â
Cheng Ye struggled in a dilemma for a long time before nodding vigorously. He tugged at her arm. âSister Sheng Sheng, come with me!â
There was only that one piece of news released, and it did not mention how serious his injury was either.
Ling Sheng had her own plans. She saw that this was an opportunity for the two of them to reconcile. She did not tell him how his injury was, but she would brush over it ambiguously when he asked.
Cheng Ye was even more worried. If he did not go to the hospital, he would not be able to put his heart at ease.
Nangong Lengyu and the others were worried and wanted to follow them.
Ling Sheng had said that too many people would affect the patientâs rest, so she had not let them go.
Nangong Lengyu went home alone, packed her things, and cooked their meals personally. When she saw that it was already noon but her daughter was not back yet, she wanted to call her to ask, but she was afraid that she would find her annoying.
After the food was covered properly, she sat on the sofa and scrolled through her phone. The eye-catching headline on Weibo was: Best Actor Huo Ciâs live-stream at 12 oâclock sharp!
She frowned, her eyes full of mockery. If it was a live-stream, so be it. Why did he have to be on the hottest searches? There were so many celebrities in the entertainment circle. Did he think he was impressive? Did he think that a small matter like eating, drinking, and shitting could make him trend on the hottest searches?
#Best Actor Huo Ciâs lunch mukbang[1]#
[Ahhh, has my Old Huo gone crazy? Why is he streaming? Iâm a little scared!]
[This is the Best Actorâs first live-stream. Iâll definitely support you!]
[Come, guess how many people are in the live-stream? Iâll give you two chances. Donât worry and guess boldly!]
10 million?
20 million?
[Iâll be conservative and give you a middle number. 15 million!]
Nangong Lengyu scanned the comments carelessly. She knew that Huo Ci had never done a live-stream before, so she was 100% sure that he had a motive for posting a teaser on Weibo with such fanfare. She clicked into the live-stream.
It was already 11:55 a.m. Huo Ci prepared his phone and waved at Xiaoqi. âScram, scram to the side. Donât come into the camera!â
Xiaoqi looked at Grandpa strangely. âGrandpa, what are you doing?â
Huo Ci smiled. âFilming a mukbang to earn money to support you.â
Xiaoqi spread his arms and gestured. âBut Grandpa, canât you earn a lot of money by filming? How can you earn money at home?â
âDo you have 100,000 whys?â Huo Ci made him move to the side. He had already started the live-stream and was greeting the camera. âSorry, I just got up. I havenât had time to wash my face yet.â
The live comments started to appear. The Little Cis had already discussed this. This was the first time they had seen him do a live-stream, so naturally, they would praise him first and encourage him. They would make him happy and satisfied, to better prepare for the countless live-streams that would follow.
[Ahhh, today is also the day I scream like a groundhog for my Huoâs godly good looks!]
[Heâs indeed my husband. Even from a straight manâs dead shooting angle[2], heâs extremely handsome!]
[Aww! Every frame is so heart throbbing!]
[Ci, what kind of god are you? You are perfect from your hair to your feet.]
[Sisters, start taking screenshots! Itâs time to change our phonesâ wallpapers again.]
[My Ci wants to use reality to tell you guys: Life is a magazine pictorial.]
Nangong Lengyu looked at the wave after wave of colorful flattery on the bullet screen and sneered coldly. If they knew their account ownerâs true self, she wondered if they would still praise him like this too!
[1] Mukbang is a widespread Korean term for an âeating broadcastâ.
[2] æ»äº¡è§åº¦ is literally translated to âdead shooting angleâ but means that such a shooting angle reveals all of the personâs flaws so one will usually look very ugly.