Chapter 257: The Best

After Li Zhenzhen left, He Zhong fell into a state of hesitation.

Just a moment ago, there was an instant where he wanted to tell Li Zhenzhen about the Trojan horse incident.

For him, there was actually nothing more important than making money.

Every word he said to Li Zhenzhen was the truth.

Receiving Li Zhenzhen's invitation—whether it was for the new program in December or the long-term contract for the subsequent filming of *Young Days*—made that unease in He Zhong's heart surge and stir once again.

That incident was like a landmine buried beneath his feet; he didn't know when it would explode.

Rather than living in constant, fearful worry about when it might go off, He Zhong hoped he could resolve it.

But the deed was done; spilled water cannot be gathered up.

Whether or not to confess to Li Zhenzhen also left He Zhong struggling, undecided.

At this moment, Chen Mo returned with a cup of coffee.

"You really don't want any?" Chen Mo asked.

He Zhong shook his head. "No need."

Chen Mo picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee. "Even though it's instant, it's still quite good."

He Zhong looked at Chen Mo with suspicion.

Chen Mo leaned in closer, causing He Zhong to subconsciously recoil.

Chen Mo whispered in He Zhong's ear, "A little reminder for you: keep your mouth shut tight, or someone will come looking for trouble with you."

He Zhong's brow furrowed instantly.

He looked at Chen Mo and said, "What do you mean by that?"

Chen Mo: "Exactly what I said. I know you understood."

The next day of recording, according to the production team's requirements, everyone had a group activity.

"For one hour, everyone must wear a mascot helmet and hug twenty people."

"Huh?" All the artists looked at Li Zhenzhen in surprise; everyone was baffled by this task.

Li Zhenzhen said, "This task has no practical significance, but it is something the audience proposed and hoped you all would do."

"Huh? The audience?" Peng Zhixing asked in surprise. "Why would the audience come up with such an idea?"

"The audience member who proposed this idea said she is a very introverted person—so introverted that from childhood to adulthood, she hasn't had a single friend. Even now that she's started university this year, she still doesn't dare to talk to others. When others come to find her, she still can't overcome her psychological fear," Li Zhenzhen said. "She is a viewer of our program. After the first episode aired, our team collected suggestions from everyone on what they wanted our guests to do on the show. She wrote us a letter saying she wanted to see everyone on the show hugging strangers on the street. I think this might be something she has always wanted to do herself but didn't dare to. After our directing team discussed it, we thought it was a great idea. Unlike our previous tasks, it doesn't have an objective, practical result. To many, such an act might seem to have no value, but we hope that through your actions, we can encourage people who are a bit introverted and afraid to interact with those around them, just like this viewer."

After hearing Li Zhenzhen finish these words, Lu Yan He immediately realized: alright, the idealistic Li Zhenzhen with a strong sense of humanistic concern is back.

Although everyone was still more or less confused, after hearing Li Zhenzhen explain the story, they decided to go through with it.

"Is there anyone among us who is particularly introverted?" Liu Zhilan asked curiously.

Everyone's gaze turned in unison toward Qin Zhi.

Qin Zhi, who had been watching others, suddenly discovered everyone's eyes were on him and immediately widened his own.

"Me?"

Xiao Yun nodded and said, "After all, you usually talk the least."

Qin Zhi said stutteringly, "I just don't like to talk; that doesn't mean I'm introverted."

Lu Yan He didn't actually think Qin Zhi was introverted either.

An introverted person would probably find it very difficult to film this kind of show.

They would be very obviously at a loss.

"The rest of us should be fine." Peng Zhixing also said, "Xiao Bai talks a bit less, but you can't call him introverted. He has always participated very actively in all our various activities."

Qin Zhi nodded, acknowledging this.

With a serious expression, he silently signaled that he was not introverted.

"Then who do you think is the biggest social butterfly?" Qin Zhi asked again.

"Brother Zhixing, probably." Song Lin Xin was the first to point at Peng Zhixing. "Back when we weren't familiar with each other, it was all thanks to Brother Zhixing pulling us together for group activities."

Xiao Yun nodded and added, "I think I'm quite a social butterfly too."

"Who calls themselves a social butterfly?" Song Lin Xin immediately retorted.

