Who said this top flow is crazy! This top flow is awesome!

The production team of Chapter 302, "A Chaotic Dance of Demons"

Tan Yue was taken aback, and looked at Shang Youshu blankly: "Being...being said that by a big shot like President Chi...isn't that proof of a good relationship? Why are you sad?"

After a two-second silence, Sister Shang nodded in relief: "Yes, you're right."

"I'll poison him tonight and do what no one else dares to do."

Tan Yue: "..."

"Come on, come on, what are you watching? Get moving!"

Here, because Chi Ye used his "red" to intimidate others, Yang Zi was forced to compromise and still failed to turn this vacant lot into the "dream study" he had described.

Wang Chuxing had already started working, Tan Yue went into the kitchen to help, and although Sister Shang was rather useless, she also took the initiative to wash the vegetables, while Sister Pliers silently checked the rice cooker's instruction manual.

Yes, I don't know how, but I'm willing to learn.

Only Aunt Mao and Zheng Chun Chun hadn't made a move yet. Chi Ye glanced at them and waved his hand, "Aunt Mao, aren't you going in to show off your skills?"

Aunt Mao glanced at him, but surprisingly didn't refute him. Instead, she calmly nodded and adopted the air of a senior: "Then I'll go in and take a look. Although I don't cook at home, I do cook for myself occasionally."

Chi Ye didn't care about the contradictions in Aunt Mao's own words, because it was obvious that Lao Deng had probably seen the show's high popularity since its premiere, as well as the negative comments about him.

This is an attempt to make amends.

Aunt Mao was a little displeased that Chi Ye didn't respond. The main reason she was still willing to talk to Chi Ye was because of what she had learned from their earlier interactions and the messages her assistant had exchanged on WeChat... about this Chi Ye...

This Ikeno is even more famous than I imagined!

She came to this show to revive her career. If she could form a "wooden couple" with Ikeno, wouldn't that be awesome?
Unfortunately, Chi Ye has seen all sorts of ups and downs, and to be honest... the current methods these people use to ride the wave of popularity in the Chinese entertainment industry are really not good.

He's not even as good as he used to be!

Aunt Mao went into the kitchen, leaving only Chi Ye Yangzi and Zheng Chun Chun in the living room.

While Yang Zi was still selecting ingredients, Zheng Chun Chun poured herself a cup of coffee from the show's sponsor and took an elegant sip.

Ikeno stared at her.

Zheng Chun Chun: "?"

Chun Chun looked back. She didn't want to talk to Chi Ye, but considering his popularity, she took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?"

"What do you say?"

Zheng Chun Chun: "?"

Chi Ye waved his hand: "Don't just stand there, go pour me a drink too."

Zheng Chun Chun: "..."

Who is this person?! Who is this person?!
She glanced at the camera to the side, gritted her teeth, and stood up: "Would you like some milk?"

"Can I add poison?"

"..."

"You're really going to pour it?" Chi Ye saw that Zheng Chun Chun was determined to "pour coffee" for him, and couldn't help but admire her determination to freeload. He could only wave his hand and say, "Go help in the kitchen. No help, no food."

Zheng Chun Chun: "There are so many people in the kitchen, and I don't know how to do anything. There wouldn't even be room for me if I went there."

Ikeno: "Then you can stand at the door and watch."

Zheng Chun Chun was utterly puzzled: "Why?"

Ikeno said frankly, "This makes me feel a little better."

Zheng Chun Chun: "...You're so annoying."

Ok? !

Director Li, who was filming the interaction between the two with his eyes shining, suddenly had his eyes wide open like laser cannons when he heard the sound. "Holy crap, Zheng Chun Chun, this is the moment I've been waiting for! Go for it!"

The result is the next moment.

"But I like guys I hate."

After Zheng Chun Chun finished speaking, leaving Chi Ye with a question mark on his face and the dumbfounded members of the production team, he actually walked to the kitchen door to "look".

Chiye: "..."

Director Li: “…”

"Is this all the strength Ikeno has now?"

The person next to him shook his head: "That's too realistic..."

"No, in that case, there's no point in arguing."

Another member of the production team frowned: "With Chi Ye's current status, there are hardly any people on the show who dare to confront him directly... What's the point? It won't achieve the same effect as 'See You'."

"Could it be... it has to be Teacher Huang again? Which episode was Teacher Huang in? Could we do a surprise attack in this episode?"

Director Li paused for two seconds, then turned his gaze to Aunt Mao, who was currently in the kitchen, simply rinsing the rice and cooking it, and then stopped working.

"There are still people who have been chosen... I hope Aunt Mao won't be so materialistic and can maintain the same attitude she had before the cameras started rolling."

