Chapter 12
The live variety show, Life Under the Starlight, after experiencing a non-celebrity guest falling ill and shutting down the broadcast, the top celebrity’s fans cyberbullying the non-celebrity, and all guest live streams being forced to shut down, finally took action.
First, Qi Nanhuai’s manager posted on Weibo to clarify, apologizing for the delay in the broadcast and stating that they had actively contacted the production team and would reflect on their actions.
Subsequently, the non-celebrity guest’s newly registered Weibo account also reposted this message.
The show’s official Weibo account then quickly confirmed the time, stating that a make-up recording would be held at the guests’ homes tonight, featuring a half-hour interactive Q&A live stream.
Questions from the netizens’ comments would be selected on the spot for the guests to answer.
Netizens had thought this incident would blow up into a huge, bloody battle that wouldn’t end without a “fierce fight.”
But it ended so abruptly, leaving the netizens somewhat bewildered.
[I won’t comment on the character of a certain top celebrity’s fans, but what’s strange to me is that Qi Nanhuai doesn’t seem like a particularly magnanimous person. How did he suddenly step up and admit his mistake?]
[You guys will never guess! My aunt’s cousin’s partner is on the production team, and she said it was a certain young master who stepped in and put Qi Nanhuai in his place!]
[Is the news from the person above reliable? The second young master Shen or the eldest young master Shen? Why would he inexplicably help a non-celebrity guest?]
[I heard that too. It seems the second young master Shen was very dissatisfied with Qi Nanhuai affecting the filming progress, so he warned him.]
The gap between the non-celebrity guest group and the celebrity guest group on this variety show was very large. The production team had little say and didn’t dare to easily offend Qi Nanhuai.
If the Shen family hadn’t been involved, the show’s reputation would likely have been ruined after a period of chaos.
Forget about becoming a minor hit; even continuing the recording normally would have been a problem.
But now, after being warned, Qi Nanhuai immediately posted on Weibo to admit his mistake. The other celebrity, the film empress, was also a very sensible person and quickly reposted the production team’s Weibo post to show her stance.
They were just minor celebrities; they couldn’t afford to provoke a powerhouse like the Shen family.
A storm that had just begun was swiftly quelled.
Shen Jinfeng stood in his office, handing a tissue to the little one whose eyes were misty and watery.
“Stop crying. I’ve already spoken with the production team. There will be a make-up live stream tonight.”
Shen Tiantian, who had just had a good cry, used the tissue to wipe the glistening tears from his eyelashes. Upon hearing this, his little nose twitched, and he quickly looked up.
His eyes were filled with disbelief, wide and round with surprise.
“A live stream tonight?”
Shen Jinfeng nodded, folded his arms, and sat down on the sofa opposite him, crossing his legs and letting out a soft hmph.
“Do you know how much effort I put in to get the production team to do a make-up live stream? And I even got my chin rammed by an ungrateful little brat. What an injustice.”
The ungrateful little brat, Shen Tiantian, rubbed his nose sheepishly. His bright, watery eyes curved, and he couldn’t help but smile.
“I’m not an ungrateful cub. I’ll take care of big brother when he’s old.”
Shen Tiantian trotted over to the sofa, hugged Shen Jinfeng’s leg, and swayed it twice, looking up at him with an expectant little face.
“Does it hurt, big brother? I’ll bwow on it.”
The little cub, who couldn’t even pronounce “blow” clearly, tilted his head. His little expression was no longer as wronged as before, his bright little eyes filled with a desire to please.
Shen Jinfeng was truly impressed.
He pinched the nose of the little cub who was trying to curry favor and couldn’t help but laugh, shaking his head.
“Forget it. I get hit once a day. I wouldn’t dare let you blow on it. Just try to give me less trouble from now on.”
Shen Jinfeng no longer expected Shen Tiantian to be particularly good to him; he just hoped this little fool wouldn’t suddenly kick him again.
Don’t be fooled by Shen Tiantian’s small size; his kicks really hurt!
Shen Tiantian hugged his brother’s leg, used his hands and feet to climb into his lap, and giggled secretly, covering his mouth, his face filled with joy.
“I’m very well-behaved. Mommy said before that I’m a super good wittle fwiend.”
Shen Tiantian rarely mentioned his mother, afraid that his heart would ache and his eyes would hurt from crying, so he tried to avoid bringing her up.
Shen Jinfeng’s own mother was still alive.
But it was no different from being dead.
Shen Jinfeng used a tissue to wipe away Shen Tiantian’s tears and snot, frowning slightly. He let out a sound of disgust and threw the tissue into the trash can.
“Get off me, quick. This suit was just made. Today is the first day I’m wearing it.”
Seeing that his brother wasn’t angry, Shen Tiantian giggled foolishly for a while, then climbed to a corner of the sofa and slid down, sticking his little bottom out.
Shen Jinfeng couldn’t make it back for the evening recording. He had invested a sum of money into the show and still had to calculate the cost of the live-streaming app with the budget department, so he had the driver, Uncle Wu, take Shen Tiantian back.
Shen Tiantian had to do the live stream alone tonight.
He was nervous and excited. He even ate a few bites less for dinner, making his round, milky cheeks look a little thin.
He paced back and forth in the living room with his little hands behind his back. Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly ran to the toy room on the second floor and dragged out a box of new toys that Shen Yuanchuan had bought for him.
Shen Tiantian wanted to introduce his new toys to everyone, but after looking at the plush toy in his hand and then at the electric car at his feet, he threw the toys aside.
