I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

"What if I have claustrophobia and faint here?" Cheng Che looked up at the camera, knowing that the production crew was definitely hiding in some dark corner "spying" on him.

"Will your production team compensate me for emotional distress?" he asked.

"Does Teacher Cheng Che dislike being in confined spaces?"

A distinctly altered sound emanated from the recessed speakers hidden in the ceiling.

"I don't know either..." Cheng Che answered halfway, then suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head and remained silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, he raised his hand to cover his chest, staggered a few steps, and struggled to hold onto the wall to avoid falling to the ground.

Then, he hunched over and slowly squatted down.

The person looked like someone suffering from severe claustrophobia who was experiencing a dizzying episode in a confined space.

Ok?

and many more……

Claustrophobia attack?

The entire production team, who were sitting backstage closely watching the live broadcast, suddenly changed their expressions.

Howl!

【Hey, don't mess around, Che-ge!】

[Does Che Ge have claustrophobia? Is this a real condition?]

[...However, I have a feeling that Che-ge is faking it?]

[Perception may not actually require perception.]

Just as the production team was on the verge of exploding with anxiety and was about to rush into the passage to rescue the person, Cheng Che suddenly steadied himself and let go of the wall.

"Excuse me, my shoelace is untied. Let me tie it."

As he spoke, he squatted down steadily without swaying and tied his shoelaces into a perfect bow.

"Alright, you can continue." He stood up, stamped his foot, and looked at the camera.

The directing team: "..."

Sitting backstage, the chief director, Mr. Li, watched Cheng Che's smooth and skillful operation and was speechless for a moment, but also pleasantly surprised.

Old Wang wasn't lying to him. Cheng Che really has a lot of ideas. They've only been recording for a minute, and he's already started messing around.

That's great! I, Lao Li, love this kind of player!

I knew it...

All I can say is that anyone who could be fooled by Zero is incredibly naive.

[Che-ge's acting skills have reached their peak; it's true that there are no limits to how bad people can go when it comes to executing evil ideas.]

"Teacher Cheng Che, you are now in a difficult passage." The voice of an unknown staff member continued to come from the ceiling. "According to the rules, you need to answer one question to leave here."

"Is this a very pointed question?" Cheng Che raised his hand and asked.

"Don't worry, that won't happen."

Cheng Che lowered his head.

"Why did you choose to participate in the recording of 'Voice of Creation'?" the voice asked.

"I don't know," Cheng Che shrugged. "Old Wang next door said I'd come if you paid me."

"...Isn't there some other reason? Like, for your fans?" the voice prompted.

"Oh, I see." Cheng Che understood.

"Of course there are!" His eyes were bright, and his face was full of sincerity.

[Book fans, speak up! Can you get this kind of favoritism from Che-ge? It's hilarious!]

[These little book fans are ridiculous! Do they really think you're the main heroine?]

"Well... but the main reason is because you guys paid me," he added. "Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have come."

You definitely can't do it without money!

[Hey, this is what fandom fans are saying! Once a concubine, always a concubine!]

Pick it up, pick up your nose! I'll make you pick up your nose!

"...Please follow the arrows on the ground to leave the passage," the voice from the ceiling said.

"Okay."

Cheng Che pushed open the door hidden in the wall and walked into the warm white-toned assembly hall.

Bright lights shone overhead, and eight chairs were placed in the center of the hall, facing a huge screen.

The image on the large screen clearly showed the empty, predicament-ridden passage.

A microphone was placed on the chair.

"Since you are the first to arrive at the assembly hall, you are free to ask any questions to the next guest who will later enter the challenge passage."

"He needs to answer your questions before he can leave."

"...Any questions are fine?" Cheng Che asked.

"As long as it doesn't violate public order, good morals, or the law."

"I'm so sorry!" Cheng Che laughed happily.

He turned his gaze to the large screen in front of him.

The door at the entrance of the passage was pushed open, and a boy walked in, who looked rather simple and honest.

"Is philosophy just about recording enemy points?" Henry Lau looked around. "What should I be doing now?"

[The second one is Da Hua, the only two people in the "Random Notes" collection who learned to sing.]

Is Dahua here to be funny on a variety show again?

[Henry Lau: Bring your lawyer and your stupid online comments to the court hearing.]

yeah?

Upon seeing the person's face, Cheng Che was taken aback.

The second one is Da Hua, what a coincidence—the old acquaintance he had mentioned to Tian Xiwei before was none other than Liu Xianhua.

He then grinned.

Since they are old acquaintances, there's no need to worry about your questions offending them.

"Hello, Liu Xianhua, I'm a staff member from the program team." Cheng Che picked up the microphone, his voice automatically distorted.

"Oh? Staff?" Henry Lau looked up blankly, unsuspecting. "Hey, what do I need to do now?"

"The passage you are currently in is called the 'Stronger Passage.' As the name suggests, you can only leave after completing the challenge of the strong and obtaining the strong's certification." Cheng Che said without changing his expression.

"The Strongest Path?" Liu Xianhua was taken aback.

What a cool name! Isn't this tailor-made for him?!

He perked up, straightened his back, and shouted with full force, "I will definitely pass the challenge!"

"Okay." Cheng Che thought he looked very energetic. "Your challenge is to answer one question."

"Let Mom come over here!"

"We all know you have two close friends in the industry, Xia Ziyi and Xu Anan," Cheng Che said.

Upon hearing this, Henry Lau couldn't suppress a smile and nodded smugly at the camera.

No seats available!

Ziyi and Nannan are both his good friends!

"So, if Xia Ziyi and Xu Anan both fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?" Cheng Che asked.

"Of course I will save him..." Liu Xianhua said, then suddenly stopped, as if an invisible hand had grabbed his throat.

If they both fall into the water... who should you save?

At that moment, his brain began to work at lightning speed.

Half a minute later.

"The strong will save both of them, of course!" Henry Lau smiled confidently, offering what he considered the perfect solution.

"No." Cheng Che said coldly and ruthlessly, "There's not enough time. You can only save one person at most."

Henry Lau's smile froze instantly: "Only... only one can be saved?"

"Yes, we can only save one."

Henry Lau lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, his eyebrows almost furrowed together, as if he were pondering a problem as difficult as splitting an atom with his bare hands.

Finally, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said resolutely, with the tone of a warrior cutting off his own arm:

"I choose to save... Ziyi!"

After saying all this, he was so exhausted that he almost collapsed to the ground.

"Clap clap clap." Cheng Che clapped repeatedly. "Very good."

After hearing this, Henry Lau was about to ask if he had passed the level and if he could get the Strongest Certification.

Then--

"Dahua, I heard you."

A gentle voice rang out in the corridor.

Henry Lau froze on the spot.