I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

After lunch, the city tour ended, and the crew returned to the hotel.

Originally, there was supposed to be a third quarter-final match on the second night.

The production team had even given advance notice.

"World Cup Quarterfinals, Third Match!"

"Shen Ling'er watched the third match live!"

"Will Teacher Ling'er still be able to predict the outcome of the match?"

The trailer went viral in less than half an hour after it was released.

The discussion is going on across all major platforms.

"They hit the first two shots perfectly, who can withstand them in the third?"

"I no longer care who advances; I just want to see how Ling'er analyzes it."

"She didn't just predict the score; she understood what all 22 players on the field were thinking."

"I correctly predicted France 2-0 Morocco the first time I saw it, and Spain 2-1 Belgium the second time. Is this reasonable?"

"The World Cup officials should quickly invite her to be a commentator!"

"Stop inviting her. If we keep inviting her, the coaching staff will have to study her all night."

The production team was naturally happy.

The director sat in the conference room, watching the data rise steadily, and finally a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

The assistant director was also incredibly excited.

"Director, the third show hasn't even started yet, and the number of reservations has already broken records!"

The director nodded.

"Um."

The assistant director continued, "GG is also increasing its investment."

The director nodded again.

"Um."

The assistant director was a little confused.

"Director, why aren't you agitated?"

The director picked up his water glass, trying to remain calm.

"I've learned my lesson now."

Assistant Director: "What do you mean?"

The director said quietly, "Don't get too excited, or you'll easily cause trouble."

Assistant Director: "..."

Zhao Lei happened to be passing by the door and, upon hearing this, immediately peeked inside.

"Director, you're no longer a variety show director."

The director looked up at him.

"Then what am I?"

Zhao Lei said seriously, "You are a risk management expert trained by Teacher Ling'er."

director:"……"

The meeting room erupted in laughter.

At this moment, Shen Ling'er was sitting next to Yang Mi, holding a cup of hot milk in her hands and half a small cake in front of her.

She glanced at the director.

"You've got something to do again."

The director paused, his water glass still in his hand.

Zhao Lei instantly got into the swing of things.

"They're here!"

"Dear viewers, Teacher Ling'er is activating the meeting room scanning mode!"

Bai Sisi smiled and tugged at him.

"It's not being broadcast live yet."

Zhao Lei was taken aback.

"Oh, right."

Shen Ling'er looked at the director and said slowly, "You were clearly very happy just now, but your smile doesn't look very natural now."

"The assistant director kept holding the phone the whole time, afraid to put it down."

"It means you originally had good news, but just received some bad news."

director:"……"

Assistant Director: "..."

The meeting room fell silent instantly.

Yang Mi glanced down at her daughter, a smile in her eyes.

"Ling'er, drink your milk first."

Shen Ling'er nodded, took a small sip, and added a sentence.

"And this bad news must be related to tomorrow's match. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been watching me so much."

Zhao Lei slowly turned his head to look at the director.

"director."

The director took a deep breath.

Don't ask.

Zhao Lei: "Is something really wrong?"

The director remained silent for two seconds, then reluctantly placed the documents in his hand on the table.

"Yes, something is indeed wrong."

Everyone in the conference room looked over.

Zhou Chen frowned slightly.

"Is there a problem with the competition?"

The director shook his head.

"The match is fine."

Chen Hao asked, "Is that the ticketing?"

The director continued to shake his head.

"Tickets are no problem either."

Zhao Lei looked nervous.

"Could it be that the production team ran out of budget and refunded our tickets for the third show?"

The director's face darkened.

"We're not that poor yet."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"That's because live streaming is no longer allowed."

director:"……"

The assistant director's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his phone.

Zhao Lei's eyes widened instantly.

"They really won't let it air?!"

Bai Sisi was also stunned.

Why?

The director sighed and opened the file.

"FIFA's relevant copyright holders and live broadcast coordination team just sent a formal reminder."

"They believe that Shen Ling'er's predictions about the game's trajectory, score, and the way goals were scored were too accurate in our first two live broadcasts, which sparked a lot of off-field betting and speculation discussions."

