My cousin asked me to go to Wuha, and Hanikezi stuck to me.

Hanikezi, wearing white strappy high heels and lifting her skirt, walked step by step towards the crowd.

The morning sea breeze tousled her long hair.

Dozens of cameras followed her every step, and the entire staff held their breath. This level of visual impact would be an absolute game-changer in any variety show.

"Good morning, Brother Chao, Brother Luhan, Brother He!"

She stopped, bowed slightly, and spoke in a clear, crisp voice.

Deng Chao immediately went to greet him, adopting the demeanor of an older brother.

"Oh my, our flying fairy has arrived," Deng Chao joked with a laugh. "Her appearance makes us old hags look even more pathetic."

Lu Han clapped along from the side.

"Brother Chao, if you remove the word 'men,' only you and Brother He will look bad." Lu Han added mercilessly.

Hanikezi covered her mouth and chuckled when she heard Lu Han's words.

Her gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on Chen He, or rather, on the man behind Chen He who was half a head taller.

Chen He keenly noticed Hanikezi's gaze.

He immediately and subtly moved half a step to the side.

He tried to use his broad back to block Chen Yi.

He knows his cousin all too well.

Who knows what shocking things might come out of that mouth once it opens?

If he were to offend this popular young actress, Old Wang would definitely skin him alive on the spot.

"Brother He, you're blocking the people behind you." Hanikezi tilted her head and leaned half her body out.

Chen He chuckled twice.

Forced to give way.

"This is my cousin, Chen Yi," Chen He introduced, forcing a smile. "He's here to help out at the last minute."

Chen He turned and glared at Chen Yi.

Lower your voice.

"An amateur, never recorded a show before, not very good at speaking." Chen He emphasized these words.

The warning is quite strong.

Hanikezi looked Chen Yi up and down.

Chen Yi stood still.

Meeting her gaze.

He neither backed down nor dodged.

The system's camera presence allowed him to maintain his perfect posture.

"Hello, my name is Hanikezi." She extended her hand. "Are you Chen He's cousin?"

Chen Yi extended his hand.

I gently squeezed her fingertips.

Instantly separate.

"Chen Yi," he said, giving his name.

"You're so handsome!" Hanikezi's eyes lit up, and she went straight for the point.

The surrounding staff gasped in shock.

A popular female celebrity publicly praised an ordinary person for being handsome.

If this were broadcast, the comments section would absolutely explode.

Chen He's face turned green.

He desperately tried to signal to Chen Yi to be more humble.

Chen Yi didn't even glance at Chen He.

"Thank you," Chen Yi said calmly. "Your statement proves a scientific theory once again."

"What theory?" Hanikezi asked curiously.

"Our family's dominant gene is indeed good-looking." Chen Yi pointed to Chen He next to him, "My brother is just an exception, a product of genetic mutation."

Deng Chao spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk.

Lu Han laughed so hard he squatted down on the ground.

Hanikezi paused for a second.

He then clutched his stomach and doubled over with laughter.

"You're so funny!" She laughed until tears almost came to her eyes.

Chen He was so angry he jumped up and down.

"Chen Yi! If you keep using me as a stepping stone, believe me, I'll deduct your appearance fee!" Chen He roared.

Chen Yi spread his hands.

"The contract says 20,000, but you deduct one yuan, so I'm going on strike."

In my mind, a mechanical, emotionless voice echoed.

"Ding!"

"Emotional fluctuations detected in the target person."

"Initial affinity level: 55 (Friendly)"

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow.

This system can even measure favorability.

On the other side of the venue.

Old Wang used a walkie-talkie to coordinate the preparations of various departments.

"Lighting crew, raise the sunshades a bit higher!" Old Wang's voice echoed across the field. "Microphones, get on track!"

Several guests were taken to a rest area under a parasol to touch up their makeup.

Folding chairs were lined up in a row.

Chen He pulled Chen Yi along and headed straight for the two seats at the very edge.

"You better behave yourself later," Chen He warned in a low voice as he walked away. "Speak less and smile more."

Chen Yi hadn't had a chance to answer yet.

Hanikezi had already walked up to them.

She pulled out the chair next to Chen He and sat down.

He casually patted the empty seat on the other side of himself.

"Chen Yi, please sit here," she said.

Chen He's eyes widened in surprise.