Xiao Yun gave a light huff and said, "If I hadn't taken the initiative to be friends with you, how could you be familiar enough with me now to start roasting me the moment you open your mouth?"

Song Lin Xin: "..."

Lu Yan He asked in disbelief, "Does no one think I'm alright too?"

"You?" The others were stunned.

Even Yan Liang questioned, "Where do you get the confidence to think you're a social butterfly?"

Lu Yan He waved his hands and said, "I don't think I'm a social butterfly, but I feel like I've performed like one on this show. I've been very actively talking, participating in activities, and reacting."

"But—" Xiao Yun pondered for a moment and pointed out incisively, "Everyone can feel that you are deliberately making yourself appear very enthusiastic."

"Huh?" Lu Yan He looked at her in surprise.

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "It's just a little bit deliberate. You don't have the social butterfly attribute; everyone can feel it."

Lu Yan He suddenly felt frustrated.

He really hadn't expected that at all; he thought he had been performing quite well.

Li Zhibai laughed twice and said, "You've discouraged him; he's going to shut himself off."

Lu Yan He immediately gave Li Zhibai the middle finger.

Everyone burst into laughter.

The artists chatted and laughed as they got into the car to start the task.

He Zhong followed.

According to the production team's requirements, Chen Mo was also supposed to follow.

As Lu Yan He's PD, Chen Mo was his accompanying screenwriter and the person representing the production team to coordinate with him.

For this kind of location filming, her presence was most needed.

However, Chen Mo did not go today.

He Zhong heard Chen Mo say she had something to do and had to stay behind, and he immediately realized what she wanted to do.

He glanced at Chen Mo in surprise.

This time, Chen Mo hadn't told him in advance what she was going to do.

Chen Mo also looked at him at this moment.

The look in her eyes still conveyed the same meaning as last night: keep your mouth shut.

Lu Yan He put on his mascot helmet before getting out of the car, then stepped out.

Only He Zhong followed him.

Everyone was dropped off at different locations; here, there were only He Zhong and Lu Yan He.

A person wearing a mascot helmet followed by someone carrying a camera—this combination walking down the street drew all sorts of gazes.

Lu Yan He stopped at a busy intersection and opened his arms.

Passersby were all surprised, not knowing what this was about.

Lu Yan He was also wondering: if he only did this action, would anyone know what he was doing?

He should have hung a sign around his neck that said, "Please give me a hug."

Fortunately, the sun wasn't particularly harsh today.

The sunlight was quite gentle.

No one knew that Lu Yan He's face was under the mascot helmet.

He held his arms open for a while until finally, a girl came over and asked, "Are you looking for a hug?"

Lu Yan He nodded.

The girl immediately hugged Lu Yan He.

Lu Yan He said "thank you" in utter surprise.

The girl said with a giggle, "What are you filming? Is it one of those videos that will be posted online?"

Lu Yan He nodded.

The girl looked at the camera, made a peace sign, and walked away happily.

She was clearly an extroverted social butterfly.

This girl was like a good start for Lu Yan He; after her, several people came over to hug him in succession.

Lu Yan He generally only said the word "thank you."

He was afraid that if he said too much, he would reveal his identity, although his voice probably wouldn't be recognized by many people anyway.

What Lu Yan He didn't expect was that before the task was even finished, someone suddenly came to drive him away.

"What are you doing here? Who allowed you to be here?"

Lu Yan He was bewildered and at a loss.

"We are filming a video here. This is a public area; we should be allowed to film, right?" Lu Yan He explained.

The other party, however, kept a fierce tone and said, "You standing here is seriously affecting the passage of others. Leave immediately."

Lu Yan He turned his head to look.

The spot where he was standing wasn't a narrow area; it was impossible for him to be affecting the passage of others as this person claimed.

"This is a street, a public area. The spot I'm standing in doesn't affect anyone's passage. Are you a police officer? What department do you represent that allows you to demand I leave?" Lu Yan He asked directly.

"I told you to leave, so leave! Why are you spouting nonsense?! Looking for a beating, are you?!" The person immediately started shouting, pointing at Lu Yan He. "Don't think that just because you're wearing a helmet you have a protective shield. I'll beat you up all the same, you know that?"

As the person said this, he actually reached out to strike Lu Yan He's helmet.

