ABBWW Chapter 18: Young Master (18)

The young master snorted the first wave of powder.

T/N: Nothing illegal here, just a Chinese slang expression. Powder here refers to fans. It just means that the young master attracts the first batch of fans or followers. 

Then, because everyone was there, the live broadcast rooms were merged together, two people in each group, sharing one live broadcast room.

The audience in Wen Xusheng's live broadcast room was much more than in Shi Jingge's live broadcast room.

When they first merged together, there were a lot of dissatisfied voices, but as time passed, everyone was surprised to find that this young master was really different from the rumors!

Not only different, but also cute.

Not only cute, but also interesting.

Maybe it was because he hadn't participated in any variety shows before, so the young master packed his suitcase so carefully that all kinds of "contraband" were dazzling and people were stunned.

And the young master tried hard to argue with the program group for his "babies".

"Wait! Why do you have to take away the snacks? On what basis do you say that snacks are contraband?"

"Wait! What kind of contraband is a game console?"

"Is money also contraband? How do you pay your salary? Don't you want your salary?"

"Do you have to take away the necessities too? A wooden comb! That's just a wooden comb! What did the wooden comb do wrong for you to take it away?"

"Stop!! That's just a box of instant noodles! Just a box of instant noodles!"

The staff held back their smiles and took away the things mercilessly.

The young master's voice got higher and higher. He jumped and shouted next to the suitcase, looking at the staff taking out one thing after another. The expression of pain and sorrow and not daring to move but only secretly feeling heartache was like a series of emoticons!

Finally, the young master stood weakly next to the suitcase, looking at the "contraband" in the hands of the staff, with an expression of pain and sorrow.

He couldn't bear it anymore. He turned his head and muttered quietly: "I wish I had eaten the instant noodles in the car."

- It would be better than being confiscated directly!

Although he didn't say the last sentence out loud, everyone clearly felt this sentence from his expression. Immediately, the audience in the live broadcast room laughed one after another.

It was really that the young master's expression and eyes were too familiar and too grounded. Wasn't this every one of them after being confiscated by the teacher in their student days?

Not to mention that the audience in front of the live broadcast room couldn't stop laughing, even the guests next to them couldn't help but smile.

At first everyone tried to hold back their laughter, but later Wen Xusheng couldn't help but laugh out loud. Everyone couldn't help it either. Some even exaggeratedly squatted on the ground and knocked on the suitcase laughing.

The young master had no time to pay attention to them. He was still arguing with the program group.

"What did the water cup do wrong this time! Why is the water cup also contraband! There is no place in this world that lists water cups as contraband! We can't even have something to drink water!"

The director held back his laughter and said coldly: "You can make your own water cup, then it won't be taken away."

The young master widened his eyes. "Then why didn't you say it earlier? If you had said it earlier, I would have gone to learn some carpentry skills!"

"Pfft--" The director broke down and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

Young Master: "?"

"I don't care!" The young master gritted his teeth and said. Because he was excited, his face turned red. His eyes were wide open. His advantage in appearance was too great. Even if he protested by patting his suitcase, he looked cute.

"It's your fault for not notifying me in advance!"

"You can't take away my cup!"

"You can't be unreasonable!"

The director held back his smile and said seriously: "Who told you that our program group is reasonable?"

The young master was shocked and widened his eyes. The next second, the cup in his hand was cleverly snatched away by a staff member.

Young Master: !!!!

That shocked, blank, and aggrieved look was really too cute. It made people laugh out loud while also wanting to go forward and touch his head.

But there was only one person who could do that right now, Wen Xusheng.

Wen Xusheng held back his smile, pulled him back, rubbed his head, and coaxed: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I can make a cup. I'll make one for you, okay?"

The young master looked up at him blankly, his tone full of shock.

- "Can you be so righteous and confident without being reasonable now?"

One sentence made Wen Xusheng break down completely. He really couldn't help laughing.

He never expected that the young master would say such a thing.

Looking at Wen Xusheng, the young master slowly added, "Can I be righteous and confident without being reasonable?"

Wen Xusheng squeezed out two words with difficulty, "Yes."

"Then why do we have to reason with the program group? Let's grab it back!"