Everyone: "..."

……

Aunt Mao couldn't maintain her unruly demeanor, at least not now. She stayed in the kitchen for about ten minutes, but perfectly regained her former "status" and "state" in the Chinese entertainment industry.

"This isn't how you stir-fry meat. It's obvious you guys don't know how to cook."

"If you can't do it, just say you can't do it. Why lie? Do you want everyone to go hungry with you?"

"Sigh, these young people nowadays, really..."

Tan Yue and Wang Chuxing were blushing with embarrassment after being lectured.

The two were already nervous during the recording, and now, because Aunt Mao changed the educational goals at the last minute, they were even more nervous and made mistakes frequently. Tan Yue was clearly the kind of girl who never lifted a finger in the kitchen, and she almost poured water into the pot instead of oil just now.

This gave Aunt Mao a firm grip on the matter. Standing in the kitchen with her hands on her hips, she began her "elderly-style education."

The entire production team clenched their fists in disbelief—that's it! Aunt Mao! My God, we invited you here for this effect, and you truly haven't disappointed us!
Aunt Mao clearly didn't realize the show's "good intentions." She's the type of woman who's a womanizer. Even though she's older now, Grandma Mao is just like she was when she was young. She's ruthless towards other women, but she's infinitely more tolerant of Wang Chuxing, this young and tender guy.

Before the show started, she was just putting on airs as usual and was genuinely indifferent to Tan Yue, but she was somewhat "giving a stick and a sweet date" with Wang Chuxing.

"Oh, it's alright, Xingxing... You don't mind me calling you that, do you?"

"No... I don't mind."

Looking at the age spots on Aunt Mao's arms, and then at her heavy makeup that made her look like a corpse in a morgue, Wang Chuxing swallowed hard, goosebumps rising all over his body. He said awkwardly and nervously, "You can call me whatever you like."

"You kid."

Aunt Mao smiled, smoothing out some of the wrinkles on her face, which made Zheng Chun Chun at the door look bewildered—"Auntie, what are you doing?"
Is it because they can't resist seeing young, handsome men?

"Just looking at this makes me feel like I'm being sexually harassed."

Chi Ye happened to be passing by and, seeing this scene, couldn't help but remind her, "Didn't you just pour oil into the pot? Aunt Mao, there's no need to rush. You can add more when you run out of oil later."

Aunt Mao: "?"

Wang Chuxing turned pale with fright.

"Koike..."

"Wait, don't call me Xiao Chi."

Upon hearing this title, Ikeno felt a chill run down his spine.

Having finished her work, Sister Shang looked up, glanced at Aunt Mao, then at Chi Ye, before saying, "Sister Mao, don't call him Xiao Chi."

Aunt Mao was a little choked up. Chi Ye had repeatedly embarrassed her, and now he was even arguing with her about how to address her!

What kind of man is this?
She was displeased: "Why? That's what you called him."

Sister Shang paused for a moment before saying quietly, "It will bring misfortune."

Aunt Mao: "?"

Shi Jinwei pursed her lips, thinking to herself, "Can you compare to her?"
Ugh, this is so boring. Is Ikeno getting distant from me?
The recording lasted for several hours, and I barely uttered a single word.

Sister Pliers is feeling very complicated right now. She feels that she desperately needs her assistant. Without her assistant, it's like the West not having Jerusalem.

“We need someone to move the tables, Mr. Shi, come on.” Just then, Chi Ye waved to Shi Jinwei.

Shi Jin paused slightly, then subconsciously opened her mouth: "I..."

She suddenly realized what was happening, shut her mouth, lowered her head, and crawled out of the kitchen, huffing and puffing as she walked to the table.

Chino followed with a sense of novelty: "Are you plotting something bad to harm me again?"

Shi Jinwei: "...It's too hot inside. I can't cook, so I can't just sit around doing nothing."

"Yes, I understand."

Chi Ye nodded, glanced at the large solid wood table in front of him, and after a moment's thought, felt a little regretful for not bringing Shi Daifu along; it seemed he would have to do all the physical labor himself…

He paused, then looked at Yangzi, who had been counting "supplies" for half an hour: "Teacher Yangzi, come on, let's do it together."

Yangzi: “?”

"At my age, you want me to do this? Ikeno, you're going a bit too far."

Ikeno said directly, "There are more cameras here."

"...Let me see...this table isn't moved like that."

Yang Zi stood up and walked over, starting to ramble on. Seeing that there were indeed many cameras on this side, she even pushed Chi Ye and Shi Jinwei aside: "You two don't understand. Let me do it. I can do it by myself."

Shi Jin was a little confused: "Really? Is that possible?"

