This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

The little monkey turned its head, looking confused, pointed to itself, and squeaked.

It's as if it's saying: Me?

“That’s right, you’re the one.” Seeing that it was quite obedient, Lu Anbo instantly became arrogant. “Come over here and give me a shoulder massage and a leg massage.”

The little monkey watched him quietly, much like the calm before a storm.

Lu Anbo was still smug, shaking his leg: "Oh right, I want to eat peanuts too. Just like Teacher Wen's standards, no shells, no skins..."

Snapped--

The little monkey jumped up and slapped him.

A red mark quickly appeared on Lu Anbo's face.

His face was filled with disbelief: "You hit me?"

pop-

The little monkey delivered two clean and decisive slaps.

He pointed at the peanuts as he hit them.

You want to peel it, huh? *Slap*

You want to peel it, huh? Two slaps!

One slap after another, until they left afterimages!

[Shadowless Palm on a Deserted Island?]

[Haha, Bai Zi, why are you selling this sword?]

[One slap to remove the shell, two slaps to remove the skin, then the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!]

We refuse to allow animal performances, but if the animals insist on performing, there's nothing we can do. /Rose/Rose

[How can this be considered an animal performance? This is clearly conveying the idea of ​​harmonious coexistence and friendly interaction between humans and animals. Bai Zi sacrificed himself for a greater good!]

[Good, good, good, Bai Zi is righteous, keep fighting!]

...

Just a moment.

Lu Anbo was beaten black and blue, and his face was scratched with countless red marks.

The little monkey put its hands on its hips, bared its teeth, and squeaked, "Squeak squeak squeak!"

"Private Marseille, private Marseille!" Lu Anbo groveled, his voice low and humble. "Don't rush me, don't rush me, keep peeling, keep peeling!"

He quickly peeled the peanuts and fawned over the little monkey.

Snapped--

Lu Amber: ? ? ?

"Didn't I peel it for you? Why are you hitting me?"

Wen Yao and Yun Yue sat up to watch the fun and laughed so hard they were bent over.

"You didn't peel it," Yunyue reminded her.

"Fuck you..." Lu Anbo had just uttered a curse when the little monkey squeaked him loudly, and he quickly corrected himself, "I'll go, I'll go, I'll get rid of you right now!"

He carefully peeled each peanut, and only then did the little monkey condescend to accept it and lazily toss it into its mouth.

Lu Anbo breathed a sigh of relief. The next second, the little monkey pushed a bag of sunflower seeds over.

"Do you want this too?" Lu Amber was dumbfounded.

The little monkey's response was a bright, wet slap!

"Let me tell you! If you mess with me, you will..." Lu Anbo threatened fiercely, but his momentum suddenly weakened after being glared at by the little monkey, "You will get zero lessons!"

The little monkey slapped him with the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

"Okay, okay, stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

Lu Anbo begged and pleaded, he was practically begging on his knees.

[Bai Zi: You dare mess with me? Just you wait! I'll make you wait forever!]

[Bai Zi: Don't push me too far, or I might not be able to do anything!]

[Bai Zi, you usually don't get angry, not because you're magnanimous, but because you're a bit spineless /heart emoji]

[I must say, Bai Zi is incredibly attentive to this little female monkey, he seems to have the makings of a doting husband.]

Goodness, Bai Zi, your sister-in-law doesn't look like a local.

...

Lu Anbo's imitation of Wen Yao was like Dong Shi trying to imitate Xi Shi.

Not only did they fail to be bossed around like monkeys, but they were instead bossed around by them.

Thus, Lu Anbo served the monkey, and the monkey served Wen Yao and Yun Yue, achieving a strange harmony.

"Will this work?" Director Cheng asked with some concern. "They've gone too far with their improvisation. They haven't even read the brand's promotional script yet."

Director Cui leaned back lazily in his chair and said, "Look at the data yourself."