The young master was eager to try. Wen Xusheng pulled him and pointed to the group of staff next to the director. He said sincerely: "They have more people."

Shi Jingge thought for a moment, "Then grab it back when there are fewer people?"

Wen Xusheng endured it hard, "When are there fewer people?"

"At night when they sleep!" Shi Jingge said decisively.

Director: "I'm still here."

Shi Jingge looked up and exclaimed, "You're eavesdropping?"

Director: ???

You're wearing a microphone and speaking so openly that everyone in the live broadcast room can hear you. How can you say the word eavesdropping with a straight face?

In a burst of laughter, the staff found a small wooden box from Shi Jingge's suitcase.

The young master was anxious in an instant. He pounced over and grabbed it. "Don't touch it! Don't touch that! Put it down!!"

But before he opened his mouth, the staff had already opened the small wooden box. He opened his mouth and the staff subconsciously closed the wooden box, instantly arousing the curiosity of the audience in the live broadcast room.

Before, no matter what it was, the young master shouted and screamed, but he didn't go to grab it. But this time...

What good thing is it?

But just for a moment, some of the sharp-eyed audience saw it.

[It seems to be all kinds of medicines and pills.]

[A simple small medicine box?]

[Just now for a moment, I seemed to see a very familiar pill. It's a kind of stomach medicine. Does the young master have stomach problems?]

[I don't know if the young master has stomach problems, but Brother Wen's stomach is not good for sure.]

[Is it prepared by the young master for Brother Wen?]

[This angle is so novel hhhh.]

[It shouldn't be, right? Just now when the young master pounced over, Brother Wen was very stunned. He probably was curious too.]

[Brother Wen doesn't even prepare stomach medicine for himself orz.]

T/N: Orz is an emoticon that represents a person kneeling on the ground with face down. It is used to express one’s feeling of hopelessness, disappointment, frustration or apology. It originated from Japan and became popular in East Asian cultures.

[Wow, good CP, Brother Wen doesn't even prepare stomach medicine for himself, but the young master specially prepared it for him. What is this? #I care about everything about you, even if you don't care#, I'm hooked!]

[???? CP fans don't need to have such a big brain hole.]

The young master didn't manage to snatch back the small wooden box.

The staff kindly reminded him: "Medicine is also contraband."

The young master looked up in shock, "What if you get sick!"

"There's the program group." The staff answered matter-of-factly.

Young Master: "..."

"What if you have a sudden stomach attack in the middle of the night when you sleep?" The young master gritted his teeth and asked.

"Call the program group." The staff asked curiously, "Do you have stomach problems?"

"Of course I don't," the young master said as if it was obvious, "but Wen...hiss..."

The young master was talking and as if he suddenly realized something, and wanted to stop himself from continuing, he bit his tongue directly.

He bit too hard and cried out in pain.

Wen Xusheng rushed over in one step, "Let me see."

The young master shook his head and broke free of him. He said weakly: "...Someone... Someone has stomach problems!"

The young master didn't give Wen Xusheng a look.

But Wen Xusheng knew who this "someone" was.

Because among all the people present, Shi Jingge only knew Wen Xusheng.

If it wasn't for Wen Xusheng, who else could it be?

Wen Xusheng chuckled: "My stomach has gotten better. I haven't had any problems in these two months. But you, why did you bite so hard? Did you break it?"

The young master jumped back as if he was electrocuted. “Who, who knew you had a stomach problem? I didn’t know!”

"Hmm." Wen Xusheng nodded and pulled the young master away. "Come on, let me see."

"No! Don't look!"

Although he said that, the young master was still pulled away by Wen Xusheng.

[???]

[Who is it for if not for Brother Wen? He doesn't have stomach problems himself. He only knows Brother Wen among the people present.]

[Is that lady still there? I'm willing to call you a prophet!]

[Wuwuwu lady, I'll give you a pen. I want to see a ten thousand word fanfic!]

[??? This CP fan number is too high, right?]

[In this kind of show, what else can you do if you don't ship CP? Ship the guests being tortured by the program group? They're living together and still not shipping CP? When are you going to ship them!]

