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

After Lao Wang finished cooking his home-style dishes.

The production team originally planned to continue drawing tasks for the afternoon.

Yang Mi received a call from her agent.

"Mi-jie, the Golden Deer Film Festival is urging us."

"The red carpet tonight can't be postponed any longer."

In the activity room, He Chuan paused for a moment.

"A film festival?"

Yang Mi nodded.

"The itinerary that was booked beforehand."

Zhao Lei immediately peeked out.

"Will Ling'er go?"

Shen Ling'er sat in a chair and ate an apple.

Hearing this, she looked up.

"Is there any food?"

He Chuan: "..."

He has now figured out Shen Ling'er's travel standards.

Whether it's dangerous or not is not important.

Whether or not there is food is very important.

Yang Mi lowered his head and asked her.

"Would you like to go with Mom?"

Shen Ling'er glanced at her.

"Does Mother want me to go?"

Yang Mi smiled.

"think."

Shen Ling'er put the apple down.

"Then let's go."

The screen immediately filled with comments.

"Film Festival instance open!"

"Shen Ling'er appeared on the red carpet? I'm starting to worry about the Chinese entertainment industry."

"Female celebrities vying for attention, a demon protecting his mother—it's exciting just thinking about it."

The production team was also dumbfounded.

This parent-child reality show was originally just a job experience program.

Now, they've gone from ancestral halls to scrap yards, from antique streets to auctions, and now they're making their way into film festivals.

He Chuan held the flowchart and remained silent for two seconds.

"The production team will film Ms. Yang Mi's film festival trip in a documentary style."

Please watch rationally.

Zhao Lei added insult to injury from the side.

"Teacher He, the very thing you said was irrational."

evening.

The convoy arrived at the designated hotel for the film festival.

The red carpet styling team is already waiting in the room.

A silver-white long dress was hanging on the clothes rack.

When the lights shone on it, the skirt spread out like water.

When Yang Mi came out in her formal dress, the room was quiet for a moment.

He Chuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Mi looks so beautiful today."

Shen Ling'er crossed her arms and nodded.

"My mother has always been beautiful."

The stylist smiled and said, "This kid has such a sweet tongue."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"I'm telling the truth."

Stylist: "..."

This child's praise sounds more like a verdict than a compliment.

Yang Mi stood in front of the mirror, and a staff member adjusted her shoulder strap.

Shen Ling'er suddenly approached.

She stared at the side of the dress for a few seconds.

Then reach out.

"Don't move."

The stylist was taken aback.

"Little friend, you can't touch this place."

Shen Ling'er ignored him.

She pinched a thin thread at her waist and pulled it gently.

Snapped.

A hidden transparent clasp came undone.

The air in the room stopped.

Yang Mi lowered his head.

The stylist's expression changed.

"How could this happen?"

Shen Ling'er placed the button on the table.

"The thread has been cut."

He Chuan immediately moved closer.

The camera zoomed in.

The break in that wire was very clean.

Unlike natural wear and tear.

It looks more like being slashed by a thin knife.

Yang Mi's eyes dimmed.

The agent looked grim.

"This dress was just delivered by the brand; it only passed through the lounge on the way."

Shen Ling'er looked at the stylist.

"Who touched it just now?"

The stylist quickly shook his head.

"It wasn't me! The dress was already hanging up when I arrived!"

Shen Ling'er walked around the hem of her skirt once.

She squatted down again and glanced at the lining of the skirt hem.

She looked up.

"Mother, you can't wear it."

Yang Mi asked, "Any more questions?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"The lining at the hem of the skirt was also cut by half an inch."

"You'll trip on the stairs."

The room was completely silent.

The red carpet steps are long.

The lights are bright.

If Yang Mi wore this dress out, the buttons on the waist would come undone, and the hem of the skirt would trip her.

At best, it could result in accidental exposure and a fall.

In severe cases, it could lead to widespread ridicule online.

The live chat exploded.

"Holy crap! This isn't a mistake, it's a disaster!"

