I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

The director was taken aback, but didn't say anything more.

"This is nothing!"

After all, they are all big names; it's normal for them to be a little grumpy when they wake up and to sleep a little longer.

However, when the hour hand of the clock slowly pointed to eleven o'clock in the morning...

The director could no longer sit still.

He suddenly stood up from his chair and stared intently at the several rooms on the monitor that remained completely still.

I was completely stunned.

Where are they?!

"Where are the guests?!"

"Where did they all go?!"

His voice was distorted with shock.

A young man carrying a camera timidly raised his hand.

"Director Wang...the guests...are still sleeping..."

The director's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"sleep?!"

"What time is it?!"

"It's 11 o'clock! Still sleeping?!"

The staff nearby quickly came over to report it.

"Director, only Teacher Xiao Chen is awake so far."

"He got up at six o'clock, practiced boxing in the yard for a while, and then read a book for a while."

"Right now...right now I'm taking a stroll around the Mushroom House..."

Director: ...

He felt his blood pressure soaring.

Seeing that the director's face had darkened, the staff member chimed in.

"Teacher Zhang and Teacher Mei... they are well-known night owls in the industry, used to working day and night in reverse."

"At this hour... they've probably just fallen asleep..."

"Dilraba is still a child, at an age where she loves to sleep in. She was up quite late last night, so she probably won't be able to get up..."

"As for Stephen Chow... he seems to have a bad temper when he wakes up, we... we don't dare to wake him..."

Upon hearing this, the director felt dizzy and almost lost his balance.

Good guy!

What kind of deities did he invite?!

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui are used to being free-spirited and often sleep in late, which he can understand.

Dilraba is a sixteen-year-old girl who loves to sleep in, which is only natural.

Stephen Chow... needless to say, he's the epitome of being unconventional.

but!

But you're recording a TV show!

This is a reality show that audiences across the country are going to watch!

It's 9 a.m. and the guests still aren't up! Is that acceptable?!

The director felt like his head had swelled up two sizes.

He paced back and forth in the original spot, muttering to himself.

"What should we do... what should we do..."

"Can this show still be filmed?"

"Wouldn't the audience condemn us to death if this aired?"

A young director suggested in a low voice.

"How about... we ask Teacher Xiao Chen to go and call him?"

The director suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes lighting up.

Yup!

Xiao Chen!

The only reliable person in this family!

He is also the only one who can subdue this group of demons and monsters!

He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted in an almost pleading tone.

"Teacher Xiao Chen! Teacher Xiao Chen!"

"Please respond! It's an emergency! It's extremely urgent!"

Over the walkie-talkie, the director's voice carried a tragic air of desperate resolve.

Xiao Chen was strolling leisurely, admiring the thin mist over the distant mountains and smelling the fragrance of earth and grass in the air.

He stopped in his tracks when he heard the wailing and howling coming from the walkie-talkie.

A faint smile spread across his handsome, almost unreal face.

He picked up the walkie-talkie, his voice carrying a hint of lazy banter.

"Director, don't worry, the sky hasn't fallen yet."

On the other end of the walkie-talkie, the director seemed to have grasped at a lifeline, speaking rapidly like a machine gun.

"Teacher Xiao Chen! My dear teacher!"

"Something terrible has happened! You'd better come back quickly! Those ancestors... it's already 11 o'clock, and they're still sleeping!"

"This show can't be filmed anymore!"

The director's voice was choked with sobs, and all the staff in front of the monitors looked utterly hopeless.

Who dares to call for help?

Sleeping in that room were Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui, two of the most glamorous figures in Hong Kong's entertainment industry.

They are two notoriously capricious individuals who disregard rules and regulations.

Another one is Stephen Chow, the tyrant who could make the director cry on set.

His morning grumpiness is legendary in the industry.

As for the youngest, Dilraba?

She shared a room with Sister Mei; who would dare risk disturbing Sister Mei by calling a sixteen-year-old girl?

The staff looked at each other, their necks hunched over like quails.

Even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to go.

If you've offended these people, do you still want to work in this industry?

Xiao Chen's voice came through the walkie-talkie again, unhurried and with a knowing smile.

"Okay, I'll go back and take a look."

A few minutes later, Xiao Chen appeared in the courtyard of the Mushroom House.

Several young female directors blushed when they saw him and whispered among themselves.

"Oh my god... Teacher Xiao Chen is just too handsome..."

"Exactly! This face is practically a perfect design for Nuwa; just looking at it makes me feel better."

The director greeted them with a pained expression, looking just like a wronged young wife.

"Teacher Xiao Chen, you're finally back! Please think of something!"

Xiao Chen's gaze swept over the gloomy faces in front of the monitor, finally settling on the chief director.

His smile deepened.

"Well, there is a way."

He said slowly.

"I'll go in and wake them up, that's easy."

The director's eyes lit up, and he was about to say "Great!" when Xiao Chen suddenly changed the subject.

"But, Director Wang, what about our ingredients for lunch today...?"

He drawled out the word, a sly glint in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

The joy on the director's face instantly froze.

He stared wide-eyed at Xiao Chen in disbelief.

"Wha...what do you mean?"

Xiao Chen shrugged and smiled innocently.

"It means..."

"I helped the production team solve this huge problem, so they should at least give me some compensation for my hard work, right?"

"We don't need much, just the ingredients for lunch today. The production team will cover it all, how about that?"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire production team erupted in uproar.

The director's voice rose eight octaves.

"What?!"

His chubby face screamed, "What kind of international joke are you making?"

"Xiao Chen! Don't go too far!"

He was so angry he was trembling.

Yesterday! Just yesterday!

This guy took the guests to the village and taught the older women how to do square dancing.

They managed to get a large amount of ingredients for dinner from the villagers.

This completely ruined the core rule that the production team had carefully designed: labor in exchange for food!

He was so worried about this last night that he couldn't sleep for half the night, thinking about how to plug the loophole in the rules today.

The results of it?

Good guy!

He actually dared to ask the production team for a free lunch today?!

The director refused decisively.

"No! Absolutely not!"

"The show has its rules! All ingredients must be obtained through labor!"

"This is the bottom line!"

Seeing the director's tragic expression, as if he were determined to defend the program's rules to the death, Xiao Chen wasn't annoyed.