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Yu Le was both amused and exasperated by the little guy's "two-sleep" algorithm. She rubbed his little head and told him to go to sleep.

Each episode of "Where Are We Going, Dad?" is filmed for three days, from Friday to Sunday, and airs on the following weekend.

It was early Friday morning, just as dawn was breaking.

Yu Le was wearing a simple gray sweatshirt paired with black cargo pants.

She was wearing a pair of running shoes.

He had a backpack slung over his shoulder.

He was dragging a large suitcase that Liu Xiaoli had stuffed bulging inside him.

Dongdong was fully armed, wearing a blue hoodie, jeans, and mini sneakers, looking like a little soldier about to go into battle.

His little backpack contained his dinosaur toys, cookies, and a pack of wet wipes.

He stood at the doorway, head tilted back, his face full of excitement.

Liu Xiaoli squatted down in front of him, zipped up his jacket, and put his hat on.

"When you get there, listen to your father, okay?" Her voice was full of tenderness and reluctance.

Dongdong nodded vigorously, her voice booming, "I know!"

"Don't run around."

"good!"

"Don't bully other children."

"good!"

"Don't break other people's things."

"Okay, okay!"

The little guy answered quickly, but his eyes were already glued to the black nanny van in the yard, wishing he could teleport there immediately.

Liu Qianqian leaned against the door frame, her arms crossed, a smile of anticipation playing on her lips.

"Dongdong, your sister is waiting for you to come back and see your amazing performance."

Dongdong waved his chubby little hand dismissively at her without turning his head.

Looking at this scene of "eighteen farewells," Yu Le shook his head helplessly. If he didn't leave soon, Liu Xiaoli would probably recite all the traffic rules to Dongdong.

He took his son's hand, led him to the car, skillfully put him in the child safety seat, and fastened the seat belt.

As soon as the little guy sat down, his two short legs started swinging back and forth in the air, and he was so excited that he couldn't sit still.

"Daddy! Let's go! Charge!" He waved his little fists and shouted the slogan in a childish voice.

Yu Le closed the car door and got into the driver's seat.

The car slowly drove out of the gate of Shengshi Huating.

Driving on a wide road.

Dongdong was practically pressed against the car window, her little nose flattened by the glass, and she kept making "wow" sounds.

"Dad, look, that car is red!"

"Dad, that tree is so tall!"

Yu Le responded to him intermittently while driving.

The car headed north, leaving the city of Beijing.

The towering buildings outside the window are gradually being replaced by stretches of green farmland and low-rise village houses scattered among them.

The air seemed to carry a fresh scent of earth and grass.

"Dad," Dongdong suddenly turned around and asked earnestly, "Are there dinosaurs in the countryside we went to?"

Yu Le paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "There won't be any real dinosaurs, but there might be roosters and ducklings, which are also relatives of dinosaurs."

Dongdong nodded as if he understood, then turned his attention back to the window.

More than half an hour later, the van, guided by the navigation, turned onto a narrow country dirt road. The road was bumpy, and the wheels kicked up clouds of dust.

At the end of the road, the outline of a makeshift filming base came into view. Seven or eight work vehicles bearing the Tencent Video logo were parked haphazardly, and dozens of people were busy moving equipment.

Cameras, microphones, and reflectors were scattered all over the floor.

Yu Le parked the car steadily in an open space and turned off the engine.

He unbuckled Dongdong's seatbelt and lifted him out of the seat.

The little feet thumped on the muddy ground, stomping around curiously.

"Dad, this ground is so soft."

Yu Le patted the dust off his clothes.

A young director wearing a windbreaker jogged over to greet him.

His face was full of excitement, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

"Mr. Yu! You've arrived!"

His gaze immediately fell on the chubby little guy next to Yu Le.

Dongdong raised her head, blinked her big eyes, and looked at the stranger.

Then, he stretched out his chubby little hand and waved at the director.

"Hello, my name is Yu Muchen."

"I'm here to be on TV."

His mature demeanor instantly amused the young director.

He quickly bent down, smiling broadly, and said, "Oh my, the little one is so cute! I'm Director Wang, welcome, welcome!"

Yu Le patted his son on the back of the head and said, "Director Wang, don't call me President Yu anymore. We're just ordinary guests. Where's the meeting point?"

Upon hearing this, the director quickly led the way.

At the entrance of Lingshui Village, there is a spacious threshing ground, which has been set up as a temporary meeting point by the production team, with several cameras set up around it.

Just as Yu Le led Dongdong past, another black van pulled up smoothly to the side of the road.

The car door opened.

Eason Chan walked down with his signature ramen noodle hair.

He was also holding the hand of a cool little girl.

Bao Bao was wearing an eye-catching trendy trench coat and a baseball cap, but her face was sweet and cute.

She exudes a cool yet endearing charm.

Chen Yixun raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the threshing ground.

When he saw Yu Le standing there, he froze.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

The next moment, this king of the Chinese music scene walked over quickly, with a respectful attitude.

"Mr. Yu!"

"Why are you participating in this program yourself?"

Yu Le was somewhat surprised to see it was him.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. The previous show, "Where Are We Going, Dad?", aired 13 years ago. Some of those children probably weren't even born in 08, so the guest lineup was naturally all-new.

"I brought the kids out to experience life," Yu Le replied, glancing down at the bag Chen Yixun was holding.

"Your daughter is dressed quite fashionably."

Upon hearing this, Eason Chan pulled his bag in front of him.

"Bao Bao, quickly call him Uncle Yu."

Bao Bao stared at Yu Le with wide eyes, looking somewhat reserved, and whispered:

"Hello, Uncle Yu."

Dongdong poked half its head out from behind Yu Le's legs.

He looked at the bag, then at the dinosaur in his hand.

He stepped forward and lifted the dinosaur up.

"Look, this is my little green dog. It breathes fire and eats people! Aren't you scared?!"