After I fell in the romance drama, my nemesis kissed me.

"Teacher Lin, we can go back now."

"I'm exhausted, I can finally go home."

Lin Yanyan took off her headgear, her forehead covered in sweat.

"Brother Yu Bai, let's go."

"Let's go, let's change this one first."

"it is good."

"Old Lin, why hasn't Yan Yan come back yet? Everyone else has."

Jian Qingqing poured Lin Yu a glass of water, placed it in front of him, and asked with concern.

"Do you think I'm not worried?"

Lin Yu picked up the water and took a sip, his eyes fixed on the window, the worry in his eyes impossible to shake off.

"We're back, let's get off."

"Hurry, hurry! They should all be back by now."

Lin Yanyan opened the car door and got out at lightning speed. As soon as she opened the door, she saw her parents sitting on the sofa where they had been recording videos.

?

"Mom, what brings you here?"

"Yan Yan".

Lin Yanyan walked over and looked at Jian Qingqing with a blank expression.

We've come to see you.

"You're Chen Yubai?"

Lin Yu looked at Chen Yubai, who had just walked in, and spoke in a detached tone.

Chen Yubai glanced at Lin Yanyan but didn't say anything.

Lin Yanyan sensed the atmosphere was a bit cold, so she walked over to Lin Yu, took his arm, and said with a smile:

"Dad, this is Chen Yubai, he's my partner."

Hello, Uncle.

"snort!"

"dad!"

Lin Yanyan's tone was somewhat dissatisfied, and her eyes were full of reproach.

Jian Qingqing sighed, pulled Lin Yu back a little, walked in front of Lin Yu, and looked at Chen Yubai gently.

"Yu Bai, hello, I am Yan Yan's mother."

"Auntie, hello."

Chen Yubai paused for a moment, then said, "Hello, Auntie, I am Chen Yubai."

A moment later, she added, "Are you the 'newcomers' we've picked up today?"

"No, not just us, but also your parents."

"Okay, I'll go up now."

"it is good."

"Mom, did the production team invite you here?"

"It counts."

Jian Qingqing pulled Lin Yanyan to sit down and tucked the stray hairs from Lin Yanyan's temples behind her ears.

"Are you tired? How about we stop recording and head back?"

"Mom, what are you saying? How can you just abandon us halfway through recording?"

"Alright, alright, alright."

"Let's go back to our rooms. They're not here; they're probably all in their own rooms."

"Why go back? They'll probably be coming down soon too."

"What?"

"Hasn't today's recording been announced as finished yet?"

"Too."

Lin Yanyan sat on the sofa and said, "Then I'll wait a little longer."

"mom."

"Bai'er, are you alright?"

"Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?"

"Looks like it's all better now, they've even started joking with me."

"By the way, what about Lin Yanyan...?"

"Mom, what are you thinking? I'm just friends with Lin Yanyan, and we can only be friends."

"Okay, okay, as long as you can tell the difference, it's not fair to that little girl."

"Mom, what kind of person do you think your son is? Is he really that kind of person?"

"Where are you? Where are you?!"

Zhou Min was shouting through a megaphone, his voice filled with obvious anger.

"Has the production team announced that filming has wrapped? Why aren't they at the filming location anymore?"

"Hehe, shall we go down?"

"Let's go, lest Zhou Min cause any more trouble."

"You're so disrespectful! That's your Uncle Zhou."

"Let's go, Mom."

"Wait a minute, Bai'er."

Footsteps echoed down the stairs, and soon everyone was standing in the lobby.

"So many people! Did the production team invite all their parents?"

"Almost, but it seems like one person is still missing."

"Let me count, 1...3...7...it seems like one is missing."

"Your focus is really strange!"

"..."

"Those who leave the recording area without permission..."

"Director, I don't recall you saying we couldn't leave the recording area, right?"

Meng Zhenbo interrupted Zhou Min, not wanting him to continue.

"Mr. Meng, you're right. We didn't say we couldn't leave during the recording, but this is a live broadcast."

"Therefore, anyone who leaves the recording area without permission today must be punished tomorrow."

"By the way, I remember you and Lao Xu haven't seen each other in a long time, why don't you two chat?"

Old Xu? Director Xu?

No, but the father I saw that day was Director Xu.

No way, no way, stop thinking like that, Meng Anhe.

"Anhe, why are you shaking your head?"

"Huh? Ah!"

Meng Anhe looked in the direction of the sound and was startled.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm..."

"What do you mean by 'promise'? Why are you 'stuttering'?"

"Old Xu, what are you doing? Who are you trying to scare?"

"Old man Meng, who are you calling an old man? I've only just turned sixty this year, what do you mean by 'old man'?"

"Isn't that still the same?"

No, I really know him.

"Mom, they..."

"It's nothing, it's just an old problem."

"Qiaoqiao, your daughter is absolutely gorgeous!"

Xu Juanniao pulled Meng Anhe up, and Zhen Qiao rescued Meng Anhe from Xu Juanniao's grasp.

"Alright, you've scared the child half to death."

"Hehe, am I that scary?"

"You...you know each other?"

"An old friend."

Meng Anhe suddenly looked at Xu Weiyi, whose expression was the same, showing a rare look of bewilderment.

He didn't know either.

"Yan Yan, drink some water. Stop looking, or your eyes will pop out."

"Mom, how can you say that? Is it wrong for me to be curious?"

"Hey, drink some water. You've been busy outside all day, you must be thirsty."

Jian Qingqing held the water to Lin Yanyan's lips, and Lin Yanyan sighed, picked up the water and gulped it down.

There's a kind of thirst called "Mom thinks you're thirsty."

What do you think Lin Yanyan is thinking?

"Judging from her expression, she must be thinking of a very famous quote."

"A famous quote? 'There's a kind of thirst called "Mom thinks you're thirsty"? That's hilarious."

"..."

"Xiuchuan, come back."

"Mom, this is a live broadcast."

"Ah Jin, don't stand there stiffly, have some water."

"Thank you, Aunt Chu, I'm not thirsty."

"Hey." Chu Xuan turned around and nudged Huo Zhengting. "You too, have some water."

"Alright, Mom and Dad, Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng, please stop arguing. This is a live broadcast."

"What's wrong with the live stream?"

Meng Zhenbo instinctively retorted, but soon realized what he meant and frowned.

"When did I start arguing? He doesn't even deserve to let me argue with him."

"Alright, Meng Zhenbo, sit down."

"Old Meng, Old Xu, arguing is fine, it'll give me some buzz."

"Alright, Zhou Min, why did you call us down here? Tell me quickly."

"We'll draw up tomorrow's task. I thought about it, and I realized I can't just rely on my brain to design the game."

You all have to contribute something, otherwise your brains will rust away sooner or later.

"How dare you talk like that? If you can't speak properly, give me the microphone. Also, this is a dating reality show you directed. If you don't want to play the game, who will? I'm not playing!"

Meng Zhenbo picked up the water in a cryptic manner, glanced at the live stream camera, as if trying to see through people's hearts.