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

Sheng Pianran thought she had escaped a calamity, but little did she know that an even greater calamity awaited her.

[Teacher Pianran provided all the laughs for me today]

Look how happy Teacher Pianran is! I hope she'll still be smiling when she eats Meibao's disastrous cooking later. /heart emoji

[Sister, look at you, you really are something. You could have just poisoned her, but you insisted on cooking her a meal instead.]

...

Sheng Pianran never forgets her diligent persona, washing a bunch of wild vegetables until they are clean and fresh.

Back at the camp, she greeted everyone she passed and told them that Wen Yao wanted to cook for her.

Everyone has different expressions.

"real or fake?"

"It's a blessing to be able to eat."

"That's hard to say... I wish you peace."

Sheng Pianran wasn't stupid; she could roughly guess that Wen Yao's cooking probably wasn't very good.

That's really... great.

If she plays the victim then, and her agency releases some articles about her being bullied by her sister-in-law, her fans will be heartbroken.

She paused slightly as she passed Gu Yan.

Gu Yan was setting up a tent with Fu Wanzhou and Joshua. To be fair, he was quite handsome when he wasn't talking.

His profile is well-defined and striking, giving him a youthful and innocent look, like a college student.

Swah——

Their eyes met unintentionally in mid-air.

Gu Yan's pupils contracted sharply. He had a sudden idea and put his arm around Fu Wanzhou's shoulder: "Dude, wanna go take a dump?"

Fu Wanzhou looked disgusted: "Why are you acting like a little girl? Do you need someone to hold your hand when you go to the toilet?"

Gu Yan shamelessly said, "If you want to hold my hand while I take a dump, I'm not against it."

Fu Wanzhou: "...No need for that."

Unable to get a word in edgewise, Sheng Pianran smiled awkwardly and walked over to Wen Yao.

Fans lashed out at Gu Yan.

I really don't know what Pianran saw in him!

[Gu Zha Zha, she only has eyes for you, what about you?]

The tenderness you've witnessed is all fake, the love is all fake, the embraces you've seen are all fake, the longing you've guessed is fake / Heartbroken / Heartbroken

...

Longtime fans of "All People" sensed something was off.

[Hmm... Yanzi's attitude of avoiding him like the plague doesn't seem like she ever talked to Sheng Pianran.]

[Referring to Uncle Fu's example of how they reunited after being apart, do you see him ever mention things like pooping in front of Mei Bao...]

[Yanzi is more like my high school math teacher. After a girl gave him a love letter, he was so scared that he wouldn't wash his hair or change his clothes, and he would spit on the floor during class from time to time. The girl never said she liked him again.]

...

"Yao-mei, I'm done washing."

Sheng Pianran placed the dishes on the stove.

Wen Yao smiled faintly, her delicate, fair skin shimmering in the sunlight, making Sheng Pianran feel almost blinded.

The skin of this brother and sister is so good it's enviable.

I don't know where they got the cosmetic procedure done, the results are so amazing.

But soon, Sheng Pianran had no time to think about such things.

Because Wen Yao started cooking... no, she started refining pills!

bass--

The fire shot up three feet high.

Swah——

Thick black smoke billowed into the sky.

boom--

Explosions continued one after another.

Sheng Pianran's ability to control her facial expressions gradually failed, and she visibly became terrified.

"Ta-da..." Wen Yao played the background music from "Cooking Master Boy" for herself and handed a lump of what looked like charcoal to Sheng Pianran. "Is this enough for the children? Do you want some more? If you're not full, you must tell me, children."

Sheng Pianran stared blankly: "..."

Does she really have to eat this stuff?

Suddenly, she caught sight of Lu Anbo, as if grasping at a straw:

"Teacher Lu, would you like to try Yao Mei's cooking?"

Lu Anbo's expression changed drastically, and he tried to slip away.

Please, it's better to die for your fellow Daoist than for me!

Wen Yao seemed to be deep in thought: "Wait, stop—"