"What are you doing?!" He Zhong, unable to adhere to the photographer's "bystander" principle any longer, stepped in to intervene. "There is a steel frame inside this helmet. If you hit it like that, you could cause a concussion!"

He Zhong blocked the front of Lu Yan He while carrying the camera.

The man, who had appeared out of nowhere, suddenly pointed at He Zhong: "What are you filming with that camera? Did I give you permission to film me? Do you understand that you're invading my privacy?"

He Zhong, carrying the camera with both hands, was already somewhat restricted in his movement. Being aggressively bullied by this person while having to protect Lu Yan He behind him, he found himself in a difficult situation.

Lu Yan He was hesitating: who exactly was this person, and why were they coming to cause such a conflict with them?

He even suspected whether this person was an actor hired by the production team just to create a program effect.

But such a program effect and conflict were meaningless, and Lu Yan He didn't think Li Zhenzhen would make such arrangements.

Just as Lu Yan He was still hesitating, the man suddenly reached out and slapped the camera in He Zhong's hands hard. To be precise, he likely intended to knock the camera out of He Zhong's hands onto the ground.

This camera was worth 200,000; it was He Zhong's treasure. For the past few years, He Zhong had relied on it to work as a freelancer.

He Zhong couldn't hold back and roared, "You stop that!"

This was the first time Lu Yan He had seen He Zhong lose his composure like this.

If it were someone arranged by the production team, they certainly wouldn't touch the camera, nor would they cause He Zhong to lose his composure like this.

Lu Yan He took off his helmet, threw it aside, came in front of He Zhong, and pushed the man directly forward, shouting with anger, "Try touching him again!"

He Zhong was stunned.

The man also froze when he saw Lu Yan He.

"You, you aren't that... what's-his-name celebrity?" He pointed at Lu Yan He, stammering, then reacted. "You're hitting people, aren't you? Just because you're a celebrity, you hit people!"

His voice was loud.

The conflict had already attracted many people, and now, with this shouting, it attracted even more.

Lu Yan He's appearance also caused the onlookers to pull out their phones.

Lu Yan He was furious at being falsely accused by this person. At this moment, he was very grateful that he had at least experienced a few things; encountering such a situation, he didn't lose his head, panic, or become completely at a loss.

With everyone watching, Lu Yan He knew he had to clarify the situation immediately; he couldn't let this person confuse black and white.

"There's a camera filming from start to finish!" Lu Yan He made his voice sound firm and unwavering. "Your framing won't work. Brother Zhong, please call the police now."

Lu Yan He was making his stance clear.

He wanted everyone around to know that he was not in the wrong in this matter; he dared to call the police with a clear conscience.

"I want to see how you explain your behavior when the police arrive!" Lu Yan He glared at the person in front of him with fury. "You lunatic!"

The person had dyed yellow hair, a somewhat bloated face, and a fierce look; his appearance exuded a sense of malice.

Seeing that the person carrying the camera was actually picking up the phone to call the police, he felt a bit panicked.

"You come here to record and block our way, and you think you're in the right?" Panicked inside, he still refused to back down, maintaining an arrogant attitude as if Lu Yan He and his group were the ones at fault, looking as if he were about to continue attacking them. "So what if you're a celebrity! Damn it!"

After cursing, he turned and walked away angrily, looking as if he were saying, "Damn it, that's enough."

"Why are you running?" Lu Yan He raised his voice directly. "It's useless even if you run. I'm telling you, our camera has filmed everything. I don't believe the police won't be able to find you!"

The yellow-haired man turned and pointed his finger at Lu Yan He, as if telling him to remember this, but his pace as he left was even faster.

"Does this count as provoking trouble?" Lu Yan He asked.

"Don't make a mountain out of a molehill." Qiu Ling rolled her eyes at Lu Yan He. "You two just had a verbal dispute; you didn't even actually fight. This person is clearly just a bored local thug who didn't like the look of you, regardless of who you are, and came to vent on you."

"He almost attacked us," Lu Yan He said. "Is that really okay?"

"His actions were certainly wrong, but they didn't cause serious consequences," Qiu Ling said. "Therefore, the police's handling of it was also not a problem. Verbal warnings and education are the only things they can do in their current situation."

Lu Yan He sighed. "Alright."

Lu Yan He had called Qiu Ling because after He Zhong called the police, the police arrived, learned what happened, and watched the video recorded at the scene. Although they found the yellow-haired man, they ultimately couldn't punish him for anything and only gave him a verbal lecture.

In front of the police, the yellow-haired man's attitude was very good, a complete change from his previous hooligan-like behavior, but as soon as the police left, he launched into a string of profanity-laden attacks, which infuriated both Lu Yan He and He Zhong.

That was what led to this call between Lu Yan He and Qiu Ling.

"Of course, if you don't care about your reputation and image as Lu Yan He, there are also shameless ways to handle it," Qiu Ling suddenly added.

"Huh?"

"Say you were scared by him, that your spirit suffered great trauma, demand a psychiatric evaluation, and so on," Qiu Ling said. "There's no substantive punishment, but you can disgust him through such means. Many people even take the opportunity to get a full-body checkup while they're at it; anyway, you'd make someone else pay for it."

Lu Yan He realized. "You can do that?"

"Yeah," Qiu Ling said. "I'm telling you this privately. Of course, we don't encourage such behavior."

"Forget it, forget it. It sounds too troublesome," Lu Yan He said. "If I weren't filming a show, I would definitely disgust him."

Qiu Ling: "In the future, when you encounter such people, don't waste your breath; just call the police directly. I have to deal with a situation like this almost every few days. Those who provoke trouble are just people who live their own lives like trash and still want to find trouble with others on the street. They can't find meaning in their own lives, so they use such boring behavior to satisfy their empty hearts."

Lu Yan He said gloomily, "But encountering such people is really frustrating; you can only suffer the loss."

Qiu Ling didn't know what else she could say to him at this moment. She was silent for a moment before saying, "Yeah, I understand your feelings. It's indeed very frustrating. If it were me, I'd be very annoyed too."

Lu Yan He: "If it were Li Pengfei, he would definitely have punched him; he wouldn't have been as cautious as I was."

Hearing this, Qiu Ling said, "Li Pengfei is that high school classmate of yours, right?"

"Yeah," Lu Yan He said. "He went to Huajiang University and isn't in Yuming now, otherwise I would definitely have called him to help me vent my anger."

"There's no way around it; you're an artist, a public figure. In such times, you can only swallow your pride."

After hanging up, Lu Yan He turned back to look at He Zhong.

He Zhong was still carrying the camera, filming him.

"Brother Zhong, thank you for earlier," Lu Yan He said.

If He Zhong hadn't stopped the yellow-haired man, perhaps the man really would have punched his helmet.

That would certainly have been painful—no need to think about it—He Zhong said it could have caused a concussion, which wasn't a joke.

He Zhong shook his head, indicating it was a small matter and not to be polite.

Lu Yan He knew that under normal circumstances, He Zhong wouldn't speak up, nor would he interfere with his actions.

Filming a show is like this; the photographer is almost equivalent to the camera, a prop that must remain invisible in the final footage of the program.

With such an incident occurring, Lu Yan He's task couldn't continue; he had to change locations.

He originally wanted to contact Chen Mo, but Chen Mo's phone wouldn't go through.

"Huh?" Lu Yan He had no choice but to call Li Zhenzhen directly.

"Need to change locations?" Li Zhenzhen still didn't know what had happened to Lu Yan He and He Zhong.

Lu Yan He explained briefly what had just happened and said, "Now everyone knows I'm Lu Yan He, and there are many people surrounding me taking photos. I have to trouble you to arrange a car to pick me up; I need to change locations."

Li Zhenzhen: "Alright, I'll arrange it immediately."

After hanging up, anger appeared on Li Zhenzhen's face.

"Where is Chen Mo?!"

Lu Yan He and He Zhong stood under the shade of a tree, surrounded by a circle of people.

Everyone had followed them, and the phones in their hands were still filming Lu Yan He.

After Lu Yan He finished calling Li Zhenzhen, he waited patiently on the spot.

He waved at everyone to greet them.

"I'm sorry for worrying you with what just happened," Lu Yan He said to a young girl.

He still recognized her; after the police arrived, she had been very active as an on-site witness, proving what Lu Yan He had said.

"Thank you for helping me explain."

"You're welcome. I was scared too," the girl said. "That yellow-haired guy didn't look like a good person at all."

Less than five minutes later, the production team's car drove over.

Two people got out of the car and helped Lu Yan He get through the crowd and into the vehicle.

The driver asked Lu Yan He if they were going straight back to the House of Youth.

Lu Yan He shook his head, preparing to change to a new location to continue the task.

"The task isn't finished yet," he said.

He Zhong hadn't expected that after such an incident, Lu Yan He was still thinking about the task.

Was the task of a program that important?

He Zhong hadn't expected such a thought to emerge in his own mind.

He used to dislike artists who would delay filming for some trivial matter, refusing to film over the smallest thing.

Unknowingly, He Zhong found that his attitude toward Lu Yan He had changed significantly.

They changed to a new location, and Lu Yan He spent another half hour or so to finish the task.

"I'm a bit tired," Lu Yan He said. "Brother Zhong, there's a coffee shop nearby. Shall we go have a cup of coffee?"

He hadn't taken off the mascot helmet yet and was already covered in sweat.

He Zhong said, "If you drink coffee in a coffee shop, you have to take off this helmet. What if it causes a commotion again?"

Lu Yan He thought about it, and that was true.

"Then I'll go buy two cups of coffee to go." He contacted the driver and went to the coffee shop wearing the helmet.

Along the way, there were countless curious gazes.

He Zhong, carrying the camera, followed behind Lu Yan He, his heart struggling once again.

Should he warn Lu Yan He directly?

If Lu Yan He were the kind of artist who was completely different in front of the camera and behind it, He Zhong wouldn't have this feeling of struggle at all.

If today's incident hadn't happened, He Zhong might only have felt regret, but he wouldn't have had this psychological conflict.

But when that yellow-haired man was about to attack him, Lu Yan He had suddenly taken off his helmet and blocked in front of him without hesitation.

He Zhong hadn't thought about being a good person.

If he had held such thoughts, he wouldn't have agreed to plant a Trojan horse in Lu Yan He's computer under the influence of money.

But He Zhong didn't want to be a bad person either—what is a bad person? Someone treats you well, and you backstab them; that is a bad person.

He Zhong's hand involuntarily pressed the pause button on the camera.

"Yan He."

Lu Yan He turned his head to look at He Zhong.

Although Lu Yan He was wearing the helmet and He Zhong couldn't see the expression on his face, He Zhong knew Lu Yan He was probably surprised that he had taken the initiative to speak to him.

"What is it, Brother Zhong?"

He Zhong didn't hesitate anymore and said softly, "Remember to take your laptop to be checked."

"Huh?" Lu Yan He was suddenly stunned.

At this moment, it was fortunate that he was wearing the helmet; otherwise, Lu Yan He really wouldn't have been able to control his expression.

Lu Yan He's face was full of shock—if He Zhong had seen the shock on Lu Yan He's face, he would have realized that the content of Lu Yan He's shock was: How do you, He Zhong, know about my laptop?

Lu Yan He originally wanted to ask He Zhong a few more questions.

Why did He Zhong say that?

Did He Zhong do it?

However, He Zhong suddenly moved the camera in front of him and said, "Sorry, I accidentally hit the pause button just now. It didn't record, so I'm starting to record again now."

Lu Yan He looked at He Zhong silently, nodded, turned around, and continued walking toward the coffee shop, filled with doubt.

In a hidden corner next to the House of Youth, Chen Mo said somewhat gloomily, "Lu Yan He's new laptop is password-protected. I hadn't paid attention to what his password was before. I'll have to wait a bit longer; I'll check his password through the footage and install it next time there's an opportunity."

"This matter can be handled, don't you worry," Chen Mo said. "It's not that I don't want to ask He Zhong for help, but his attitude has changed now; he might not necessarily help with this."

After hanging up, Chen Mo frowned in annoyance.

"Why are you standing here?" Li Zhenzhen's voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

Chen Mo was startled, turned around, and looked at Li Zhenzhen with a face full of astonishment. "Di-Director?"

Li Zhenzhen's expression was very ugly, stern, and her eyes seemed as if they wanted to pierce through Chen Mo.

"Why didn't you follow Lu Yan He out?" Li Zhenzhen questioned.

Chen Mo brought out the excuse she had prepared early on, saying, "My stomach wasn't feeling well this morning, so I went to the restroom. By the time I came out, they had already left."

Li Zhenzhen was even angrier upon hearing Chen Mo's explanation.

She was full of rage and questioned, "Then why didn't you follow them later? What did I say before? Wherever the artist is, you are!"

Chen Mo hadn't expected Li Zhenzhen to be so furious.

"Director, I was wrong," Chen Mo immediately bowed and apologized. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me; go apologize to Lu Yan He!" Li Zhenzhen was full of anger. "It's so unprofessional. Do you know what Lu Yan He encountered just now? Someone tried to attack him on the street, but he only had He Zhong with him. He wanted to contact the production team but couldn't reach anyone, and he was surrounded by a group of people for over ten minutes while you were here talking on the phone! No wonder he couldn't reach you! Chen Mo, if you work with this attitude, don't come to my team in the future. I won't welcome you in any programs I make!"

Chen Mo's face turned pale.

Chen Mo truly hadn't expected Li Zhenzhen to be this furious.

What Chen Mo hadn't expected even more was that Lu Yan He had encountered such a major accident. In Chen Mo's view, this was originally a very simple location task; she didn't think it mattered if she didn't follow, as having He Zhong follow for filming was enough.

Unexpectedly—

Only after Chen Mo learned what had happened to Lu Yan He did she understand why Li Zhenzhen was so angry.

In that situation, it was very easy for things to accidentally turn into a major incident.

At the moment when her presence was most needed, she was absent.

Chen Mo's mind echoed with the words Li Zhenzhen had just said to her. At this moment, she was truly a bit nervous; if this matter got out, no team would dare to use someone like her who suddenly went absent from the recording site.

As soon as Lu Yan He got out of the car, someone hurried over.

It was his PD, Chen Mo.

"Yan He, I heard about what you encountered just now. I'm very sorry. At the moment when you most needed me by your side to help you resolve this, I wasn't there." Chen Mo was full of guilt, bowing her head to apologize.

Lu Yan He looked at her in surprise, shook his head, and said, "I heard you weren't feeling well. I'm fine. Are you okay now? Do you need to go to the hospital to get checked out?"

Chen Mo shook her head and said, "I'm much better. I'm truly very sorry. If I had been there, this wouldn't have happened."

"Don't blame yourself so much; this has nothing to do with you. Even if you were there, it wouldn't have helped with that yellow-haired guy; it still would have ended in an argument," Lu Yan He waved his hand. "You weren't feeling well, after all. But don't push yourself; make sure to go to the hospital for a checkup."

Chen Mo nodded. "Yeah, I will."

"Then take good care of yourself, and remember to go early," Lu Yan He said. "I'll head in first."

Chen Mo nodded.

Once Lu Yan He entered the House of Youth, He Zhong could finish the follow-up filming.

There were fixed cameras everywhere in the courtyard and inside the house, so there was no need for a photographer to follow him the whole time.

He Zhong looked at the guilt-ridden Chen Mo, wanting to say something, but closed his mouth again.

Chen Mo looked back at him and asked, "Is he really okay?"

"They didn't fight," He Zhong explained. "It was just a bit chaotic at the scene, and we couldn't get a car, so we almost had an accident. Fortunately, he took the onlookers and changed locations, which prevented a crowd."

Chen Mo curled her lips, looking annoyed and disgusted. "Why is he so good at causing trouble? He can cause trouble wherever he goes."

He Zhong looked at her in disbelief and said, "This matter had nothing to do with him; it was purely an unprovoked disaster."

Chen Mo: "How come other artists don't encounter this, but he does?"

She rolled her eyes and walked away.

He Zhong frowned, watching Chen Mo's back, and the feeling of regret appeared in his heart once again.

Why did he agree to accept that matter with her in the first place?

He Zhong took a deep breath.

He hoped Lu Yan He had taken his words to heart.

"We must expose this jerk on the show!"

As soon as Li Zhibai heard about what Lu Yan He had encountered, he immediately said angrily.

Yan Liang said, "This kind of person is truly shameless."

Others also expressed their indignation.

Faced with such a situation, Lu Yan He was actually not that angry anymore. He quickly waved his hand and said, "It wasn't that serious. Don't think about venting my anger for me; I didn't suffer any harm."

Li Zhibai: "Why are you so good-tempered at a time like this? To deal with this kind of person, you have to screw him."

Lu Yan He smiled and nodded, saying, "I know. I didn't swallow my pride either; I stood up to him. I didn't lose face, don't worry."

Only after Lu Yan He said this did Li Zhibai stop shouting.

"Encountering such a thing is just my bad luck. Anyway, I called the police, and he was criticized and educated by the police. That's the end of it." After Lu Yan He finished, he changed the subject and asked, "How did your tasks go?"

"Finished, quite smoothly," Li Zhibai said.

The others were the same.

"But Qin Zhi hasn't returned yet," Lu Yan He said, looking around and discovering one person was missing.

"He hasn't finished the task yet?" Song Lin Xin asked in surprise.

As soon as the words fell, Qin Zhi walked in, looking dejected.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so dejected?" Song Lin Xin looked at Qin Zhi.

Qin Zhi usually had a cool image, but now he was like a wilted eggplant.

Qin Zhi shook his head, indicating he didn't want to talk, and sat down directly.

"What kind of blow did you suffer?"

"Task not finished?"

"Say something."

Qin Zhi opened his mouth, tried hard, and finally spoke.

Only then did they know that Qin Zhi had also encountered a situation no less frustrating than Lu Yan He's.

"You were falsely accused of kidnapping a child?"

This was a huge misunderstanding.

The process was actually very simple: a child saw Qin Zhi open his arms and took the initiative to run over and hug him.

As a result, the child's mother turned around, discovered her child was missing, and upon searching, found her child being hugged by someone wearing a mascot helmet. She panicked, rushed over, and grabbed Qin Zhi, hitting and scolding him, and the child started crying in fear.

Later, it was discovered to be a misunderstanding.

But at that moment, the child's mother didn't apologize to Qin Zhi, whom she had hit and scolded. Instead, she glared and scolded, "Are you sick? Wearing a helmet here looking for strangers to hug you! If you like being hugged so much, go find your family to hug you; don't go around kidnapping children on the street! Who knows if you have any diseases? I'm telling you, if my child gets sick in the next two days, I'm definitely coming after you!"

And then, Qin Zhi became like this.

"This is also a piece of work," Li Zhibai said, not caring that the camera was filming, and immediately complained.

Xiao Yun immediately sat down beside Qin Zhi, touched his head, and said, "Let me comfort you. Although it's very frustrating, don't be too frustrated. For such a thing, it's not worth it. Pieces of work—everyone will encounter a few."

Qin Zhi sighed and said, "I just can't understand why there are such people. After discovering it was a misunderstanding, why did she have to escalate and get angry at me? And say those nasty things. I don't understand."

"Not understanding is right. If you understood her thinking, wouldn't you also become a piece of work?" Xiao Yun said. "It's okay, don't worry, don't think about it. Being out for so long, I'm hungry. Let's have lunch? What are we having for lunch?"

Xiao Yun asked the last sentence to everyone.

"Let's see what the directing team prepared for us. They are so stingy now; we have to exchange for ingredients by doing tasks," Song Lin Xin said.

Peng Zhixing said, "How about we ask if there's hot pot? Let's cook a hot pot together. Today, Xiao Lu and Xiao Bai both encountered such terrible things; let's eat a steaming hot pot together to wash away the unhappiness."

"Sure," Li Zhibai nodded. "Hot pot should be prepared, right? The directing team wouldn't be that unreliable, would they?"

Under everyone's inquiry, the directing team actually brought out hot pot base and ingredients.

"They prepared it."

"They actually prepared it!"

"The directing team is awesome."

Everyone immediately began to praise the directing team in various ways.

Li Zhenzhen smiled and said, "You guys are really something. We prepared it, and your mouths are as sweet as honey; if we hadn't prepared it, you would definitely have complained to the high heavens."

Li Zhibai nodded as a matter of course and said, "That's for sure. You have that awareness; that's correct."

Li Zhenzhen: "... Forget it, it's the last recording anyway. We'll prepare something sumptuous for you. See what you want to eat; whatever we have, we'll bring it to you."

"So good?!" Even Li Zhibai found it unbelievable. ===== CHAPTER 258 =====