[If you can talk, say more. I'm willing to cheer for you.]

The gloomy Heizi finally came out of the mountain. He wanted to stir up trouble and start a fight between the fans and the CP fans. He wanted Wen Xusheng's fans to attack Shi Jingge. But-

-He was hammered to the ground before he could start!

Heizi was dumbfounded.

This shouldn't be!

Even in those dating variety shows, the male and female stars’ fans and cp fans can fight, sometimes the male star’s fans and the female star’s fans can fight too, this is not even a dating variety show, how come the cp fans and the fans can’t fight?

This doesn't make sense!

But Heizi forgot.

Shi Jingge is not a person from the entertainment industry, he doesn't have any fans, and how long has this episode of "Starting from Living Together" been broadcasted? Where can he find a few real CP fans?

Heizi was too impatient.

But Heizi was still obsessed, he just didn't believe this evil.

T/N: It is an expression of denial or disbelief.

So he sent a few more bullet screens, trying to stir up trouble, and this time, maybe because there were too many bullet screens, he was brushed away too quickly, and no one saw it at all!

Heizi slapped the table, angrily started to spam the screen.

Then he received a prompt.

Because he was in an unregistered guest mode, there were various restrictions on sending bullet screens, and all the bullet screens he sent were exactly the same words, so except for the first three bullet screens, the rest were all blocked.

Heizi: "......"

--Quick, give me a quick-acting heart-saving pill!

Heizi's pain and the live audience's happiness formed a sharp contrast.

After the guests' suitcase inspection was completed, they were about to fight for their house.

"I'm sure you all want to put down your luggage and rest after a long journey, right?"

"Don't worry, the program group has prepared a very comfortable house for you."

"But if you want to get this house, you still need your efforts."

"Up next, everyone will be divided into two groups, one group will farm and the other group will fish. The popularity of the live broadcast rooms will be added together. The room number will be drawn according to the popularity ranking, and the food you get during this time will be your rations for today."

"Please send representatives from each group to draw cards."

"Come on, everyone - get moving!"

After reading the rules, the guests complained bitterly, but still went up to draw cards one by one.

Shi Jingge originally wanted to let Wen Xusheng go, but Wen Xusheng pushed him forward and said with a smile: "Representative, go ahead."

The young master went to draw the card with great pride. He drew fishing, so Wen Xusheng got the farming card.

The young master came back, and the others lined up to draw cards. He looked at the card in his hand hesitantly, then tugged at Wen Xusheng's hem, stuffed his card to Wen Xusheng, and took Wen Xusheng's card in his hand.

Wen Xusheng looked down at the fishing card, a smile flashed in his eyes.

"I hate fishing." The young master held his head high and ordered: "You go fishing!"

Heizi was so excited that he almost shed tears.

He's here, he's here! The arrogant and domineering rich second generation who thinks he's the best!

This rhythm can be brought!

Wen Xusheng raised his hand and rubbed the young master's hair. He pretended to be distressed and said: "I don't know how to fish either. What should I do?"

"But I know how to farm."

"I've played a lot of roles that require farming before. I've specially learned it for a few months. I was going to show off my skills..."

Wen Xusheng paused and changed his tone. "I want to eat fish."

"Unfortunately, I can't catch it myself."

The young master was stunned. He quickly exchanged the cards back and sneered: "What's so good about fish?"

"Forget it, I'll give you a chance to show off your skills."

Wen Xusheng teased him. "Don't you hate fishing?"

The young master was stuck on the spot. He stuttered and couldn't say anything. Finally, he said angrily: "I hate farming more, okay!"

"Oh," Wen Xusheng nodded as if he understood. Just when the young master breathed a sigh of relief, he came back with a counterattack.

- "Then why did you exchange cards with me just now?"

Young Master: !!!

Wen Xusheng followed up with another attack. "Do you pity me?"

The young master shouted "Get lost" and ran away.

Wen Xusheng chased after him from behind. "Don't be angry, Xiao Ge."

"I was joking."

"It was just for the sake of variety effect."

When he said the last sentence, Wen Xusheng laughed at himself.

[???]

[You have the nerve to say these four words!]