"Who's so dirty?"

Was the red carpet incident premeditated?

"Shen Ling'er has saved the day again!"

Yang Mi did not speak.

She was just looking at herself in the mirror.

In the mirror, her makeup was complete.

But the dress behind her was no longer wearable.

He Chuan asked in a low voice, "Sister Mi, should we call the police?"

The agent gritted his teeth.

"There's not enough time; there are still forty minutes left on the red carpet."

That's the most ruthless part.

It's not that you can't find it.

It's so you don't have time to change it.

A woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Sister Mi, is it ready yet?"

The door opened.

A female celebrity wearing a black fishtail dress walked in.

Shen Ruowei.

A rising star who's been gaining a lot of attention lately.

She noticed the atmosphere in the room and smiled.

"Oh dear, what happened?"

"Is there a problem with the dress?"

Yang Mi looked at her.

"Miss Shen is very quick with her information."

Shen Ruowei covered her mouth and laughed.

"Backstage on the red carpet, news travels fast."

Her gaze fell on the silver-white dress.

"What a pity, this dress would have suited Sister Mi perfectly."

"But the red carpet event is about to start, so if you miss it, there's nothing you can do."

That's an understatement.

But it just happens to prick people.

He Chuan's expression changed.

The live stream chat was flooded with messages.

"Is she gloating?"

"Who is this woman? The aroma of tea is wafting out."

"Don't rush, Ling'er hasn't spoken yet."

Shen Ling'er looked up at Shen Ruowei.

"Auntie, you're laughing too soon."

Shen Ruowei's smile faltered for a moment.

"What did you call me?"

"Aunt."

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "My mother is so beautiful she calls me 'elder sister,' you're not good enough."

Someone in the room couldn't help but lower their head and cough.

Shen Ruowei's face turned cold.

"Kid, the entertainment industry isn't about who has the sharpest tongue."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"So you used scissors?"

Shen Ruowei's eyes flashed.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Shen Ling'er walked up to her and pointed to her handbag.

"You have silver thread flakes in your bag."

"It's also under my fingernails."

Shen Ruowei immediately pulled her hand back.

The agent stepped forward.

"Ms. Shen, would it be convenient for us to take a look?"

Shen Ruowei sneered.

"What right do you have to investigate me?"

Shen Ling'er had her hands behind her back.

"You don't have to give it to me."

She looked up at He Chuan.

"Uncle, check the hallway surveillance footage."

Shen Ruowei's expression changed.

He Chuan immediately had his staff contact the hotel.

Five minutes later.

The surveillance footage has been delivered.

In the footage, Shen Ruowei's assistant was seen entering Yang Mi's dressing room.

He was holding a small toolbox.

The dwell time was one minute and seventeen seconds.

As she came out, she bent down and stuffed something into her bag.

Shen Ruowei's smile vanished completely.

Her assistant behind her turned pale.

The barrage of comments exploded instantly.

"It's confirmed!"

"The infighting on the red carpet in the Chinese entertainment industry!"

"If it weren't for Shen Ling'er, Yang Mi would be finished tonight, wouldn't he?"

Shen Ruowei gritted her teeth.

"It was my assistant's personal behavior; I have no idea."

Shen Ling'er looked at her.

"I haven't said it was you yet."

Shen Ruowei: "..."

Yang Mi finally spoke.

"Ms. Shen, the red carpet event is about to begin."

"We will hand this matter over to our lawyers and the police."

Shen Ruowei breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought Yang Mi would have to endure it.

next second.

Yang Mi added, "But tonight, I will not back down."

Shen Ruowei looked at the torn dress.

"What will Sister Mi wear?"

The agent was also anxious.

"The spare dress is still on its way and won't arrive in time."

Shen Ling'er suddenly opened her small backpack.

They pulled out a sewing kit from inside.

Yang Mi was stunned.

Why are you carrying this?

Shen Ling'er said, "My father put it there."

He Chuan: "Mr. Shen can sew clothes?"

