Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

As soon as the plane landed at Mohe Airport and the cabin door opened, a blast of visible white, icy air rushed in.

The cabin temperature plummeted, and the film crew members who had been chatting and laughing just moments before all shivered.

"My goodness, is this the welcoming ceremony in Mohe?"

"It's so cold! I feel like my eyebrows are going to freeze!"

Fang Yu was prepared for this, and before getting off the plane, he took out a thick down jacket from his backpack and put it on.

He glanced at Liu Yifei beside him, who was only wearing a camel-colored trench coat, and reminded her:

"It's cold outside, you'd better wear more clothes."

Liu Yifei was taken aback, seemingly not expecting her aloof partner to speak up first.

She glanced at her haute couture trench coat, then at Fang Yu's thick down jacket, and smiled politely.

"Thank you, I'm fine."

For celebrities, image management is ingrained in their very being.

To maintain her elegance in front of the camera, she specifically chose this trench coat, which is both stylish and flattering.

In her opinion, although it was very cold, she could bear it because she was in a car with heating on.

Fang Yu shrugged and said nothing more.

Alright, you'll regret not listening to Northeasterners.

Meanwhile, the other two groups of guests on the "Going Home for the New Year" program also embarked on their journeys.

The program uses live broadcasts from multiple locations to showcase how different celebrities celebrate the Lunar New Year in different regions.

The scene then shifts to Sanya.

Top influencer Hua Yu and his partner Ju Jingyi are driving a convertible sports car along a sunny coconut grove avenue.

Hua Yu wore sunglasses, held the steering wheel with one hand, and tapped the rhythm of the music with the other.

Ju Jingyi, in the passenger seat, kept taking selfies with her phone and then making heart shapes with her hands for the camera.

Handsome men and beautiful women, luxury cars and beautiful scenery—the whole scene looks like a meticulously produced music video.

Wow! Hua Hua looks so handsome! This is the right way to go on vacation!

[A sea-view villa in Sanya! I'm so envious, this is what the life of a celebrity is like!]

This scene is so pleasing to the eye, it's a true visual feast!

Another group of guests enjoyed a New Year's feast prepared by a Michelin-starred chef in a European castle.

They held up their wine glasses, as elegant as medieval nobles.

The live stream chat was filled with praise and longing for a luxurious lifestyle.

Then, the camera cuts back to Fang Yu and Liu Yifei.

In contrast, the style changes drastically.

Upon exiting the airport, there was no nanny van as I had imagined.

A member of the production crew pointed to a rather old bus and said with a smile:

"Teachers, to allow you to experience the theme of 'Returning to Simplicity,' we have prepared local transportation. Please hop on!"

Liu Yifei's smile froze slightly, but she maintained her composure and followed Fang Yu into the car.

Although there was heating in the car, it was only a drop in the ocean compared to the biting cold wind.

The bus swayed along the snowy road for more than an hour before finally stopping at a road intersection in the middle of nowhere.

After the car came to a stop, the director of the filming did not get up. Instead, he took out two black briefcases from under the seat and handed them to Fang Yu with a wicked grin.

"Um, teachers, in order to pursue the ultimate sense of realism and create an immersive Chinese New Year experience, the film crew will not be following you for the rest of the journey."

Liu Yifei was startled and glanced at the vast snowfield outside the window:

"Not going to follow anymore? What about the live stream then?"

The director pointed to the box and specifically instructed:

"The box contains two state-of-the-art smart tracking drones. Once turned on, they can automatically lock onto and film people without requiring human operation."

"But this thing drains the battery quickly, so remember to charge it every night. This is your only camera lens."

Fang Yu took the box, weighed it in his hand, and remained quite calm:

"Okay, so the main strategy is to let it fend for itself, right?"

The director chuckled twice:

"This is called pristine nature."

"We've arrived at Kaoshantun. Have a pleasant journey!"

After saying that, the bus door opened, and the two people and their luggage were unloaded before the bus sped away.

Fang Yu opened the briefcase, and two black drones, each no bigger than a palm, took off with a "buzz" and hovered above the two of them, flashing their red working lights.

At this moment, without the bus providing cover, Liu Yifei froze instantly.

cold!

A chill that seemed to penetrate to the bone instantly enveloped her, a sensation she had never experienced before.

She felt like her blood was freezing, the muscles in her face were completely out of her control, and even her breath felt icy.

Her haute couture trench coat, which would be warm enough in the capital, was as thin as paper here and completely useless.

[My goodness, I can feel the cold even through the screen!]

[Even the most beautiful woman's face is white from the cold! It's heartbreaking to see!]

