After being universally criticized online, I went viral on military-themed variety shows.

Chapter 46 Only children make choices; I'm testing Jiang Hanying's limits.

The sound is first transmitted through the phone's microphone, then through the guest's microphone, and finally presented in the live broadcast room, so there will always be some distortion.

But right now, this voice seemed to resonate in the ears of everyone who heard it, exuding both elegance and majesty, instantly touching their hearts and becoming unforgettable.

When Yuan Chaoyu saw the person on the phone screen, he subconsciously straightened his back, and his tone unconsciously became a little cautious, "Good evening, brother, it's like this..."

She first carefully explained the program's arrangements, and only then did she ask, "Have you had dinner?"

"Not yet. I've been a bit busy these past few days, so dinner was delayed by half an hour. Everything's fine at home, so don't worry about me. Just focus on your work."

Yuan Chaoyu nodded obediently like a little girl, "I know, take care of yourself even when you're busy."

Okay, I understand, that's settled then.

The screen went dark, and the fleeting figure vanished.

Yuan Chaoyu couldn't help but purse his lips as he looked at the darkened screen.

She really wanted to hear a word of concern, even just "Your hair is messy," but it was just wishful thinking!
It took the viewers in the live stream a while to come to their senses.

[I initially thought Yuan Chaoyu was the best-looking member of her family, which is why she entered the entertainment industry, until I saw her brother—no, her elder brother. Is everyone in this family this good-looking?]

[I strongly suggest that male actors in the entertainment industry, whenever they are given roles like aristocratic young masters, please act in this style!]

[Male actor: You're probably making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger!]

Indeed, this kind of temperament cannot be cultivated in an average family.

[I feel like only the drill instructor can compare to Yuan Chaoyu's brother.]

The former is refined and handsome, with an upright and dignified air; the latter is noble and elegant, a true gentleman. Only children make choices; I'm an adult, I want them both!

[Do you want it in a dream?]

[I'd be happy to dream about it, but I can't even imagine it in reality!]

[By the way, I get the feeling that Yuan Chaoyu and her brother seem a bit distant and not very close.]

[I was so impressed before that I only noticed now that when other people called their parents or siblings, their tone became unconsciously very intimate, but when it came to Yuan Chaoyu, he seemed a little cautious, as if afraid of saying the wrong thing.]

[Moreover, Yuan Chaoyu's hair was so obviously soaked with sweat, and his own brother didn't say a word of concern.]

[Perhaps families like theirs are... well, rather reserved with each other.]

Although Yuan Chaoyu wasn't the first to call his family, he was the first to finish. He looked up and saw that the other guests were still talking to their families. Holding his phone with the black screen, he turned to the camera and smiled: "My brother is usually quite busy, and I don't often see him at home. I didn't expect him to answer so quickly this time."

【I see. 】

[I bet he's constantly flying around or in meetings.]

But why do I feel like this is a bit of a forced attempt to save face?

Wang Jun picked up the last cell phone and handed it to Chi Song, who was sitting in the corner.

At the same time, he gave him a subtle wink.

Chi Song hadn't planned to answer, as he didn't have anyone else to call either.

Noticing the director's signal, he then took the phone.

My fingertips touched the back of the phone, and I paused for a moment.

He then discreetly took it in his hand.

He gestured for the camera not to follow him, then got up and walked to a secluded spot, first unfolding the note stuck to the back of his phone.

The sign simply read: "Contact Secretary Yang."

Chi Song crumpled the note, glanced around and seeing no trash can, so he simply tossed it into his mouth. While chewing, he opened his call log; the top contact was Secretary Yang, and he pressed the call-back button.

The person on the other end was probably waiting nearby, because the call connected in just two seconds, followed by a barrage of accusations.

"The boss told me to ask you what you were doing! He put you on the show to deal with Jiang Hanying, not to be her supporting character! Is this your time to be chivalrous? Have you forgotten your brother's debt? The boss is very unhappy with your performance today, and I got scolded too. Can't you please him..."

Chi Song listened calmly to the long-winded explanation from the other end of the phone. Once the other person was panting heavily and probably unable to speak for a while, Chi Song spoke calmly, "Tell President Ge that I have my own pace in doing things, and I've always remembered why I came to the show. But I need to assess the target's capabilities before making a move. This takes time. Tell President Ge to be patient; haste makes waste."

Secretary Yang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You mean you spent the whole day trying to figure out Jiang Hanying's background?"

"Otherwise what? Do you think I'd be so bored as to constantly compare myself to her?"

Secretary Yang: This guy knows how to shut people up!
However, this reason is not unreasonable.

When he relays this to President Ge later, he will have to carefully craft his words to make President Ge feel more comfortable.

If his words were relayed verbatim, it would definitely add fuel to the fire.

What a life of toil he has!
After hanging up the phone, Chi Song swallowed the damp note in her mouth, glanced around discreetly, and then turned to walk back.

Not long after he left, behind a three-meter-high wooden wall not far away, Li Chengxiao touched the marks on the wooden wall and called out, "Uncle Sen."

A voice came from the phone's microphone: "It's not good for you to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls."

Despite his words, there was no hint of blame in the man's tone.

"In special circumstances, we should act expediently."

"Alright, alright, you always have your reasons for doing things, so I won't ask any more questions. I happened to have some free time today, so I watched the show you're filming. That girl named Jiang Hanying is quite nice. Is she the one you were talking about a couple of days ago?"

"As expected of Uncle Sen, he saw it right away."

"Stop flattering me. It's so obvious, I'm not blind. And that young man named Chi Song, I think he's not bad either."

Li Chengxiao paused for a moment, then said, "This won't do. There's something wrong with this one."

"Oh? What problem did you spot?"

"That was the person who made the phone call just now."

Uncle Sen: "...Never mind, you decide what to do. If that girl can really pass your test, it would be a good thing."

"Ah."

"This show is pretty good, and it's quite interesting to watch. It's just that the training intensity is a bit low. You could increase the difficulty a bit."

"I'm afraid others won't be able to stick with it."

“Then give those who can persevere a bit more intensity. I’m quite interested in seeing where that girl Jiang Hanying’s potential lies. You’ve clearly not pushed her to her limits yet.”

"There is still time, and my plan is to proceed step by step."

"Alright, if you have your own ideas, I won't offer any unsolicited advice. That's settled then. Oh, and one more thing, don't forget to go for your regular check-ups and treatments, be careful with your injury."

"I know I'm dead."

Uncle Sen looked at the phone that had been quickly hung up in his hand and chuckled helplessly, "That kid, he hangs up on me the moment I mention taking good care of his injury!"

The young man in the black Zhongshan suit next to him also curled his lips into a smile, "He just doesn't want you to worry."

"How could I not worry? If his injury doesn't heal properly, he won't be able to go back to where he wants to go... All the guests call him 'Instructor, Instructor,' but he's only twenty-six. He's younger than some of the older guests, and not much older than the others. I feel so sorry for him!"

(End of this chapter)