Director Cheng looked at the sales data in the upper right corner and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets from the string of zeros!

Sunflower seeds, cashews, dried sweet potatoes...

Sales of all kinds of agricultural products are far ahead of the competition!

Especially the peanuts that Wen Yao ate, they're completely sold out right now!

Countless people flooded the live stream chat, asking when the peanuts would be restocked.

There were even scalpers who resold peanuts at inflated prices, and people actually bought them!

"I've only ever seen scalped tickets for concerts... and now there are scalpers even for buying peanuts?"

Director Cheng's tone was filled with disbelief.

Director Cui: "You'll get used to it."

Major brands are increasingly recognizing Wen Yao's commercial value!

Just eating a peanut can cause them to sell out!

What if you're applying skincare products? Carrying a small bag? Eating a snack or drinking a beverage?

Not to mention, all sorts of "Wen Yao's style" items are circulating online now!

This outdoor windbreaker is selling like hotcakes!

The same duck-shaped hair clip is selling like hotcakes!

These quick-drying wool socks are selling like hotcakes!

Even the tissues she casually grabbed from the tent when she went to the restroom were identified by netizens who used a magnifying glass to find out the brand, and they were sold out for several days!

In short, anything that includes the phrase "Wen Yao's style" becomes an instant bestseller!

Agent Song Daishan's phone was ringing off the hook.

"Yao's management contract isn't with me..."

"If you like Yao Mei, you can follow her account. I will not reveal anything about her private life."

"Regarding whether Yao will enter the entertainment industry, I need to ask her for her opinion before I can give a reply. Whatever choice she makes, I will respect her."

"..."

Top agent Song Daishan swore that none of the superstars he had ever managed during their peak years had ever been this busy.

On the one hand, information spreads quickly in today's internet age, and Wen Yao became famous overnight.

On the other hand, Wen Yao is really popular and has a lot of fans, so every brand wants to collaborate with her!

The phone rang again, and Song Daishan frowned slightly.

He had this number saved in his contacts; it belonged to a notorious paparazzi in the industry.

When he gets dirt on someone, he usually doesn't expose it directly. Instead, he uses the opportunity to blackmail the artist and their management company for profit.

After Song Daishan hung up, the other party persistently called back.

As if guessing that Song Daishan wouldn't respond, he sent a message.

Song Daishan clicked on it, his pupils suddenly contracting.

[Parenting Report.jpg]

...

In the live stream, people were guessing which brand it was.

"Teacher Wen, please do something about it." Lu Anbo's hands were sore from peeling, and he looked to Wen Yao for help, on the verge of tears.

Seeing his pitiful state, Yunyue pleaded on his behalf: "Sister Yao, please help him. We still need to film a brand advertisement."

"For your sake, I can help him this once." Wen Yao glanced at the little monkey casually.

With just a glance, the little monkey immediately became docile.

Lu Anbo breathed a sigh of relief, shoved Yun Yue aside, and eagerly handed Wen Yao a freshly peeled cashew:

"Teacher Wen, please try it."

Yunyue swayed and almost fell.

"I'm sorry, Yunyue," Lu Anbo said insincerely.

Yunyue said awkwardly, "I'm fine."

Anyway, she was already used to being treated this way.

"You think you're so great?" Wen Yao slapped him across the face.

The two little monkeys followed suit, each slapping the other.

Lu Anbo was completely stunned by the slap!

“Did I tell you to rest? Recite your lines.” Wen Yao raised an eyebrow.

Lu Anbo wasn't content with just being beaten; he also had to read a prepared speech, sobbing and wailing:

"Yunnan Baiyao pain relief spray, everyone who's used it says it's great..."

The entire live stream chat was flooded with messages about forming a formation:

[666! This doesn't seem like acting!]

[Bai Zi, really, don't scare yourself like that!]

[You hit me so you could get the camera! You're such a kind soul!]

[Yes, Bai Zi, did you say thank you?]