Live Stream: Overly Pampered Education Creates Three Superstars in One Family

Online public opinion is like a pot of boiling oil, with every drop of water carrying a scalding temperature.

[Wang Zihao is such an ingrate, he's so self-righteous! Zhou Lin is so good to him, and he still calls her "not part of this family"? I think he's the one who shouldn't be in this family.]

[His younger brother calls him to eat, and he hits him. His stepmother treats him well, and he curses at her. What kind of rebellious child is this?]

[This spoiled rich kid, weighing 200 pounds, really thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he's wealthy?]

The ridicule he receives isn't without reason; with his temper, plenty of people will teach him a lesson once he enters the workforce.

The operations manager sat in front of the computer, watching the comment data constantly pouring into the backend, his brows furrowing into a deep "川" character.

She turned her head and looked at Li Minghui, who was sitting next to her drinking tea, her tone carrying a sense of helplessness that "this job is impossible to do."

"Director Li, have you seen those comments online? They're all criticizing Wang Zihao, and some are even attacking Wang Wenwu's entire family. Should we block some of the negative comments? I'm worried the guests won't be able to handle it."

Li Minghui held his teacup, blew on it leisurely, took a sip, and then put the cup down, his tone carrying the composure of someone who had been through it all.

"Blocking is definitely necessary. We need to have the technical team handle anything involving personal attacks or curses against family members."

Just as the operations team was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Li Minghui added, "But we don't need to pay attention to those comments criticizing the teaching methods or discussing the children's behavior."

operations:"……"

She took a deep breath and looked at Li Minghui with a "Are you kidding me?" look: "No... Director Li, how can we possibly block all of this? Do you know how many comments are being posted every minute? Even with just the three of us in the tech department, our hands are practically smoking from all the activity, and we still can't keep up!"

Li Minghui looked at her with a serious expression that said, "Things are tough, but we must rise to the challenge." He patted her on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Chen, things are tough, but we must face them head-on."

The operations manager was speechless after his words. She paused for three seconds, then said in a tone of resignation, "If that's the case, why didn't you just prevent them from filming this video in the first place? If you hadn't filmed it, none of this would have happened, right?"

Li Minghui waved his hand, looking at her with an expression that said, "You're too young to understand," and said earnestly, "We're an educational program. Educational programs naturally need to present facts and reason. If we don't film, where will the buzz come from?"

operations:"……"

She felt her blood pressure spike to an unhealthy level in that instant, but she ultimately said nothing, silently turned her head away, and began typing on the keyboard to update the list of blocked words.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Minghui was sitting in Chen Chu's living room.

He had changed into more formal clothes, was holding a brown paper file folder, and was sitting on the sofa with an upright posture.

Chen Chu sat in the chair opposite him, with his legs crossed.

"Family exchange?" Chen Chu repeated the term, raising an eyebrow slightly. "For how long?"

"One week." Li Minghui took a contract out of the file folder and pushed it in front of Chen Chu. "Ziran will stay at Wang Wenwu's house for one week, and Wang Zihao will stay at your house for one week. You will take care of his child, and he will take care of your child. The production team will record the whole process."

Chen Chu picked up the contract, but didn't open it. He simply weighed it in his hand, then put it down, leaned back in his chair, and said casually, "Well, I don't think there's a clause like this in the contract, is there?"

Li Minghui's smile froze for a fraction of a second, then he quickly changed his expression: "Sigh, that's why I'm here to ask you for help. Our relationship..."

"We do have a relationship," Chen Chu interrupted him, tapping his finger on the contract, "but as the old saying goes, even close brothers keep clear accounts. So..."

Li Minghui sighed, his expression visibly disappointed. Thinking Chen Chu was going to refuse, he reluctantly added, "Just consider it a favor? I'll remember this..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!!!"

Chen Chu held out his hand, gesturing for a pause. "No, no, no, what I mean is, it's a different price. Don't you think you can get this done just by having your face? You're really that shameless!"

Li Minghui was stunned. It took him about two seconds to process the meaning of Chen Chu's words, and then the expression on his face changed from disappointment to speechlessness, and then from speechlessness to relief.

He couldn't help but chuckle, pulling two more documents from the file folder. Opening one page, he pointed to a line of numbers and said, "You startled me. It's for sure. First, there's the show's traffic support; we'll arrange a homepage recommendation for your live stream account. Secondly…"

He pointed to the number with his finger, "A signing fee of 100,000 yuan."

After he finished speaking, he added tentatively, "The production team's budget is limited, so please don't complain about it..."

"Not too much, not too little, not too little." Chen Chu waved his hands repeatedly, his facial expressions changing faster than turning the pages of a book, his expressions seamless.

Li Minghui took the contract out of the file folder, flipped to the signature page, pushed it in front of him, and then took a pen out of his pocket and placed it on the contract, urging him in a tone: "That's good, sign it now. As the old saying goes, even close brothers should keep clear accounts."

Chen Chu didn't pick up a pen. He looked at Li Minghui and said something that Li Minghui never expected.

"Wait a minute, I need to ask Ziran first."

Li Minghui paused, his face filled with confusion: "No, you're the father, why don't you just make the decision? This kind of thing seems like a good thing, right? A change of scenery, experiencing life, and even getting on TV..."

"Hehe." Chen Chu chuckled, put down his pen, and leaned back in his chair. "It's better to ask the child about these things. After all, this involves him. He's going to stay with a strange family for a week, and he's going to exchange living environments with a strange child. We need to get his opinion."

Li Minghui grew anxious: "Are you confident you can persuade him?"

"That's not necessarily true," Chen Chu shook his head, his tone frank. "It depends on what he thinks. If he's not willing, I can't force him, right?"

Li Minghui opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He sat on the sofa, watching Chen Chu stand up and walk towards the stairs. He lowered his head, looking at the unsigned contract on the table, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"So all the conditions I just mentioned were given away for nothing."

……

at the same time.

Chen Chu found Chen Ziran.