Ah Nan never would have thought that such a simple bowl of egg fried rice could taste so good.
He had seen Xiang Yi's entire cooking process. She didn't add any seasonings such as MSG or chicken stock, yet the flavor was fresh beyond compare.
The rice was loose, soft, and quite chewy. He scooped a big spoonful into his mouth and tasted the layers of deliciousness from the richness of ingredients, filling him with happiness.
After Ah Nan's outburst, he no longer bothered to interact with the netizens. He buried his head in his food like a ruthless consumption machine.
He was eating with more relish than a mukbang host, and it was during mealtime, too. Several netizens couldn't help but open their food apps and search for restaurants with fried rice...
—[QQ I'm hungry from just watching ]
—[I miss my grandma's egg fried rice, she always puts in so much shrimp for me]
—[Heh, let's be honest. It's all a fake act for the camera, how good could fried rice taste?]
—[This manager is so fake, I hate sissy men the most. You're crying because it's so good? Do you need to be so extra? How gross!]
—[A certain vase fairy isn't popular enough and is not trying to be a gourmet food blogger? Ha! She doesn't even know how to toss a wok or flip a spoon. If her stream doesn't fail, I'll eat sh** on stream]
The eggdrop seaweed soup was done quickly, so Xiang Yi scooped a bowl for Ah Nan.
Ah Nan was embarrassed. This soup was meant to be served with the rice, but his rice bowl had bottomed out...
Xiang Yi did not usually eat much, but she had been purposefully eating more lately to gain back some weight. At 165 cm, the previous person inhabiting her body had managed to whittle her down to under 80 jin. Sure, she was beautiful on camera, but in reality, she looked deformed and malnourished. In addition, her body was thin and weak and would even tire out from tossing the wok.
She graciously gave Ah Nan a large portion of her rice, which made Ah Nan tear up. Full of prepubescent emotion, he said, "My dear, I'm going to be your manager for the rest of your life! I'll accompany you through the thorns, help you take over the mountain and seas, and climb with you to the top of the mountains!"
Xiang Yi: "..."'There was no need for that,' she thought. She just wanted to grow some crops and take naps.
At the same time...
Muyao TV Headquarters.
"The variety show "Heartbeat" had already been prepared by me, why should I find someone else to come? I'm not convinced!"
Li Jianyu was a director and screenwriter for the reality show department. He was very capable in his profession, and the shows he had previously worked on were highly rated and received. But with the passage of time, they were gradually replaced by other new shows, to the point where they have all been suspended by now.
"Heartbeat" was an idea that he finally came up with. It was based on the theme of love/lifestyle, where the male and female guests would live under the same roof and create sparks of love in their daily interactions.
But when he submitted the script, he had received a cold notice: The network was planning to hand his show to a Director Chen.
Li Jianyu fought with them for a long time, but the boss with the receding hairline in front of him continued to dodge the issue. With a stomach full of anger, he felt like he was punching a ball of cotton. He couldn't hold it anymore.
"Xiao Li, let me tell you about this show; it's the same no matter who films it. Besides, you have no connections or resources right now. I heard you even tried to invite that big vase, Xiang Yi. This kind of 18th tier entertainer can be found anywhere on the streets. You should collect yourself. One day, I can arrange for you to work for Director Chen as his assistant."
Trying to suppress him on one hand, while trying to show kindness on the other— he made it seem like there was a choice when he had already made the decision.
He was sure that Li Jianyu wouldn't leave Muyao TV.
However, he had forgotten that all humans had a bottom line.
"Bam!"
Under the horrified gaze of his boss, Li Jianyu handed in his resignation on the spot.
He left the TV station and took a deep breath. He then called the number of an old friend.
"Brother Shi, no, Mr. Shi, can you send urgent help in a pugilist* world?"
Translator's Note: * "Urgent need in the pugilist world" means there is an urgent need for help in the current social environment he is in.