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"Won't."

He said, "Even if you can't sew, you should at least know how to take it apart."

Everyone: "..."

Shen Ling'er walked to the clothes rack and tore off a piece of light gauze from the outer layer of her dress.

The stylist turned pale.

"My little darling, that's haute couture!"

Shen Ling'er didn't even raise her head.

"The current state is one of breaking through the impasse."

She moved very quickly.

Remove the faulty clip.

Modify the waistline.

Fold the cut hem of the skirt inwards to create a short train.

Ten minutes later.

The silver-white dress that was originally prone to accidents has been transformed into a sleek design that is shorter in the front and longer in the back.

The waistline is higher.

The shoulders and neck are cleaner.

After Yang Mi changed, the whole room became quiet again.

This time, it was even quieter than before.

Shen Ling'er took two steps back and looked at it.

"Mom, it's beautiful."

Yang Mi lowered his head, his eyes twitching slightly.

She patted her daughter's head.

"Thank you, Ling'er."

Shen Ling'er raised her chin.

"My dad says that Mom looks good in anything."

"But things touched by bad people need to be cleaned up."

He Chuan was silent for a second.

The chat went silent for a second after that sentence.

Then it started scrolling across the entire screen.

"Shenfei should come out and receive praise!"

"Who understands? He wasn't even there, but it was like he was there protecting his wife."

"Yang Mi must outshine everyone tonight!"

Red carpet entrance.

The media lights were all on.

Shen Ruowei went up first.

She still had a smile on her face.

It's ridiculously unstable.

The host announces the program.

"Next, please welcome Yang Mi!"

The car door opened.

Yang Mi led Shen Ling'er out of the carriage.

The silver-white skirt spread out under the light.

It's not the original gentle, long trailing tail.

Instead, it's neat, beautiful, and has a touch of sharpness.

The photographer on site was stunned for a moment.

Then the shutter clicked.

"Yang Mi, look here!"

"Ling'er, look this way!"

"This dress is so beautiful!"

Shen Ling'er stood next to Yang Mi and looked up at the end of the red carpet.

She whispered, "Mom, walk slowly."

Yang Mi asked, "Why?"

Shen Ling'er said, "Let them film more."

Yang Mi smiled.

She held her daughter's hand tightly and walked forward step by step.

The lights followed her on both sides of the red carpet.

All the hands that were hiding in the shadows were now exposed and had nowhere to hide.

Shen Ruowei stood by the autograph wall, her face already looking unwell and on the verge of collapse.

But the host handed him the microphone.

"Mi-jie, your dress tonight is very special. Was it altered at the last minute?"

Yang Mi was about to answer.

Shen Ling'er looked up first.

"Um."

The host asked with a laugh, "Who made the changes?"

Shen Ling'er looked at the camera.

"I."

The entire room fell silent.

Shen Ling'er added another sentence.

"Someone cut it badly, so I fixed it."

The host's hand trembled.

The director's headphones exploded backstage.

The live chat exploded.

"She said it! She really said it!"

"Red carpet disaster!"

"Shen Ruowei's facial expressions have completely fallen apart!"

The host quickly tried to smooth things over.

"That kid is really funny."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"I don't joke like that."

The air froze again.

Yang Mi gently squeezed Shen Ling'er's hand.

Shen Ling'er then shut up.

But the words had already been spoken.

The entire internet has heard it.

After entering the inner area.

The staff led Yang Mi to her seat.

The agent glanced at the seating chart and his expression changed again.

Yang Mi was originally seated in the middle of the second row.

It has now become the fourth row, at the corner.

There's also an equipment passageway next to it.

He Chuan frowned.

"This can be changed at the last minute?"

The staff member whispered, "It's arranged by the organizers."

Yang Mi did not speak.

She prepared to sit down.

Just then, staff members rushed over from the backstage area.

"Professor Yang Mi, the award ceremony process has been temporarily adjusted."

"Your Best Actress nomination for tonight has been revoked."