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

After the third quarterfinal match, the World Cup segment officially came to an end.

Because the match couldn't be broadcast live, the production team only edited out a short post-match clip.

The behind-the-scenes footage contained no score predictions or real-time analysis, only the children's reactions in the stands, the fans' cheers, the lights when the game ended, and Shen Ling'er's simple debriefing while eating back at the hotel.

Even so, it still became incredibly popular.

Especially Shen Ling'er's line, "It's much quieter watching the game now that we can't broadcast it live."

It was immediately turned into memes by netizens.

The accompanying picture shows Zhao Lei sitting next to her looking hurt.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Hahaha Zhao Lei: I suspect she's targeting me."

"Ling'er's biggest takeaway from the World Cup arc: Zhao Lei finally shut up and watched the game."

"World Cup Official: We can't provide real-time analysis. Ling'er: Then I'll eat first."

"This kid is so steady. Others would be unhappy if their live streams were restricted, but she only cares about whether she bought the food in advance."

On the last day, the production team recorded a brief summary of the World Cup in the hotel conference room.

The director sat behind the camera, his voice still sounding somewhat reluctant to leave.

"This World Cup professional experience has officially come to an end."

Zhao Lei immediately raised his hand.

"Director, I have a problem with this."

The director's eyelids twitched.

"What's your opinion now?"

Zhao Lei asked seriously, "Does this count as a job experience?"

"Are we experiencing the life of a fan, or the experience of being reminded by FIFA?"

director:"……"

Bai Sisi's shoulders trembled with laughter.

Zhou Chen couldn't help but lower his head and laugh.

Chen Hao added, "Actually, I also experienced airport security, handling lost items on the street, stadium logistics, and how to buy food in advance."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Chen Doudou immediately nodded.

"Buying meals in advance is a great job."

Lin Jia rubbed her forehead.

Shen Ling'er sat next to Yang Mi, holding the small red dragon balloon in her arms.

The balloon had softened a bit and wasn't as vibrant as when it was first made, but Shen Ling'er still held it quite carefully.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Lei couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Ling'er, are you really going to bring this little dragon back to China?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Take it back."

Zhao Lei laughed and said, "You're not going to have Mr. Shen's structure checked, are you?"

Shen Ling'er glanced at him.

"You still remember?"

Zhao Lei immediately straightened his back.

"Of course I remember! I'll make sure to take notes on everything I say to Teacher Ling'er now."

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "Then you should also remember not to drink coffee all the time on the plane."

Zhao Lei was taken aback.

Why?

"The flight back home is long, and if you drink too much coffee, you won't be able to sleep."

Zhao Lei waved his hand.

"It's okay, I'm in good health."

Shen Ling'er looked at him, her tone calm but firm.

"You didn't get enough sleep last night. If you drink again today, you'll be hyperactive first, then have a headache, and finally disturb others when you get on the plane."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi burst out laughing.

"This kid has already predicted the condition of your plane."

Zhao Lei stubbornly replied, "I will definitely be quiet tomorrow."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You said the same thing yesterday."

Zhao Lei: "..."

The comments section was filled with laughter once again.

"The World Cup arc of Teacher Ling'er has ended, but Zhao Lei's status as a victim remains unchanged."

"She can even tell whether Zhao Lei will make noise after drinking coffee."

"My career experience is over, and I'm actually a little reluctant to leave."

"What kind of job experience will you have next?"

The director glanced at the comments and said with a smile, "After returning to China, we will move on to a new career experience segment."

Zhao Lei immediately got excited.

"What's your occupation?"

The director is deliberately keeping us in suspense.

"Keep it a secret for now."

Chen Doudou raised her hand: "Is there anything to eat?"

The director remained silent for two seconds.

"There should be."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"That's something we can consider."

director:"……"

Zhao Lei couldn't stop laughing.

"Director, look, the core standards for career planning have been revealed."

"Is there anything to eat?"

Shen Ling'er corrected, "It's not a core standard, it's a basic condition."

Everyone burst into laughter again.

Early the next morning.

The crew packed their bags, preparing to return home.

The convoy was already waiting at the hotel entrance.

After several days of World Cup events, everyone was exhausted, but the atmosphere was great.

Zhao Mengmeng hugged her little rabbit doll, looking at the hotel with some reluctance.

"Mom, will we come to watch the World Cup again in the future?"

Bai Sisi patted her little head.

"I will if I have the chance."

Zhou Xiaoyu whispered, "I also want to see the fans sing."

Chen Doudou, on the other hand, is very realistic.

"I want to eat lobster rolls."

Lin Jia said helplessly, "Can you please stop relating everything to food?"

Chen Doudou thought about it seriously.

"But food is the easiest to remember."

Shen Ling'er nodded after listening.

"That's not wrong either."

Chen Doudou immediately felt recognized, and a satisfied expression appeared on her face.

Zhao Lei sighed from the side.

"DouDou's philosophy of life has been endorsed by Teacher Ling'er."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Simple things are not necessarily wrong."

Zhao Lei paused for a moment, then nodded.

"That makes a lot of sense."

Bai Sisi looked at him with a smile.

"You really didn't say much today."

