“Where are you going?” Huo Xiao stopped him. “Turn on the broadcast. Do you want me to do it?”
Huo Ci was speechless.
D*mn, were there any human rights left?
“Xiaoqi will do it.” Xiaoqi ran over and tried to please him. “Grandpa, Xiaoqi will help you.”
Huo Ci did not dare utter a word. He only glared at him impatiently and swallowed his words.
On Huo Xiao and Su Xiyin’s side, people confirmed within the chat group one by one, asking if they were ready to watch the variety show. Was the equipment ready? If they could not learn how to use it, they would get their grandchildren to help them, lest they missed the premiere.
This was his granddaughter’s first variety show. It was her first-ever show on television, and the president of the fan club had said that the more broadcasts there were, the better.
Huo Ci was fuming. The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt. Look at his father’s attitude!
Ever since he had entered the entertainment circle, the Old Master had been scolding him every time he mentioned it for not having a proper occupation and being incompetent.
Now that the brat had entered the entertainment circle, she had become a treasure. The old couple, who had never used electronic devices, had started playing with their phones, had registered on Weibo, had entered her fan club, and left comments for her every day. They hyped her up daily, spammed votes and clicks, and even got their friends—a bunch of older fans—to chase after celebrities.
In two more days, they might even be able to edit videos, write small essays, and blow up the whole world!
“Grandpa, great-grandpa scolded you. Are you sad?” Xiaoqi asked quietly.
Huo Ci let out a cold snort, gritted his teeth, and forced out one word. “Scram!”
Xiaoqi wasn’t going to scram. In a small voice, he said, “Grandpa, you must be very sad. When you scolded me, I was very sad too.”
Huo Ci was speechless.
When had he scolded him?
When the first broadcast of “Everyone’s Magical Power Emergence” aired, Ling Sheng deliberately asked the director to push her drama back, squeezing two hours in to watch the premiere with the Eight Immortals.
Su Yi and the rest were having a gathering in Ji Fanchen’s big villa. They even held a live video call with her so that she could be amazed and envious of the luxurious villa.
“Sheng Sheng, look over here!” Shi Lingyu called out to her. Behind her was Little Gray. The few of them were gathered in front of Little Gray. If they wanted to take a group photo together, she would always be missing. They wanted her to only make an appearance through the phone’s screen.
Little Gray had been eating well during this period of time. It had only been half a month, but he had grown up a lot. He was already a half-grown donkey. Cheng Ye was excitedly chatting with Little Gray.
After taking a photo, everyone posted on Weibo and interacted with each other, celebrating the big news in advance. However, there were not many fans, so few people paid attention to them.
Ji Fanchen’s home theater was decorated very well, and there was a small light one could turn on.
Everyone gathered and moved the chairs away. There was a huge open space that was covered with a carpet. They ate and drank until they sat on the floor.
Jun Shiyan came over to take a look and smiled. “You two have a good relationship.”
Ling Sheng looked at the video chat guiltily. Everyone was busying themselves, as though no one had seen the Third Master. She hurriedly pushed him to the other side of the sofa. “Stop fooling around. Go over there and don’t speak or move.”
Jun Shiyan saw her laugh softly and nodded obediently. “Okay.”
Ling Sheng was under the illusion that she was having an affair and was afraid of being discovered. She was extremely vigilant and thus would not allow the Third Master to leave the country or speak.
“Sheng Sheng.” Shi Lingyu moved closer and smiled ambiguously at her. She was very gossipy. “Was that our neighbor just now? Can’t we see that person’s true face?”