"Although our program itself did not provide any relevant guidance, they were worried that continuing to broadcast it would affect the fairness of the competition, the broadcasting order, and related risks because the live broadcast had such a large reach."

"Therefore, the other party requested that we no longer conduct live broadcasts of the competition."

There was a three-second silence in the conference room.

Zhao Lei opened his mouth.

"In other words..."

The director glanced at him.

"That means you can watch the game tomorrow, but it won't be broadcast live."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Chen Hao was completely dumbfounded.

"Because Ling'er was so accurate?"

The director nodded with a complex expression.

"That's one way to understand it."

Bai Sisi couldn't help but laugh, but quickly suppressed it.

"Is this considered a warning?"

The assistant director whispered, "The wording is rather euphemistic, but the meaning is a warning."

Zhao Lei slowly turned his head to look at Shen Ling'er.

Shen Ling'er sat in the chair, her face calm, and even poked the cake with a fork.

Zhao Lei took a deep breath.

"Teacher Ling'er."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Um?"

Zhao Lei looked shocked.

Do you know what this means?

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"That means you can't argue in front of the camera tomorrow."

Zhao Lei: "..."

The meeting room erupted in laughter.

The director, who was already quite annoyed, couldn't hold back his frustration after hearing this.

Bai Sisi leaned back in her chair, laughing.

"She's always very good at grasping the key points."

Zhao Lei clutched his chest.

That's not the point!

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "There's one more important point."

"The production team will be missing a live broadcast tomorrow, so GG might have to renegotiate. The director will be upset about that."

director:"……"

Zhao Lei: "..."

The assistant director looks at the director.

"Director, she could even tell that you felt sorry for her."

The director covered his forehead.

"Am I obviously heartbroken?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"It's obvious. When you were speaking just now, you said the words 'You can watch it, but you can't stream it' very slowly. This shows that you don't care about the ticket sales, but you care about the streaming data."

The director fell completely silent.

Zhao Lei burst out laughing and collapsed onto the table.

"Director! You don't keep any trade secrets in front of Teacher Ling'er!"

Zhou Chen couldn't help but laugh.

"This kid has an amazing eye for people."

Yang Mi patted Shen Ling'er's head and said softly, "Then we'll watch the game quietly tomorrow, it's okay if it's not broadcast live."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Sure. Anyway, I don't watch football so that others can hear it."

Zhao Lei immediately asked, "Then what is it for?"

Shen Ling'er looked at him and answered seriously, "Just to see why they kept trying to grab that ball that they couldn't hold with their hands, even though they were clearly tired."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi said with a smile, "Ling'er's core question about football has never changed."

Shen Ling'er added, "Also, it's for food. The chicken nuggets on site were okay, but the hot dogs were so-so. If we're not doing a live stream tomorrow, we can go buy some better food earlier."

Upon hearing this, the director immediately looked at the assistant director.

The assistant director has already opened the memo.

"I'll buy food earlier tomorrow and look for something better."

Zhao Lei was dumbfounded.

"Director, you really look like Ling'er's logistics manager right now."

The director is very serious.

"The live stream is over, but the food supply can't be compromised either."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"That sounds like something a good director would say."

The director's eyes lit up.

Zhao Lei immediately clapped.

Congratulations, Director!

"Even after being warned by FIFA, it still received certification from Teacher Ling'er!"

director:"……"

Laughter erupted again in the conference room.

However, while the production team can laugh, the netizens can't.

Because the production team quickly released an announcement.

Due to adjustments in broadcast and on-site rules, the program will suspend live streaming of subsequent World Cup matches and instead broadcast pre-recorded highlights. Thank you for your understanding.

The moment this announcement was released, the entire internet exploded.

It really exploded.

The comment section receives thousands of messages per second.

"What do you mean? The live stream is canceled?"

"I just booked the third session, and now you're telling me it's not going to be streamed?"

"No! I just want to see Ling'er analyze the match!"

"Why did it suddenly stop airing? It was fine yesterday!"

"Is it because Ling'er's predictions were too accurate?"

"Hahaha, no way, did Teacher Ling'er really scare FIFA?"

"Hilarious! Everyone else watches the World Cup as a spectator, but Shen Ling'er watches it like she has a third eye."

