Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

As soon as he hung up the phone, Yu Le casually tossed it onto the sofa.

Yu Le stretched and gave a big yawn.

The bones cracked and popped, a sound that exuded a sense of leisure.

In this way, she has Tencent and Sina on the internet, Wanda on the cinema front, and Liu Qianqian is also an artist officially praised.

As long as Liu Qianqian doesn't do anything reckless and cause a huge mess in the Chinese entertainment industry, she'll basically be fine.

.......

May, Hengdian World Studios.

The temperature was approaching thirty degrees Celsius. Cicadas clung to the tree trunks, chirping incessantly.

On the set of "Chinese Paladin 3".

A massive sword-forging furnace stood steadily in the center of the arena.

The bottom of the oven was filled with dry ice machines, and all the red ambient lights were turned on.

White smoke billowed upwards.

A crimson light shot into the sky.

Everyone on the crew is on high alert.

This is the highlight of the entire series.

Longkui offered herself as a sacrifice to the sword.

Liu Qianqian was wearing that tattered, wide-sleeved, flowing fairy dress.

She stood on the high platform.

"Brother Wang, this time, it's my turn to protect you."

The veins on Jing Tian's neck bulge as Hu Ge plays him.

"Longkui! No!"

Liu Qianqian turned her head.

There were no tears on her face.

The red contact lenses have been removed.

She regained Blue Dragon Sunflower's coolness and gentleness.

"Brother Wang, Longkui couldn't help you a thousand years ago, but she must help you this time."

The lines are read aloud.

She opened her arms.

Tilt your head back.

It fell straight backward.

The red light swallowed the blue skirt.

thump.

The person landed on the thick sponge pad underneath.

"Card--!"

Li Guoli suddenly stood up, holding a megaphone.

"Pass! Perfect!"

The entire room fell silent for a second.

Thunderous applause erupted.

Several assistants rushed to the stove.

Yu Le slowly stood up, took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket, and walked over.

There were three thick layers of sponge pads behind the stove.

Liu Qianqian was lying sprawled on the mat, still clutching the prop magic sword tightly in her hand.

Seeing Yu Le walking over, she immediately sprang up like a carp leaping out of the water.

"Dad!"

She rushed over, reeking of dry ice and the sweet, fishy smell of contaminated blood.

Yu Le stretched out a finger and pressed it against her forehead, keeping her half a meter away.

He patted the wet tissue in his hand onto Liu Qianqian's face.

"Hurry up and wipe yourself clean. Your face is covered in soot. Anyone who didn't know better would think you just came back from digging coal in Shanxi."

Liu Qianqian tore off a wet tissue and wiped her face haphazardly a couple of times.

The vigilant woman shoved the prop sword into the arms of the stagehand next to her and put her hands on her hips.

"I call this dedication to art!"

"Wasn't that scene of jumping into the furnace absolutely amazing? Wasn't it moving?"

Yu Le nodded.

"It's quite touching."

Hu Ge, who was drinking water nearby, chimed in.

"Mr. Yu, Xixi's acting skills have indeed improved rapidly. The tears just now came out of nowhere, and I almost couldn't keep up with the scene."

Yang Mi, dressed in a red Xuejian costume, also came over.

She held a bouquet of flowers she had taken from the film set and handed it to Liu Qianqian.

"Sisi, congratulations on wrapping up filming."

Liu Qianqian accepted the flowers.

"Thank you, Mimi! You still have a long way to go, keep it up!"

Yu Le raised his hand to look at his watch, interrupting the two young girls' mutual flattery.

"Alright, go remove your makeup and change your clothes."

"I booked a flight for tonight to pick you up and take you home."

Liu Qianqian cheered and ran towards the dressing room with the flowers in her arms.

He ran a couple of steps and then turned back, getting close to Yu Le.

"Dad, is there braised pork to eat when we get home? This lousy takeout is making me want to throw up."

"have."

Yu Le took a mint out of his pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth.

"Not only is there braised pork, but also your least favorite dish, bitter melon stir-fried with eggs, to help cool you down."

Liu Qianqian muttered a curse about her "old man" and then ran away in a flash.

........

That evening, in the capital.

A magnificent and splendid residence.

Liu Qianqian, wearing pink bunny pajamas, sprawled on the sofa without any regard for her image.

The coffee table was piled high with bags of potato chips and cans of cola.

On the carpet, little Yu Muchen was enthusiastically chewing on a plastic building block.

The roar of the range hood came from the kitchen.

Yu Le, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, was stir-frying the ribs in the pan.

The aroma of sweet and sour sauce filled the entire first floor.

He turned the fire down and sprinkled in a handful of white sesame seeds.

Plate it.

She came out carrying a plate of freshly cooked sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Take your pig's trotter off the coffee table."

He slammed the plate down on the table.

Liu Qianqian quickly pulled her legs back, scrambled to her feet, and reached out to grab the ribs.

"hot!"

Yu Le tapped the back of her hand with a chopstick.

Liu Qianqian withdrew her hand and put her finger in her mouth to suck on it.

Yu Muchen, who was on the carpet, smelled the fragrance, threw away the building blocks, and crawled over with a huff.

He hugged the sofa leg and struggled to stand up.

She stretched out her chubby little hand and pointed at the ribs on the table.

"Aba! Meatball!"

Yu Le bent down, picked up her son, and placed him on her lap.

"You don't have any teeth, you can't eat this. Go drink your milk."

Liu Qianqian smugly picked up a piece of pork rib and waved it in front of Yu Muchen.

"Look, sister is eating meat. Doesn't it smell delicious?"

Yu Muchen waved his hands anxiously, drooling onto Yu Le's trouser leg.

Liu Qianqian freed one hand and took out her phone.

I dialed Shu Chang's number.

After two beeps, the call was connected.

The background noise was extremely loud.

"Feed? Sisi?"

Shu Chang was shouting on the other end of the line.

"Sing! I've wrapped up filming!"

Liu Qianqian chewed on a rib and boasted indistinctly.

"Dad made me sweet and sour pork ribs, they were so delicious! When are you wrapping up filming?"

An eerie silence followed on the other end of the phone.

Then a roar came from afar.

"Monster! Take this from my old Sun Wukong's staff!"

Liu Qianqian was startled.

"What are you doing over there? Filming Journey to the West?"

Shu Chang was panting heavily on the other end of the line.

"What the hell! I'm fighting the Bull Demon King!"

"ha?"

Liu Qianqian was stunned.

"Bull Demon King? Weren't you acting in a cell phone game? Why are you fighting the Bull Demon King?"

Shu Chang's irritable voice came over.

"You ask your good old man! What kind of lousy script is this!"

"I was wearing this non-breathable red leather suit, suspended several meters high on wires!"

"Down below was a burly man wearing a bull's head mask, he looked absolutely ferocious, chasing me all over the place!"

Yu Le heard everything clearly from the side.

He wiped the drool that Yu Muchen had left on his trouser leg with a tissue, then picked up a piece of pork rib and stuffed it into his mouth.

It's crunchy and delicious.

Tell her that if you defeat the Bull Demon King, you'll give her a chicken leg when you get back.

Liu Qianqian suppressed a laugh and relayed the words verbatim.

"Dad said he'd give you an extra chicken leg if you won."

"Adding chicken drumsticks isn't enough!"

Shu Chang was shouting on the other end of the line.

"My leather jacket is completely soaked! You could wring water out of it!"

"Um... at least a big meal from the boss!"