[Variety effect? Do you even know what variety effect is? You were a mentor on a show before, but you forgot to do anything but be a mentor!]

[I remember, I remember! In a two-hour show, your expression never changed!!]

[Do you know how hard the post-production team worked to give you some screen time and create some jokes for you!!]

[How come you know about variety effect when you live together? Am I not good enough as a singer?]

[Wow, the young master and Brother Wen are both interested in each other, right? He wanted to exchange cards because he was worried about Brother Wen, right? Farming is definitely harder than fishing, the young master is quite considerate.]

[Here she comes, the wife is coming with a pen!]

[I can’t believe I actually shipped them!!]

Heizi: "..."

What sin did I commit?

The other guests also divided up. Now they had to split up.

Shi Jingge bit his teeth. Before they parted, he whispered: "You...don't hurt yourself."

Wen Xusheng smiled and said, "You too."

Before leaving, he rubbed the young master's head and was slapped away by the young master.

So far, they were completely separated.

The live broadcast rooms also split up because of the guests' separate actions.

There were small live broadcast rooms on the side of the main live broadcast room, making it easy for everyone to enter the guests' live broadcast rooms.

Coincidentally, Shi Jingge, Wei Zhiyun, and Meng Yisong were all assigned to the fishing group.

Wei Zhiyun looked at Shi Jingge next to him and felt a crack in his heart. Anger and malice came out through that crack.

He still hated these stupid rich second generation bastards the most.

They relied on their family's money to make trouble. They were disgusting!

Wei Zhiyun took a deep breath and suppressed those malice. He turned his head and looked at Meng Yisong. He smiled and threw out a joke. Meng Yisong was a variety show veteran after all. He was good at catching jokes. The other people also came over. They talked and laughed and made topics.

Except for Shi Jingge.

Shi Jingge took the fishing tools and walked around the pond for a while. Then he picked a spot and sat down. He threw the fishing rod in his hand and focused on fishing.

The place he chose was quite far from the others. From a distance, it looked like he was isolated.

After a while, Shi Jingge was still sitting there fishing obediently. Meng Yisong couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Does the young master really think he can catch fish?"

"This kid probably didn't do his homework before he came here. How could the program group let us catch fish? And he doesn't move or talk from there. He just focuses on the hook. How can there be any popularity in this live broadcast room?"

Who wants to watch you fish without saying a word?

As soon as he heard the rules, Meng Yisong knew that the key point was popularity. Fishing or something, don't dream about it.

"I'll go talk to him." Meng Yisong shook his head and said.

"Me too," Wei Zhiyun raised his hand and said.

"Count me in."

"Me too."

Soon, two other guests also spoke up. The four of them walked towards the young master together.

The young master saw them coming over and looked puzzled.

"Shh--" The young master's index finger pressed against his lips. He was very serious and said: "Be quiet, don't scare my fish."

Meng Yisong couldn't help but laugh and cry. There was no sign of anything yet, and he already said "my fish"?

"Does Shi Shao like to eat fish?" Another guest asked.

Shi Jingge shook his head. "No."

"I hate fish. They have bones. They get stuck easily."

He thought for a moment and added two more sentences.

"Then why are you so obsessed with fishing?" Meng Yisong asked curiously.

Shi Jingge glanced at him and didn't say anything.

Meng Yisong thought for a while and said: "Don't worry, the program group won't really let us starve. They must have prepared some tasks later for us to get food."

The young master muttered: "What if they didn't?"

Meng Yisong was stunned.

[Why is the young master working so hard? For Brother Wen of course!]

[Brother Wen: I want to eat fish, but I can't catch it.]

[Young Master: I'll catch it! I'll let you eat fish!]

[There's a picture.]

[Fuck, it's really sweet.]

Wei Zhiyun leaned over and said earnestly: "Forget it, Shi Shao. You think about the program group's style. How could they let you catch fish?"

After a silence, he couldn't resist his curiosity. Shi Jingge asked: "What's the program group's style?"

Wei Zhiyun: "..."

He did it on purpose, right? He did it on purpose to choke him, right?

Wei Zhiyun frowned and the malice in his heart came out a little more.