"They got the first two games right, but the third game wasn't allowed to be broadcast live. What is this if not a sanction?"

Soon, informed netizens uncovered the information online.

It is said that the relevant copyright holders and the event coordination team reminded the program team.

The core reason is that Shen Ling'er's real-time analysis has too great an impact.

In particular, her ability to predict the direction of a goal, changes in physical condition, the effect of substitutions, and even the score during the match has sparked a lot of abnormal discussions.

The news immediately went viral and became a trending topic.

#Shen Ling'er warned by FIFA#

#Teacher Ling'er's predictions were so accurate that she's banned from live streaming#

#Five-year-old boy sanctioned for watching World Cup#

#Is FIFA afraid of Shen Ling'er?#

#Shen Ling'er Opens Her Third Eye at the World Cup#

When the number one trending topic appeared, Zhao Lei was drinking coffee in the hotel lobby.

He almost spat out his coffee when he saw the phone screen.

Holy crap!

Bai Sisi looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Lei handed over the phone.

"Look!"

Bai Sisi glanced at it and was stunned.

"Warned by FIFA?"

Zhao Lei's lips curled up in a wild smile.

"This headline is absolutely outrageous!"

Chen Hao leaned over for a look and burst out laughing.

"What level is Ling'er at now?"

"Can watching a football game really get international attention?"

Zhou Chen couldn't help but shake his head.

"This is indeed a rare occurrence."

Lin Jia remarked from the side, "Others trend on social media because of their style, their work, or their scandals."

"Ling'er is trending on social media because her World Cup predictions were too accurate, and the officials reminded her not to broadcast them live."

Chen Doudou looked up and asked, "Did the official announcement mention chicken drumsticks?"

Lin Jia: "..."

Zhao Lei couldn't stop laughing.

"DouDou, your line of thinking is very stable."

When Shen Ling'er was led out of the elevator by Yang Mi, everyone turned to look at her.

Shen Ling'er paused in her steps.

Why are you all looking at me like that?

Zhao Lei held up his phone, as excited as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Teacher Ling'er! You're trending on social media!"

Shen Ling'er was not surprised at all.

"I go there often."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi smiled.

"That makes sense."

Zhao Lei continued, "This time is different! This time everyone's saying you've been sanctioned by FIFA!"

Shen Ling'er frowned.

"What are sanctions?"

Zhao Lei thought for a moment and tried to explain, "It's because they think you're too good, so they don't let you continue to analyze the games live."

After listening, Shen Ling'er remained silent for two seconds.

Then she said very seriously, "They should have said so sooner."

Zhao Lei was taken aback.

Why?

Shen Ling'er said, "If you had said so earlier, I could have talked less in the first two rounds. The fact that you only mentioned it now after you've finished shows that they're slow to react."

Everyone: "..."

The lobby fell silent for a second.

The next second, Zhao Lei laughed so hard he had to lean against the wall.

"Hahahahaha!"

FIFA's response was slow!

"Teacher Ling'er, if this gets out, it'll be trending on social media again!"

Yang Mi was both amused and exasperated, and quickly squeezed her daughter's little hand.

"Ling'er, don't talk nonsense."

Shen Ling'er looked at Yang Mi and explained earnestly, "Mom, I didn't scold them. I just said that if they didn't want me to speak, they should have reminded the production team before the competition. They only realized the impact after I had spoken in two episodes, which is why the process was so slow."

Yang Mi was momentarily speechless.

Zhao Lei nodded vigorously.

"Yes, Teacher Ling'er, this is an objective process analysis."

Bai Sisi looked at him with a smile.

"Don't stir things up."

Shen Ling'er added, "Besides, I didn't do anything. I just said what I saw. They were kicking so obviously that even if I didn't say anything, others would have noticed sooner or later."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Zhou Chen: "..."

Chen Hao: "..."

The director had just stepped out of the elevator when he heard those words and paused in his tracks.

The assistant director whispered, "Director, she said others will figure it out sooner or later."

The director remained expressionless.

"The 'others' she's referring to might not be people like us."

Assistant Director: "..."

The lobby erupted in laughter again.

Zhao Lei was so excited that he started scrolling through comments on his phone.