What kind of lousy production team is this?! How could they dump people in this godforsaken place?!

[Haha, compared to the sunny beaches of Huayu next door, this place is practically a land of exile!]

Fang Yu adapted quite well.

He tightened the collar of his down jacket, took a deep breath, and savored the familiar taste of his hometown.

Fang Yu turned to look at Liu Yifei and found that this fairy-like woman's situation was even worse than he had imagined.

Her cheeks and the tip of her nose were red from the cold, and a fine layer of white frost had even formed on her long eyelashes.

The worst part was that a clear liquid was uncontrollably sliding slowly down her nostrils...

A century-level image crisis!

Liu Yifei clearly realized this as well, and felt so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground.

She instinctively reached out to wipe it, but her fingers were too frozen to obey her commands.

At this moment, all notions of goddess aura and otherworldly detachment were shattered by the minus thirty-degree cold air.

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

[Holy crap! What did I just see?! A fairy has a runny nose?!]

[Ahhh! Move the camera away! Protect our celestial beauty!]

Although I feel sorry for her, why do I feel like laughing? Sorry, goddess!

[Fang Yu, do something already! Are you just going to stand there and watch? That's so ungentlemanly!]

Meanwhile, Liu Yifei's agent, Sister Hong, was so angry when she saw this that she almost broke the tablet computer in her hand.

"What the hell! What kind of lousy program is this?!"

"They left Yifei in the snow?"

"No, I have to call the production team right now!"

"This is a breach of contract! The contract stipulates that the artist's basic comfort must be guaranteed!"

Just when everyone thought Fang Yu would make fun of them or be at a loss for what to do.

A series of loud "putt-putt-putt" sounds came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the snowy field.

The viewers in the live stream were a bit confused. Where did the sound come from in this remote place?

However, Fang Yu was not surprised at all. Instead, he turned around, waved vigorously in the direction the sound came from, and shouted with great force:

"Dad! Did you bring the things?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a vintage blue tractor, billowing black smoke, drove out from around the corner of the snowy road with an air of dominance.

In the driver's seat, a middle-aged man wearing a dog-skin hat was grinning at them.

It was Fang Yu's father, Fang Daqiang.

The tractor stopped in front of the two men.

Fang Daqiang pulled a huge sack from the back of the truck and threw it on the ground with a thud.

"I brought it, it's all inside!"

Fang Yu stepped forward, untied the sack, and took out two... military overcoats.

It was that kind of old-fashioned, heavy green cotton coat, with a camphor ball smell.

What are they trying to do?!

To everyone's astonishment, Fang Yu did something that made his manager, Sister Wang, want to die on the spot.

He took off his black down jacket and tossed it into the tractor's trailer, then deftly put on his tattered military overcoat.

He also turned up his collar, wrapping himself up tightly, leaving only his eyes showing.

Fang Yu let out a long sigh, exhaled a large puff of white breath towards the camera, and said in a serious tone:

"Phew... I'm alive again."

"Remember, in Northeast China, fashion is a burden; survival is the priority."

After saying that, he picked up another military overcoat and walked over to Liu Yifei, who was almost frozen stiff.

Without saying a word, Fang Yu draped the heavy and unfashionable military overcoat over her shoulders.

Before Liu Yifei could react, Fang Yu had already buttoned up her clothes one by one from bottom to top.

Finally, they pulled up a large hat and put it on her, wrapping her up like a tightly sealed "zongzi" (a type of rice dumpling).

The whole process was smooth and seamless, without the slightest hesitation.

Liu Yifei stood frozen in place, her mind blank.

She smelled the scent of sunshine and mothballs mixed on the military overcoat.

It's strange, but it doesn't smell bad.

A thick warmth enveloped her, dispelling the biting cold.

Liu Yifei watched as the man in front of her lowered his head and straightened her uneven collar.

He even casually pulled a pack of tissues from his pocket, took one out, stuffed it into her hand, and whispered:

"Wipe it off."

Liu Yifei then remembered her embarrassing runny nose, and her cheeks instantly burned.

In the live stream, the chat, which had just been criticizing Fang Yu for his lack of manners, suddenly changed its tone.

[Although...why is this scene a little too cheesy? I'm totally smitten!]

[Fang Yu's boyfriend-like qualities are off the charts! No mockery, no hesitation, just the most effective and direct way to solve the problem! This is much more effective than a hundred "drink more hot water" phrases!]

[Waaaaah, at this moment I feel that a military overcoat is the coolest garment in the world! A million times cooler than any haute couture trench coat!]