Shi Jingge didn't get an answer from Wei Zhiyun. He looked at the others blankly and finally settled on Meng Yisong.

Meng Yisong looked at Shi Jingge seriously for a while and came to a conclusion.

- This young master really didn't do it on purpose.

But why was his every word and deed so funny!

The audience in front of several live broadcast rooms laughed so hard that some of them even ran to Shi Jingge's live broadcast room.

Originally, because Shi Jingge was fishing quietly from here, some of the audience in the live broadcast room ran away. Who wanted to watch someone fish without saying a word?

But now, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room actually started to rise.

Even the bullet screens became lively.

Meng Yisong silently wiped his face. "The program group's style is to pit the guests."

The young master nodded as if he understood.

Meng Yisong sighed and analyzed: "You see, the program group is based on the popularity of the live broadcast rooms. They draw room numbers according to the popularity ranking. There must be some tricks in this drawing process. For example, the first place can draw from the good houses, the second place from the ordinary houses, and so on. In the end, there will only be broken houses left."

"You don't want to live in a broken house, do you?"

The young master shook his head quickly, his movement very fast, showing his determination.

"And you have to live there for three days!" Another guest added: "Last season, the program group used thatched huts as fillers. It rained on the first day and two guests were soaked. They didn't sleep all night and just fixed the house!"

"Compared to the fish that you don't know if you can catch or not, of course the house is more important."

"You're fishing so meticulously. The audience in the live broadcast room has run away. Who has the patience to watch you fish without saying a word? It's not like watching a mime show."

Meng Yisong said helplessly.

"If you were a viewer, would you like to watch such a live broadcast?"

The young master shook his head.

Meng Yisong and Wei Zhiyun showed a smile of relief.

"But..." the young master said softly, "people are iron and rice is steel, and you get hungry if you don't eat."

"Eating is the most important thing."

The young master nodded seriously.

Meng Yisong was both amused and helpless. How could he not reason with this kid? He had never heard that this young master was so stubborn before?

Wei Zhiyun couldn't help but say: "Really can't fish..."

He didn't finish his sentence, and the young master's fishing rod moved.

The young master's eyes lit up, and he pulled hard, and a carp appeared in front of everyone.

Wei Zhiyun silently changed the last two words.

"Wow, he actually caught a fish??"

"Did the program team change their mind???"

Not to mention Wei Zhiyun couldn't believe it, even the audience in front of the live broadcast room were shocked.

--He actually caught a fish?

Heizi realized that this was an opportunity, and immediately became excited.

Where did he catch a fish?

This was obviously a privilege that the program team gave to Shi Jingge!

The program team was corrupted! The program team was unfair! The program team had no conscience for favoring Shi Jingge?!!

However--

[The conspiracy theory in front is so funny, how can the program team give such a privilege to the young master? Can the program team put the fish on the young master's hook under so many eyes?]

[Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard, be reasonable, if the program team wants to give the young master a privilege, they don't need such a low-level method.]

[Hahaha, this conspiracy theory is really funny.]

[Maybe the young master's bait is special? The fish are only attracted by this kind of bait?]

[Brother, can you have some common sense? If the program team really made such a bait, why would they do such a variety show here? They would have gone to the Academy of Sciences long ago, right?]

[The Academy of Sciences is a bit exaggerated, no one would recruit someone for a special bait...]

[??? Brother, do you know what an exaggerated rhetorical devices are?]

Then the bullet screen went off track.

Heizi: Heartbroken.

Not to mention that the audience didn't understand what was going on, even the director team was a bit confused.

Although there were fish in the pond, but not many!

Before the official broadcast, the program team had come to this small village many times. They happened to catch up with the fish harvest in the pond, and there were program staff to help transport the fish to the town. The villagers were very happy and thanked the program team. That's why they agreed to let the program team use this pond.

Of course, the program team also paid money.

This year there were fish out of the pond, but no fry had been put in yet. There were not many fish left in the pond. Before the guests came to fish, the program team contacted the villagers again and asked them to help feed more fish food to ensure that the guests couldn't catch any fish even if they worked hard for a day. Then they let the guests come to fish.

The program team thought they had planned well, but who knew...