"Honey, he's just an ordinary person, he can sit on the side," Chen He tried to salvage the situation.

"It's okay, we're all partners." Hanikezi looked up at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi bypassed Chen He.

He sat down calmly.

The makeup artist came over with a powder puff and touched up Hanikezi's makeup.

Hanikezi obediently closed her eyes.

But their mouths were never idle.

"Your outfit is quite unique," she said with her eyes closed, pointing to Chen Yi's fluorescent green tracksuit.

"The sponsor's taste." Chen Yi glanced down at it. "Wearing this, I feel like I could direct traffic anytime."

Hanikezi burst out laughing.

I almost rubbed the makeup artist's powder puff off.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," she quickly apologized to the makeup artist.

Then he opened his eyes and looked at Chen Yi.

"Don't you usually watch variety shows?" she asked, with a slight Xinjiang accent.

"I won't look," Chen Yi replied.

"So what do you usually do? Play video games?"

"Getting ready to work at an internet company."

"A programmer?" Hanikezi's eyes widened. "Will you go bald in the future?"

Chen He, listening nearby, broke out in a cold sweat.

The conversation was getting increasingly dangerous.

"Honey, ignore him, he's really boring," Chen He interrupted forcefully.

"Brother He, don't interrupt." Hanikezi waved her hand, continuing to stare at Chen Yi. "Is this your first time recording a show? Are you nervous?"

"I'm not nervous," Chen Yi replied.

"Really? My legs went weak the first time I faced so many cameras." She lowered her voice and leaned closer. "Are you faking it?"

Chen Yi turned his head.

Look into her eyes.

They are very close.

He could even see her long eyelashes.

"I only take a 20,000 yuan appearance fee," Chen Yi said seriously. "This salary is not enough to make me feel nervous."

Hanikezi was amused again.

She discovered that this ordinary person was unlike any other person she had ever met in the industry.

There was no flattery.

There was no attempt to please.

Every word exudes a sense of confident and clear-headedness.

"Did you think I looked good when I came on stage?" she suddenly asked a very damaging question.

Chen He was coughing violently next to him.

They attempted to send a retreat signal to Chen Yi.

Chen Yi remained unfazed.

"It looks good," Chen Yi commented.

Hanikezi was about to reveal a smug smile.

"But the skirt is too long, and you stepped on it twice when you got out of the car," Chen Yi continued. "If it were flat ground, it would be fine, but if you were running on the beach, there's an 80% chance you'd fall."

Hanikezi was stunned.

She glanced down at the hem of her skirt.

She did step on it.

They simply pretended nothing had happened and covered it up.

This man even noticed such a detail.

She found herself completely unable to connect with the man's train of thought.

In Chen Yi's mind, the system panel flashed again.

"Ding!"

"Variety show perception triggered".

"Current interaction mode assessment: Excellent."

"The natural chatterbox nature contrasts sharply with the host's sharp-tongued rationality, resulting in a 90% retention rate in the entire episode."

Chen Yi looked away.

Looking at the busy staff in front of me.

This job seems easier than I expected.

far away.

Old Wang and the assistant director were talking in hushed tones.

"Director Wang, how was that amateur's performance?" the assistant director asked.

"Unexpected." Old Wang looked towards the rest area. "He wasn't stage-frightened, caught up in jokes quickly, and had an air of nonchalant ease."

"Should we stick to the original group assignments later?" The assistant director hesitated. "We were originally going to have Zhang Ziming mentor Hani Kezi. Now that we've switched to non-celebrity participants, I'm worried Hani's fans might object."

Old Wang touched the stubble on his chin.

"Let him go," Old Wang decided. "Audiences are tired of celebrities praising each other. This kind of drama about ordinary people reforming the workplace is sure to be a hit."

Old Wang held up a megaphone.

He strode to the front of the rest area.

He glanced at Chen Yi.

She glanced again at Hanikezi, who was laughing hysterically.

"Attention, all departments!" Old Wang shouted.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Dozens of cameras simultaneously lit up their red lights.

The photographer quickly moved to a new position.

The camera was pointed at several guests.

Old Wang held the process card.

He cleared his throat.

Director Lao Wang announced that recording would begin immediately.

The first segment today is a test of teamwork.

The task needs to be completed in pairs.

Due to the limited number of guests.

Chen Yi and Hanikezi were assigned to the same group.

The gears of fate have begun to turn.