“The toys are ugly and not good-looking.”
He was a looks-supremacist; he wouldn’t bring ugly toys on the show!
Shen Tiantian agonized over it. The production crew had already come and set up the equipment for the live broadcast, but he still hadn’t decided what to say to everyone during the stream.
To show the importance they placed on Shen Tiantian’s group of guests, the assistant director was now fully in charge of all matters concerning their group.
It was worth noting that for the other guests, even the celebrity groups, only an assistant was sent to handle miscellaneous tasks.
When Shen Tiantian saw the familiar assistant director uncle arrive, he quickly sat down in front of the simple backdrop that had been set up. His little hands were placed properly on the table in front of him, his posture even more obedient than a primary school student’s.
“Uncle, has it started?”
The assistant director nodded, took out a cue card, and helped guide the process.
“It’s already started. Several thousand people have already flooded in. Shen Jinfeng isn’t here tonight, so if you have any questions, you can ask Tiantian directly.”
“Tiantian will tell everyone what he can.”
Tiantian nodded his little head vigorously. The stubborn tuft of hair that had been sticking up from his afternoon nap was still standing tall on his head, bobbing up and down with his movements.
“That’s right, I’ll tell everyone.”
Tiantian had changed his clothes again. He was wearing a green plush set, and with a small decorative backpack that looked like a turtle shell, he resembled a cute little figurine sitting there.
[Wow! It’s Tiantian!]
[Yay, yay, we don’t have to watch Shen Jinfeng’s boring work routine anymore. I’m gonna hug my cub and give him a big smooch!]
[Can it be an eating broadcast tonight? I want to watch Tiantian eat, it’s so satisfying!]
The assistant director helped filter the questions, found two that were appropriate, and spoke from behind the camera:
“Tiantian, what did you have for lunch and dinner? Can you share with everyone?”
Shen Tiantian’s little expression was quite serious. He pressed his lips together and nodded earnestly.
Counting on his little fingers, he listed them one by one:
“For lunch, I had salty meat, and very long, long green vegetables. The rice was yellow and black. Auntie Mu-Mu said it was coarse grains, and it’s healthy for baby to eat.”
“There was also very sweet pudding. I ate half, but Auntie Mu-Mu said I would get cavities and took it away from baby.”
“For dinner, I had sour tomato noodles. They were hard to bite. I don’t like them. I want to eat very, very soft noodles.”
The chef had carefully prepared a nutritious children’s meal for Shen Tiantian with many varieties, but Shen Tiantian liked to mix everything in his bowl and eat it in one bite, so he couldn’t tell what the other unidentifiable foods were.
Shen Tiantian had the potential to be a little chatterbox. Once someone started a topic, he would open his little mouth and chatter on and on.
After counting on his short fingers, Shen Tiantian chattered in his milky voice for a long while. When he finally ran out of things to say, he stopped, his mouth dry.
Most of the netizens who came to his live stream were “mommy fans” and “older sister fans,” and they were completely smitten by his cuteness.
[So obedient! The baby fat on his cheeks jiggles when he talks. I really want to take a bite!]
[Baby really ate his meals properly, that’s great!]
[Why is Tiantian doing the live stream alone? Where’s his family?]
The other guests all appeared with their parents. To show their commitment to the show, the non-celebrity group even had the whole family on screen this time, answering questions together in the live stream.
Seeing the netizens’ confusion, the assistant director helped to explain again:
“Tiantian’s brothers are all at the company, and his father is also very busy and couldn’t make it back tonight.”
Shen Tiantian also nodded his little head and hummed in agreement.
“Daddy and big brothers are very, very busy. I’m doing the live stream by mysewf.”
A few conspiracy theorists in the comment section scoffed and quickly fired off comments.
[Looks like there’s a conflict. I told you there are a lot of twists and turns in wealthy families!]
[Absolutely! His brothers are busy fighting for power and have no time for this little tyke!]
[Even Shen Yuanchuan isn’t showing his face. Tsk, tsk, it seems this youngest son, Shen Tiantian, isn’t favored either!]
Some netizens who were resentful of the rich became incredibly sour and quickly posted comments, instantly turning the originally peaceful and warm comment section into a mess.
A few fans who liked Tiantian started arguing with them, but the more they argued, the more worked up the other side got. For a moment, the comment section was completely unreadable.
The assistant director was monitoring the comments in real-time. When he saw the comments posted by this group of anti-fans, he was so angry he almost fainted.
“Delete them all first. If this happens again in the future, just delete and ban them!”
It’s a good thing Shen Jinfeng isn’t here, the assistant director thought, otherwise, who knows how many times he would have sneered and glared at me.
But before the comments could be deleted, there was a knock on the door.
“Is someone in here?”
Shen Tiantian recognized the voice. It was Shen Xiuze.
The room being used for the live broadcast was one of the reception rooms on the first floor. Shen Xiuze would occasionally come here for tea, and his set of Zisha teaware was still on the coffee table.
Tiantian quickly jumped down and ran to open the door.
“Big brother, I’m doing a live recording.”
Shen Tiantian now understood the difference between a live broadcast and being on TV. He pointed to the staff in the room and looked up at Shen Xiuze.
Shen Xiuze had just returned from the company. His face seemed to be coated with the frost of the night, his features cold and expressionless as he looked up at the staff filling the room.
He hadn’t had a chance to take off his formal suit jacket and was unwittingly brought into the live broadcast frame by the cameraman.