...This didn't follow their script at all!

...How could someone actually catch a fish?

And it was that Shi family's young master. I hadn't heard that he was good at fishing?

The young master was proud. "I caught it!"

Meng Yisong quickly said: "...Boss teach me!"

"Save me! Boss save me! Whether I can eat today or not depends on you!"

"Boss look at me! As long as you teach me how to fish, I'll give you my life!"

Not to be outdone, the other guests also shouted.

The young master looked up. "What do I want your life for?"

Guest: ?

Was he being rejected?

The young master blinked his eyes and looked around. He lowered his voice and reminded him: "It's illegal."

Meng Yisong was amused by the young master's vigilant look. He laughed so hard that he bent over. Even the other guests couldn't control their laughter. One of them laughed so hard that he fell to the ground.

The young master frowned and didn't understand what they were laughing at. There was some displeasure in his expression.

Meng Yisong noticed this and gave him a thumbs up. He covered his stomach and held back his laughter. "Thank you for reminding me, young master."

"Shi Shao is really a good person who is willing to help others."

The young master quickly became happy again, looking radiant.

Meng Yisong suddenly found out that this young master was only twenty years old, young and simple-minded, and easy to coax.

The fear and caution he had for the young master seemed to have disappeared in these few hours of getting along.

The young master shook his head. "What's so hard about fishing?"

"As long as you are calm, you can catch it."

The young master said confidently, but the other guests wouldn't use his method.

You came to participate in a live reality show, of course it was for gaining fans. Could you really sit still for two hours?

Wei Zhiyun had an idea and complained: "How can you be calm if you say you can be calm? I was born restless, sitting still for ten minutes is killing me. The program team is pitting me!"

Then Wei Zhiyun turned his head and looked at the young master. "Shi Shao is different. He says he can be calm and he can be calm. Awesome!"

"How about it, young master help me out and catch one for me."

Wei Zhiyun clasped his hands together and begged: "Please save me, young master!"

Meng Yisong had a "thump" in his heart. What did Wei Zhiyun want to do?

Meng Yisong grabbed Wei Zhiyun's side, trying to stop him from continuing, but the movement was not big enough, and Wei Zhiyun acted as if he didn't feel it.

Wei Zhiyun bowed to Shi Jingge. "Shi Shao save me!"

Wei Zhiyun's performance was too perfect. He had a smile on his face, and his actions and tone were exaggerated enough to enhance the variety show effect. Plus this bow, it exaggerated it even more.

If it were someone else, like Meng Yisong, of course he would know how to respond, how to gain fans, how to counterattack, and make it into a friend interaction, and also gain some popularity.

But Shi Jingge was not a person from the entertainment industry!

And this young master was always known for being arrogant, domineering, and not easy to mess with. God knows what shocking words he would say!

Meng Yisong wanted to smooth things over, but for a moment, he didn't know how to do it.

And at this time, the young master stood up with a frown, didn't say a word, and walked away.

That back actually showed a bit of coldness.

Wei Zhiyun looked at the young master's back in astonishment, with a bit of grievance on his face, but God knows how excited he was in his heart.

At that moment, Meng Yisong's mind was only left with two words.

--"Oh no!"

All this happened very quickly. In an instant, the audience in Wei Zhiyun's live broadcast room exploded. Many people in the live broadcast room were angrily accusing Shi Jingge, and some even ran to Shi Jingge's live broadcast room to vent their anger.

[Just because your surname is Shi you are so arrogant?]

[Damn it, I can't stand it anymore. When did "Living Together" invite such a stupid young master to pollute people's eyes?]

[What the hell? He was just joking with him, and he really thought he was an emperor?]

[Shi Jingge is a big man, how can he be so petty?]

[I'm not a fan but I feel sorry for Wei Zhiyun.]

Heizi looked at the harsh words in the live broadcast room and felt like he was going to cry with joy.

--His chance had come!

Author's Note: Now--

Heizi: The sky is clear and the rain has stopped. I feel like I can do it again!

Heizi: Excited heart, trembling hands, rhythm take take okay!

Heizi: Happy.jpg

Later--

Heizi: Vomiting blood and falling to the ground.jpg

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