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

The production crew's bus was still parked at the village entrance.

The car doors were closed. Xia Ziyi and Xu Anan had returned early and were sitting in the front window seats.

Xia Ziyi leaned her head on Xu Anan's shoulder, her eyes half-closed, looking a little sleepy. Xu Anan remained quiet, holding a bottle of water in her hands.

What did Sister Xia and Nan Nan do today? They seem so peaceful and content.

Their task was easy: helping an elderly woman sort seafood, working while sitting in the shade.

That's pretty good. The ones in the back row, however, are in a worse situation.

Yan Lei slumped in his seat, his face still sallow, looking like a puddle of asphalt melted by the sun. His trouser legs were covered in mud, and it was unclear how he got it.

Shen Han was separated from Yan Lei by an aisle, and his condition was no less than Yan Lei's.

His usual sophisticated demeanor was completely gone—his trousers were rolled up above his knees, revealing a scar on his knee, his clothes were covered in mud, and a stiff professional smile hung on his pale face.

But his eyes were vacant, as if he had been gone for a while.

[Hahahaha, what's going on with these two? They look like they've ascended to heaven but are just empty shells.]

[This is hilarious! This afternoon, Teacher Yan was mending a fishing net when her leg got tangled in it. Shen Han tried to help, but ended up getting tangled in too.]

The two young talents were entangled in the fishing net for several minutes, becoming increasingly complicated. Finally, the fisherman, having exhausted all other options, cut the net to release them.

Later, perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, they volunteered to help repair the roof of the seaweed house. However, Shen Han slipped while climbing the ladder and fell flat on his face.

All I can say is that the two of them really helped the fishermen a lot; whether it was right-side up or upside down, that's none of your business.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the car, and everyone's eyes turned to the car door.

Cheng Che carried a bag in each hand, one filled with drinks and the other with figs, looking like he was returning home with a full load.

Tian Xiwei was similar, carrying a large bag of dried goods in her arms, chatting and laughing with Cheng Che all the way, her eyes crinkling with joy.

The two of them were clean and tidy, and their faces showed no signs of fatigue. They didn't look like they had just finished a day's work; instead, they looked like they had just returned from visiting relatives and had been given a bunch of New Year's gifts by their elders.

This formed a stark contrast with the two people in the back row.

There was a two-second silence in the car.

"You guys... you're robbing a convenience store?" Xia Ziyi perked up at the sight, her eyes widening in surprise.

Xu Anan, who was standing next to her, also cast a strange look at her.

"No, no." Tian Xiwei smiled and shook her head, putting the bag on her seat. "It was given to us by Grandpa Xie—the villager we helped today."

"The old man was very kind. He treated us to a big meal that night, and before he left, he gave us so many things to eat while we were recording the show."

Tian Xiwei smiled broadly, clearly very satisfied with her experience that day.

The carriage was quiet for two seconds.

Shen Han looked down at the scar on his knee, then at the bags Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei were carrying. His smile faltered, and he felt a surge of sadness wash over him.

Yan Lei silently unscrewed the thermos, swallowed another mouthful of hot water, as if he were swallowing something unbearable—if he had a choice, he wished the cup was filled with bitter wine at this moment!

[I followed Xiaotian's live stream all day. For dinner, they had lobster and abalone, and sea cucumber rice, ordered from an old man's takeout.]

【Is this vocabulary from the show "Wandering Diary"? I don't understand it at all.】

[The contrast between 666 and 666 is too stark; even the warm-hearted guy seemed about to cry after hearing it.]

[If you weren't in Xiaotian Chengche's live stream today, I suggest you hurry up and search for the replay online. You'll regret it if you don't watch it!]

Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei distributed drinks and figs to the people in the car, and then Wang Zheng had his assistant distribute the 100 yuan bonus to everyone for the day.

"Thank you all for your hard work today." Wang Zheng unusually refrained from further joking around. "It's getting late, everyone should rest. We still have a while to drive back to the villa."

After he finished speaking, he sat down in the front row, and the carriage gradually quieted down.

Cheng Che leaned against the window, his head resting against the glass, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards the distant sea.

Tian Xiwei sat in the row in front of him, also leaning against the window, looking down at her phone.

The screen light shone on her face as she slowly swiped her finger across the trending topics list.

Unsurprisingly, topics related to today's program once again dominated several trending topics.

She, Cheng Che, and Uncle Xie are all currently on the list, and their popularity is still rising at a considerable rate.

Among them, the one with the strongest upward momentum is:

#Cheng Che's "Fireworks Fade Easily"#

Clicking on it, the first thing you see is a screen recording of the live broadcast: in the dimly lit courtyard, Cheng Che sits under a fig tree playing the erhu, the music and singing blending together.

The number of likes, comments, and shares increases every time the page is refreshed.

This trending topic hasn't made it into the top ten yet, but at this rate of increase, it's only a matter of time before it does.

She locked her phone screen, turned around, leaned against the back of her chair, and whispered, "You're trending again."

Cheng Che glanced at her, and like a master of internal strength, said calmly, "I'm already used to it."

Tian Xiwei chuckled softly, but didn't refute him.

"Fireworks Fade Easily" should be trending in the top ten on social media very soon," she added, lowering her voice even further. "This song is really good."

"You sing very well too."

After saying that, without waiting for Cheng Che's reply, she turned her face back, leaned against the window again, closed her eyes, and looked like she was saying, "I'm already asleep, don't talk to me anymore."

【What does "Fireworks fade easily" mean? Can someone explain it?】

[This is a song written by Cheng Che himself. If you don't understand it, go search for it and listen to the replay. I've been listening to it on repeat ever since, I can't get enough of it!]

[How come these two got so much better all of a day later?]

[I don't understand why Cheng Tian is in trouble... Anyway, after today, I'll bow down to these two as a sign of respect!]

[Oda's fans will arrive in three seconds.]

[I'm a fan of Oda, and I'm already thinking about what a couple's name should be (thinking face).]

The bus drove smoothly along the coastal highway, its headlights cutting through the night, and the salt fields on both sides of the road shimmered silvery-white in the moonlight.

Cheng Che smiled, leaned against the window, and closed his eyes.