Zhao Lei immediately perked up.

"Really?"

Shen Ling'er glanced at him.

"Because you haven't had your coffee yet."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Everyone laughed and got into the car.

The car drove towards the airport.

The city outside the window recedes little by little.

World Cup posters are still on the street, and fans wearing jerseys of various teams are chatting in front of coffee shops.

Shen Ling'er leaned against the window and watched for a while, then suddenly whispered, "There are so many people trying to steal the ball."

Yang Mi asked with a smile, "After watching these past few days, do you like football?"

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"Well enough."

Yang Mi's eyes crinkled into a smile.

"It's good enough that it's alright."

Shen Ling'er added earnestly, "It's just that they're very tired from running, and they can't carry the ball, which is a bit of a hassle."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lei couldn't help but turn around.

"Teacher Ling'er, that's the charm of football."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You're finally starting to act like a normal fan."

Zhao Lei: "..."

Bai Sisi laughed out loud.

"That's a very high compliment for him."

Airport check-in went smoothly.

The production team once again used the pre-arranged passage.

Unlike when we arrived, everyone was noticeably quieter on the way back.

Zhao Lei really didn't drink coffee, he only took a bottle of water.

He deliberately lingered in front of Shen Ling'er.

"Teacher Ling'er, do you see that? Water."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"There has been progress."

Zhao Lei's face instantly lit up with relief.

"I finally got my official progress certification before returning home!"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"But now you're starting to argue again."

Zhao Lei: "..."

After boarding, everyone took their seats.

This is an international flight, and there are many passengers in the cabin.

There were tourists, business people, and fans returning from the World Cup.

Because the production crew included celebrities and children, they were seated in the same area.

Yang Mi fastened Shen Ling'er's seatbelt.

"If you're sleepy, take a nap first."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

When will the food be served?

Yang Mi was taken aback, then smiled.

"A little while after takeoff."

Shen Ling'er was relieved.

"That can fly."

Zhao Lei, sitting in the front row, was so suppressing his laughter that his shoulders were shaking.

"Dear viewers, the World Cup arc has ended, and Teacher Ling'er is back to her most important concern—airplane food."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Didn't you say the return trip would be quiet?"

Zhao Lei immediately shut up.

Bai Sisi suppressed a laugh: "You closed your mouth very quickly this time."

Zhao Lei said in a breathy voice, "I've improved."

The plane taxied slowly and then took off.

The city outside the window grew smaller and smaller, and soon the clouds filled the view.

The children watched the clouds for a while and gradually quieted down.

Zhao Mengmeng yawned as she leaned against Bai Sisi.

Zhou Xiaoyu hugged her small blanket and closed her eyes to rest.

Chen Doudou had just finished a bag of cookies and was about to ask when lunch would be served when Lin Jia stopped her with a look.

Shen Ling'er, however, did not sleep.

She sat by the window, flipping through her little account book.

The sketch of the football field drawn a few days ago is still on it.

Zhao Lei peeked out secretly.

"Teacher Ling'er, what are you drawing again?"

Shen Ling'er did not look up.

"A new career experience after returning to China."

Zhao Lei's eyes lit up.

"Do you know what kind of job it is?"

"have no idea."

"So what will you draw?"

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "Let's draw a few things that might be useful first."

Zhao Lei glanced at the account book.

There was a small pot, a first-aid kit, a wrench, and something that looked like a lunchbox on it.

Zhao Lei remained silent for two seconds.

"Your professional scope is quite broad."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"The production team is often unreliable, so it's safer to prepare ideas in advance."

Director in the back row: "..."

The assistant director whispered, "Director, she didn't let us off the hook on the plane either."

The director took a deep breath.

"I'm used to it."

The cabin lights softened.

The flight attendants began serving meals from the food carts.

Everything seemed peaceful.

When the food cart reached the middle of the way, Shen Ling'er suddenly stopped writing.

She raised her eyes and glanced ahead.

Yang Mi noticed her movement and asked in a low voice, "Ling'er, what's wrong?"

Shen Ling'er did not answer immediately.

Her gaze fell on a middle-aged man a few rows away.

The man was wearing a dark suit and glasses, and was carrying a black metal briefcase.

His expression seemed ordinary, like that of a business passenger.

But his hand remained pressed on the buckle of the box.

It's not that I'm afraid of losing it.

It's more like they're afraid of being touched by others.

Behind him, two men sitting in different seats had looked at each other three times since the plane took off.

Each time it's very short.

It's so short that the average person wouldn't even notice it.

Shen Ling'er's brows furrowed slightly.

"Mother."

Yang Mi lowered his head.

"Um?"

Shen Ling'er spoke in a low voice, but very clearly.

"The uncle with the suitcase in front of me is probably not an ordinary passenger."

Yang Mi was taken aback.

She followed her daughter's gaze.

"How did you figure that out?"

Shen Ling'er said, "He wasn't sleepy, nor did he eat. Most people would relax a bit after the plane took off, but he didn't."

"Moreover, his left hand was always blocking the combination lock on the suitcase, and his right hand never left the handrail."

"He wasn't afraid of the box being stolen; he was worried about someone robbing it."