Early the next morning, the production crew set out by car to pick everyone up. It was five in the morning, and the livestream began.
[Holy moly, look what I found-the "Burn Bright, Family Bonds!" livestream.]
[You people are getting ridiculous. When I heard the notification that the livestream had started, I checked the time. Five in the morning. I'm starting to understand why roosters get up so early and scream.]
[Princesses get woken up by a prince's kiss! Me? It's either hunger or a full bladder.]
Director Mi greeted the viewers entering the livestream with a beaming smile:
"Good morning, everyone. Today, we've deliberately started three hours ahead of schedule so you can see our guests enjoying their wonderful everyday lives."
[Are you sure this isn't deliberate revenge? I have reason to suspect Director Mi is getting back at them for the last two episodes, when he passed his own doorstep three times and ended up at the police station instead.]
Director Mi happened to be logged into the livestream on his phone. Seeing that comment, his old face crinkled into a chrysanthemum of a smile. He knocked on the door and said with a fake smile:
"Of course not. How could I be so petty?"
After two knocks went unanswered, Director Mi immediately beckoned to the people behind him:
"Right, looks like they're dead asleep. Ordinary methods won't wake them, so let's start banging the gongs and drums. It's time to give them a little shock from everyday life. Someone, bring out the suona."
[Well, damn! You wicked old geezer!]
[Th-this is all technique, not a shred of feeling!]
The next instant, a deafening blast of the suona heralded the assistant director's grand entrance. The sound swept across mountains and rivers, outlasted seas and stones, and left listeners