Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

"Let's bet on this newcomer named Li Mo'an!"

As Wang Yuzheng's bold words fell, the entire program's publicity machine began to rumble into action.

In this era where traffic is king, as long as you're willing to spend money, there's no pig you can't make famous, let alone a handsome and entertaining person.

Within just half an hour.

The once tranquil surface of the internet has been devastated by a bombshell.

Countless marketing accounts, influencers, and comedians received unified instructions and began to repost clips from the same live stream in an overwhelming manner.

The video content is simple, yet incredibly catchy.

As the sun sets, dust rises in the air.

A handsome young man, so handsome that it made people's legs tremble, calmly wielded a hoe, digging out one grotesque iron lump after another from the ground.

Beside him, a real police officer was bending over, sweating profusely, helping to dig.

This visually striking and eerie scene, coupled with the rhythmic "clang, clang" of metal being struck, instantly triggered laughter from countless netizens.

On Weibo's trending topics list, the hashtag began to climb at an extremely rapid pace.

#TheMostHardcoreNewcomerInMushroomHouseEver#

#Dig, dig, dig, and dig, and you'll find a huge bomb!#

#Real-life landmine digging??#

#MushroomHouseDecompressionLivestream#

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This series of topics dominated the top ten of the trending topics list within just one hour, all marked with a bright purple "hot" tag.

Countless unsuspecting onlookers clicked into the live stream out of curiosity.

"I heard there are people here livestreaming the digging for weapons?"

"Really? The police went?"

"I came to see the handsome guy. I heard he can even create a sense of devastation when he digs?"

With the influx of a large number of new viewers, Li Mo'an's data began to skyrocket.

10,000... 30,000... 50,000... 80,000...

Finally, to the astonishment of Wang Yuzheng and all the staff, the number of online users exceeded 100,000!

Over 100,000 views!

What does this mean?

This means that in the realm of personal split-screen slow-paced variety shows, Li Mo'an has created a historical record that is unprecedented and probably will never be repeated.

At this point, the barrage of comments in the live stream was so dense that the screen was completely obscured. If you didn't turn off the comments, you wouldn't even know what the streamer looked like.

"Holy crap! Is this guy a reincarnation of an excavator?"

"It's so relaxing! The sound of that hoe hitting metal makes me feel so good!"

"Who said this is road construction? This is clearly a large-scale demolition site!"

What's even more interesting is that, as the number of people involved increased, netizens surprisingly reached a consensus on this matter.

At the beginning, people might have doubted whether it was a real bomb.

But now?

Looking at the overwhelming official propaganda, seeing the real policeman sweating profusely, and recalling the famous scene not long ago where Teacher Huang was holding the same bomb and shouting "eighty" while smashing nails.

No one believes it's true anymore.

Are they all ruthless people who would risk their lives for traffic?

Can Uncle Hat go crazy along with me?

Therefore, there is only one conclusion—

"This is absolutely a large-scale performance art piece meticulously planned by Hunan TV to combat its declining ratings!"

"A script! It's definitely a script! But I like this script!"

"That's brilliant! Turning road construction into a treasure hunt and turning scrap metal into bombs—this idea is absolutely ingenious."

"This is the legendary electronic pickled mustard tuber! Watching him calmly scoop it out, I can eat two extra bowls of rice!"

The name "newly popular electronic pickled mustard tuber" quickly spread among the comments section.

While everyone ate, they watched as Li Mo'an efficiently, professionally, and silently pulled each precious item out of the soil.

The clanging sound of metal unexpectedly brought a sense of inexplicable healing to many working people under immense pressure in this competitive society.

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Meanwhile, in the program's control room.

"It's a bombshell! Director! It's absolutely a bombshell!"

The operations manager, staring at the ever-rising red curve in the backend, was so excited his voice cracked, "All the data is soaring! Our ratings for this episode have already surpassed the peak of the first season!"

Wang Yu was sitting in front of the monitor, a cigarette still unlit between his fingers.

As he looked at the screen filled with "electronic pickled vegetables" and "rave reviews," he couldn't help but grin wildly, the smile eventually reaching his ears.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Wang Yu slapped his thigh, grinning from ear to ear, "I knew it! I knew this move was right!"

He thought he was a genius.

It not only saved the season's precarious ratings, but also made a newcomer famous, and may even have created a brand new hardcore slow variety show format.

What does it mean to find a way out of a desperate situation?

What does it mean to strategize and plan effectively?

This is!

He's already starting to plan his future in his mind.

Since the audience likes to watch this kind of seemingly torture-like but actually stress-relieving content, could the next episode be made even bigger?

"Digging for bombs is just the beginning."

Wang Yu was stroking his chin, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and he muttered to himself:

"After we finish digging this time, for the next round... how about we let Li Mo'an do something that seems like torture but is actually very stress-relieving?"

The entire control room was filled with a frenzied atmosphere of success. Everyone high-fived each other, their faces beaming with the joy of their impending bonuses.

Nobody noticed anything was wrong.

No one realized that they were sitting on an out-of-control train hurtling towards a cliff, still having a wild champagne party.

"Keep pushing! Don't stop!"

Wang Yu waved his hand confidently and issued a new command: "Make this fire burn even brighter!"

Just then.

A family in a certain residential area in a county town.

A phone with a shattered screen is broadcasting the live stream of this celebration.

The hands holding the phone were trembling violently.