"What are you saying? Just ask Chi Ye. I've always had a good fitness routine in private..."

Yang Zi immediately understood, as was his habit.

Unfortunately, this time he met someone who truly understands fitness.

Sister Pliers looked at Yangzi in surprise: "I can't believe it, Teacher Yangzi, with your age and figure... are you sure you work out regularly?"

"Oh, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Yang Zi remained unfazed.

But after Shi Jin asked him a few professional questions, he fell silent.

When Sister Pliers saw him like this, she instantly lost interest in communicating with him—she should have known better than to think that this guy knew nothing about working out.

Yang Zi started carrying the large solid wood table by himself, huffing and puffing, while constantly gesturing for close-up shots of him.

"..."

Chi Ye looked at her for a while before saying to Shi Jinwei, "Are you not feeling well today?"

Shi Jin was slightly taken aback, a strange feeling creeping into her heart: "You... how did you know?"

Chi Ye glanced at her: "The way you moved the table just now was a bit strange."

"...Well, I'm alright, maybe I'm just a little tired."

Chi Ye nodded: "Okay, go and rest for a while, and drink more hot water."

Shi Jinwei: "...Huh?"

Ikeno asked in surprise, "Didn't you get your period?"

Shi Jin paused for two seconds before shaking her head: "I didn't come... and then you just talked to me about this topic with such a fresh and innocent look?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the camera, looking bewildered.

Chi Ye waved his hand: "Oh, seeing your posture just now, I asked the director to temporarily turn off the camera here."

"..." Shi Jinwei felt inexplicably happy, but still corrected herself: "I really didn't come."

"Then you should go and get to work."

"it is good."

Once Sister Pliers was in a better mood, she stopped pliers and turned to busy herself with other things.

Only Chino and Yangzi, who had just heard those words, remained, as if struck by lightning.

Ikeno sensed something was wrong and turned around to look.

Yangzi also looked over.

Chiye: "?"

Yang Zi: (Clown)

"What are you looking at me for? Keep lifting! Weren't you saying you were really into it?"

Yang Zi: "...Chi Ye, you're really a jerk! How can you treat a fifty-something-year-old empty-nest person like this?"

"Do not."

Yang Zi's expression softened slightly: "Then you still have some conscience."

Chi Ye pointed at Aunt Mao in the kitchen: "I bully even those in their sixties and seventies."

Yangzi: “…”

"Ah."

On the other side, Aunt Mao in the kitchen sneezed violently. Because the sneeze came so suddenly and she didn't manage her secretions well, a small amount sprayed onto Wang Chuxing's face, who was facing her.

Wang Chuxing's face twitched, and his gaze became blank.

Aunt Mao didn't notice this little detail. She rubbed her nose and gave a charming smile: "Oh dear, with this cold air lately, I must have caught a bit of a cold."

"...yue".

Wang Chuxing gagged and frantically searched for tissues.

"?"

Aunt Mao frowned: "Xingxing, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Why are you vomiting?"

"yue!"

Wang Chuxing remained silent, only gesturing incessantly—he had obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness! He had severe obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness!

"Kids these days have such poor physical fitness."

Aunt Mao smiled kindly, and then she could smell the aroma of the food.

Turning around, I saw that Tan Yue had already prepared the dishes.

"I'm a little hungry."

Aunt Mao rubbed her nose with her age-spotted hands and pointed at Wang Chuxing, who had just finished vomiting: "Xingxing, you and I will sit together later. I didn't expect we would get along so well."

Wang Chuxing stared at the transparent object dangling in Aunt Mao's hand, rolled her eyes, and then laughed again.

Aunt Mao: "?"

"What kind of new method of killing is this?"

Chi Ye, who came in to help Sister Shang serve the dishes, shook his head, ignored the two of them, and walked out with Sister Shang.

A few minutes later, everyone sat down, with food laid out in front of them.

"Koike, why don't you show off your skills?"

Shang Jie sat next to Chi Ye. She was the type who genuinely didn't know how to do things but was willing to learn. She had been helping out in the kitchen, but she had been secretly observing what was happening around Chi Ye, and the result... left her greatly disappointed.

"What kind of performance?"

Chiye was a little confused.

"It's...it's that..." Sister Shang stammered, "Could you...perform it for me again..."

Chi Ye thought for a moment before realizing what was happening. Looking at the food already laid out on the table and the people seated there, she said speechlessly, "What do you take me for? I'm a very sweet talker, okay? I never say anything to people for no reason."

As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of rice, then paused abruptly, carefully savoring the rock-like texture in his mouth. He then asked Aunt Mao, who was looking forward to the meal, with curiosity, "Did you show the rice a movie? It's so hard."

(End of this chapter)