Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

the next day.

It was early morning.

Mushroom Village, Yinhe County, Yanghai City, Yunnan Province.

In the courtyard of the Mushroom House.

Bright sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on the wooden table in the pavilion.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was very oppressive.

The relaxed and carefree slow-paced atmosphere of the past is completely gone.

Teacher He was holding a long-handled bamboo broom.

Slowly sweeping the withered yellow leaves in the corner of the yard.

The rustling sound of the broom scraping the ground echoed in the courtyard.

I wasn't really in the mood to work.

His gaze kept drifting towards the direction of the courtyard gate.

Teacher Huang moved a small stool and sat down next to the well.

There was a red plastic basin in front of me.

Several bright green bok choy were soaking in the basin.

He reached out and plucked a leaf from the vegetable, then shook it a couple of times in the water.

The movements appeared mechanical.

Pengpeng and his sister sat on a bench under the pavilion.

The two remained silent.

Pengpeng was holding a stick of firewood in his hand, unconsciously scratching at the muddy ground.

The younger sister hugged her knees, staring blankly at the distant, rolling mountains.

The air became quiet.

Since yesterday, when director Wang Yuzheng was taken away by several uniformed staff members.

The entire production team was brought to a standstill.

Online live streaming channels have also been temporarily shut down.

Although the regular guests were not taken away for questioning.

However, they were also required to stay inside the mushroom house and not leave the village area at will.

Although no one revealed any specific details of the case to them.

But everyone knows the truth.

The fact that Lao Wang was summoned for questioning this time is definitely related to Li Mo'an.

After all, they had witnessed firsthand the strange attributes that young man possessed.

Teacher Huang tossed the washed cabbage into the basket next to her.

After shaking the water droplets off his hands, he casually grabbed the towel draped over his shoulder and wiped his hands.

Then, he stood up and walked to the pavilion to sit down.

"Will Wang Yuzheng and Lao Wang get into any trouble?"

Teacher Huang sighed, her voice filled with worry.

Upon hearing this...

Teacher He also stopped sweeping.

He walked over with a broom and found an empty seat opposite Teacher Huang.

"Nothing serious should happen."

Teacher He said softly, trying to comfort his old friend.

"They just called Lao Wang over to inquire about the procedures."

"After all, he is the person in charge of the program."

Pengpeng looked up and interjected.

"But Teacher He, this has been going on for too long."

"It's been a whole day, and I still can't get through on the phone."

"I checked Weibo last night, and the trending topics were all going crazy."

As he spoke, he took out his phone from his pocket.

"A national-level ban suddenly appeared online."

"It's said that celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry are prohibited from arranging fights with others."

"Netizens are all guessing that this must be the work of Mo'an."

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The younger sister nodded in agreement.

He whispered, "Mo'an usually seems calm and doesn't seem like the type to like fighting."

Upon hearing this, Teacher Huang's lips twitched.

I was speechless.

He was internally ranting and raving.

"He doesn't seem like someone who likes to fight."

"But he likes digging for bombs!"

"He even dared to knock on the solid wood door of the nuclear counterattack unit!"

Compared to these outrageous things, a fight is child's play!

He felt his blood pressure rising.

I picked up the herbal tea on the table and took a big gulp.

"You all shouldn't worry about him."

Teacher Huang put down his teacup and raised his voice a little.

"This kid is a walking troublemaker."

"Our program originally focused on a slow, idyllic pastoral pace."

"As a result, his arrival turned the channel into a legal education channel and a bomb disposal frontline."

"I'm really afraid that one day, we'll be eating in the yard and something dangerous will fall down on our heads."

Everyone was at a loss for words after hearing this complaint.

Because that is indeed the case.

Just as the group was sighing and lamenting...

The roar of a car engine came from outside the yard.

The sound of wheels rolling over the gravel road grew closer and closer.

Finally, it stopped outside the gate of the Mushroom House.

I heard a noise.

The four people in the courtyard perked up.

Teacher He quickly leaned the broom against the pillar.

Teacher Huang also stood up from the stool.

Everyone rushed over to greet them.

He walked quickly to the courtyard gate.

The gate was wide open.

A black minivan was parked on the side of the dirt road.

The passenger door was pushed open.

Wang Yu stepped out of the car with heavy steps.

She had dark circles under her eyes.

Her hair was also a bit messy.

He looked exhausted.

Seeing my old friend return safely.

A smile immediately appeared on Teacher Huang's face.

He quickly stepped forward and asked with a concerned expression:

"Are you alright?"

Wang Yu stopped walking.

Looking at the several regular guests who came out to greet us.

He shook his head, his voice hoarse, and said:

"It's nothing, just a brief talk."

Upon hearing this...

Teacher Huang quickly analyzed the current situation in his mind.

Old Wang returned unharmed.

This indicates that the production team was not significantly affected.

His cheap apprentice, Li Mo'an, is not present at the scene.

Teacher Huang felt that the plague had gone, and the weight that had been pressing on her chest for several days was finally lifted.

He let out a long breath.

I felt completely relaxed.

He walked up and patted Wang Yuzheng on the shoulder.

He said in a relieved tone:

"Old Wang, don't overthink it."

"This time, you're only doing it because of that kid Li Mo'an."

"Who knew he'd be able to cause so much trouble this time?"

"But didn't I hear he's already back in Shanghai?"

"Moreover, it seems Yang Mi even got him a role in a drama."

"That way, this kid can't get involved with us."

The more I talked, the happier I became.

The smile on his face grew wider and wider.

His words completely disregarded the bond between master and disciple.

The other party is really good at causing trouble.

Just like this time, this guy even got the relevant departments to issue a new ban on the domestic entertainment industry.

This ability to cause trouble is truly unprecedented.

"It's good to go to Shanghai."

Teacher Huang continued, her tone filled with relief.

"Let him focus on filming on set."

"There are too many people and too many eyes over there, so he can't possibly dig up any more trouble."

"Our Mushroom House can finally be quiet again."

He talked on and on.

They didn't notice.

Wang Yuzheng, who was standing in front of him, had a very strange expression on his face.

Then, his face turned bitter.

See here.

Teacher Huang was puzzled.

Seeing his old friend's expression, he frowned.

They wanted to continue talking and ask the other person what was wrong.

At this time.

The back door of the black minivan was open.

There was some movement.

A foot wearing a white sneaker stepped onto the pedal.

Then, Li Mo'an, wearing sunglasses, came downstairs.

The early summer breeze rustled the hem of my clothes.

Standing next to the car.

He raised his right hand and pulled down the sunglasses that were perched on his nose.

Those clear eyes were revealed.

Looking at Teacher Huang standing not far away.

His handsome face remained impassive and calm.

Li Mo'an spoke up.

"Master, what did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly."