"The first part of our wrap party, the letter-reading segment, is over!"
"It seems these twenty-eight days together have forged deep bonds among our eight guests. This letter-reading segment has truly touched hearts and moved everyone to tears!"
Director Niu finished passionately reading the closing remarks on his cue card, only for the assistant director to undermine him without mercy.
"But the live chat is nothing but hahahahas."
A production assistant leaned over too. "Director Niu, the chat is also saying, 'What's touching about this? It's just unhinged.'"
Director Niu's mouth twitched, and he shot them a vicious glare.
In his original vision, the letter-reading segment was supposed to be sentimental, and his prewritten closing remarks had followed that tone.
Who could have known that instead of getting emotional, some would clear their names, others would tear into each other, and the rest would descend into absurdity?
God only knew how much pressure he'd endured to read those closing remarks, and these two actually dared undermine him?
"Both of you, get out!!"
Managing eight low-fat guests was aggravating enough, and now he had an intellectually deficient assistant director to babysit too. Who understood his suffering?
Fortunately, he handled pressure pretty well.
"Next up is the second part of our wrap party-the gift exchange!"
"Last night, each guest handed their prepared gift over to the production team. Perhaps you already have someone in mind to give yours to, but unfortunately, who receives each gift will be entirely random!"
As soon as he finished, staff wheeled a cart over and laid all the guests' gifts on the floor.
Every gift was securely wrapped, leaving no way to tell what was inside. The largest was half a person's size, while the smallest fit in a palm.
The mystery-box format successfully piqued the guests'