Seeing the camera almost poking his face, Bo Yizhou was speechless for a moment. He nodded slightly at the camera and said to the photographer, "Sorry, you guys go take pictures of Chaochao first."
"Okay, Mr. Bo." Xiao Liu was completely surprised that it was Bo Yizhou who opened the door. He was so startled that he almost dropped the camera. He nodded repeatedly upon hearing his words.
Then Bo Yizhou took a step back and closed the door.
The viewers in the live stream were furious and extremely angry at the photographer for his incompetence. For a time, the live stream chat was filled with comments condemning the photographer.
[Ugh, do you even know how to film? If you don't, let me do it!]
[I, as a VIP, hereby command you to enter!]
[I suggest the photographer find a factory job. (smiling emoji)]
[Open the door and go in. Do I need to teach you?]
[Quickly move the camera back!]
The camera slowly pans to the front of Chaochao's door. Xiao Liu reaches out and knocks on the door for a long time, but there is no sound from inside.
[Hilarious! I suggest you go back and film Chengcheng right away.]
[You got rejected, didn't you? That'll teach you to go in and take Chengcheng.]
Xiao Liu wiped the sweat from his brow and knocked again. This time, there was finally a sound inside.
After a while, the door opened.
The camera pans down, and Chaochao, still sleepy-eyed, leans against the doorframe, her sweet little voice uttering each word clearly, "Hello, I'm Chaochao."
[Aww, Chaochao is so cute!]
[What did Chaochao do yesterday? She's so sleepy.]
[What kind of burlap sack does Chaochao like? Auntie will go buy it right away.]
[I know the answer to this question; Chaochao likes pink!]
Xiao Liu asked with a high-pitched laugh, " Chaochao, do you still remember what we're supposed to do today?"
"To be on TV," Chaochao tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying.
" Chaochao is great! Now Uncle has a task for Chaochao."
"What?"
Xiao Liu handed Chaochao a card with his task written on it.
Chaochao tilted her head and looked at it for a while, then pointed to a character and said, "I don't recognize this character."
[Haha, what a bad start.]
Chen Liqing's lips twitched. Damn it, he forgot that it was just a four-year-old brat.
He took a deep breath, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said.
Read it to him.
Xiao Liu replied, "Okay, Director Chen, Chaochao, give the card to your uncle, and he'll read it to you." He reached out, picked up the card, glanced at it, and read, "Please make a breakfast yourself, little one."
"Huh? But I don't know how." Chaochao looked completely bewildered.
"Make whatever you like, as long as you make it yourself," Xiao Liu said.
"Okay." Chaochao nodded, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, he looked up, making the audience's hearts jump. They thought he had figured out what to do and watched the screen expectantly, holding their breath.
The next second, Chaochao said, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet." After saying that, she took a step back and closed the door.
The photographer, once again met with a closed door. "..."
[Haha, Chaochao has truly grasped the essence of President Bo.]
What are you laughing at? We're locked out, and you're still laughing like idiots!
[Yes, photographer, hurry up and go in!]
The photographer, Xiao Liu, on whom high hopes were placed, knocked on the door, but no one answered.
[Hey, see that doorknob? Grab it and turn it down. Need me to teach you?]
Chen Liqing took a deep breath, gave a kind smile, and picked up the walkie-talkie again.
"Just open the door."
As expected, Xiao Liu opened the door after receiving the order, and the camera slowly zoomed into Chaochao's room. Chaochao had already finished washing up and was getting dressed in the dressing room.
The audience was puzzled as they looked at the empty room.
Where are the people from Chaochao?
Just as everyone was puzzled, a door opened and Chaochao came out, dressed in a hoodie, just like Suisui's, with bunny ears on the back.
He was staring blankly at the extra person in the room.
" Chaochao, have you decided what you want to do?" Xiao Liu asked immediately.
Chaochao frowned, then a second later slammed her right fist into her left, "Make sandwiches!"
After saying that, Chaochao stormed downstairs and went to the kitchen.
Old Wang, startled by Chaochao's sudden entrance, exclaimed from the kitchen, "Young Master, what brings you here?"
Is this really a kitchen? It's bigger than my room! I'm crying!
"I'm doing a mission," Chaochao said, tilting her head back.
"What kind of task does the young master want to complete? Does he need my help?" Old Wang rubbed his hands together, his face beaming.
"I can't ask for help making sandwiches." Chaochao shook her head, refusing her offer.
"Then I'll prepare the ingredients for the young master, and he can cook the rest himself, how about that?" Although she was talking to Chaochao, her eyes were fixed on Xiao Liu.
Xiao Liu's lips twitched, and he nodded in agreement.
Seeing him nod, Old Wang's smile widened. "Then I'll get ready now. Young Master, please have a seat for a while."
There were chairs at the kitchen counter, but Chaochao couldn't get on them. He looked to Old Wang for help, and Old Wang quickly lifted him onto the chair.
Sitting in a chair, swinging her legs, Chaochao idly said to the camera, "Hello everyone, I'm Chaochao."
[Hello Chaochao, Auntie remembers you.]
[I'm thinking of stealing a child.]
Take me with you!
"My best friend is Suisui, my second best friend is An'an, Suisui's best friend is me." Chaochao proudly puffed out her chest as she said the last sentence.
Who exactly is this Suisui "?
[ Chaochao, do you still remember them by Daming Lake?]
After exchanging a few words, Old Wang had already prepared the ingredients and placed them in front of Chaochao.
Looking at the things in front of her, Chaochao was a little at a loss. She thought carefully about the sandwiches she had eaten before, and then confidently picked up a slice of bread and started making a sandwich.
Meanwhile, Suisui sat at the table, the computer on the table was turned on, and Chaochao's live broadcast room was on it.
Looking at Chaochao's silly antics on the screen, I was speechless. Was he really like this in front of me? It seemed so.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and patted him on the shoulder.
Suisui remained completely unmoved, turning around expressionlessly.
Sure enough, Lin Ting was standing behind him, grinning foolishly.
At least in Suisui, it looked like a silly grin.
Lin Ting raised an eyebrow, glanced at the computer, then at Suisui, "What are you doing?"
Suisui raised her head, looked at him expressionlessly, and didn't say anything, but it felt like she had already scolded him.
Lin Ting coughed twice and left leisurely.
"Done!" On the screen, Chaochao had worked hard for a long time and successfully made three messy sandwiches.
The audience stared in silence at the crooked, messy sandwiches.
[This is the first time I've understood.]
[I have a strange hallucination of the plainclothes policeman making jianbing (Chinese crepes).]
Chaochao looked at the sandwich on the plate and smiled with satisfaction. She immediately took it to the table, thought for a moment, and then poured three glasses of milk.
Bo Yizhou and Gu Wancheng walked over, looked at the sandwich, and fell into a deep silence.
Looking into Chaochao's bright eyes, I reluctantly praised her, "Well done."
Chaochao was overjoyed and picked up the sandwich, but as soon as she did, all the ingredients inside spilled out.
At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.