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

Jiang Jinghuai sighed, picked up a tissue with his well-defined knuckles, and wiped away Wen Yao's tears.

"Don't cry, sister."

With a sob in her voice, Wen Yao spoke in a soft, childlike tone, but stubbornly refused to admit it: "I didn't cry."

"Okay, okay, this isn't tears, it's pee from your eyes."

"..." Wen Yao turned her face away, her cheeks puffed out.

Jiang Jinghuai started telling her all sorts of lame jokes.

"When I was little, I ate too many soybeans and farted. One night, when I was sleeping with my grandma, I farted a lot. Grandma said, 'Go open the door quickly, your third uncle is coming back on his motorcycle.'"

"Before my sister's job interview, she realized she was severely nearsighted and hadn't brought her glasses. She frantically memorized the eye chart, but when the test was done, she couldn't see the stick..."

"The nurse said, 'Sir, wake up.' The patient asked, 'Why?' The nurse said, 'It's time for your sleeping pills, sir.'"

"..."

At this moment, Wen Yao was probably the most difficult child in the world to coax.

She blinked rapidly, her eyelashes trembling like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Despite her best efforts to hold back her tears, they kept falling down her cheeks.

A tear fell onto the back of Jiang Jinghuai's hand, burning him and making him tremble slightly.

It turns out that in this world, there really is someone whose tears, like sparks of fire, can instantly leave scars on his heart.

"If you want to cry, then cry." He stroked Wen Yao's hair. "It's better to let it out than to keep it bottled up inside."

Wen Yao could no longer control herself and covered her face, bursting into tears.

Jiang Jinghuai wanted to pull her into his arms, but his hand hovered in mid-air, and he hesitated.

He desperately wanted to ask if the way Wen Yao looked at him just now was because she was looking at someone else through him.

But what right, qualification, or status does he have to ask this question?

In the end, Jiang Jinghuai simply patted Wen Yao's slender back gently, trying his best to soothe her emotions.

...

Deserted island.

Sheng Pianran behaved herself a lot this time and didn't dare to cause any more trouble.

As people basked in the sun and drank tea, the island seemed to possess a tranquil and idyllic atmosphere.

But longtime fans still noticed the difference.

Without Yao Mei, the island seemed lifeless, and everyone looked listless.

The atmosphere changed instantly when the staff announced that Wen Yao's plane was about to arrive.

"Stop the fire, I'll go take it!"

"Let's stop drinking tea, I'll go get it!"

"Sleep now, I'll go answer it!"

"..."

Seeing everyone rushing to pick up Wen Yao, Sheng Pianran felt uneasy.

Such treatment, where she was the center of attention, was something that was usually reserved for her.

But when she came to this variety show, she was relegated to a supporting role.

Wen Yao seems to be the true darling of the group.

The plane landed on an open area, and everyone crowded around it.

The hatch opened, and Wen Yao came out first, followed by Jiang Jinghuai, who was tall and had long legs.

Everyone was stunned.

When Gu Yan saw that his younger sister's eyes were swollen from crying, and that Jiang Jinghuai with dyed yellow hair was following behind her, his anger flared up instantly:

"Jiang Jinghuai? You've got some nerve, daring to make my sister cry?"

He rolled up his sleeves, ready to beat up Jiang Jinghuai.

The viewers in the live stream felt heartbroken when they saw Wen Yao cry.

[My baby's eyes are so red, it breaks my heart.]

[That damned Huai Zi, how dare you bully me without getting revenge?! Yan Baicao, now's the time! Beat him up!]

[It's not that I'm defending Huai Zi, but I don't think he has the ability to make Yao Mei cry... I feel that Yao Mei's crying might still be related to that paper letter...]

...

Jiang Jinghuai covered his head and ran away like a coward, begging for mercy as he fled: "Brother Yan, I'm innocent!"

Gu Yan was like someone infected with a zombie virus, or a mutated one at that, chasing after Jiang Jinghuai and beating him mercilessly.

Instead of trying to stop the fight, the guests cheered.

"Good fight!"

"Go Gu Yan!"

"You deserved to bully Yao-mei!"

Jiang Jinghuai: "..."

The world where only he was injured has been achieved.

After beating up Jiang Jinghuai, Gu Yan returned to Wen Yao's side, looking fierce and menacing.

"When you were little, you used to ride on Jiang Jinghuai like a horse. What happened when you grew up? Now you can let him ride on your head?"

Wen Yao's eyes were red at the corners, her nose was red, and her eyes were filled with mist, making her look delicate and fragile.

Caught off guard, she threw herself into Gu Yan's arms and burst into tears: "Brother!"

This hug completely stunned Gu Yan.

My mind went blank, and I forgot all the harsh words I was going to say.

His body spoke louder than his mind; he gently stroked the back of his younger sister's head, his tone softening as he spoke:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, your brother is here. What happened?"

Wen Yao remained silent, only bursting into tears.

shhhhh--

Several deadly gazes shot towards Jiang Jinghuai.

Jiang Jinghuai: ?

"I've already said I'm innocent..."

The next second, the one-on-one fight turned into a group brawl.

Of course, Jiang Jinghuai was the one who got ganged up on.

A few minutes later.

Jiang Jinghuai lay on the ground, his eyes devoid of light, staring helplessly at the sky.

Whose variety show has all its cast members mutated?

I laughed so hard I scratched my butt in bed.

[Huai Zi, why did you provoke Mei Bao?]

[He deserved the beating. If Yanzi knew he took Meibao to pick up male models, she'd probably want to kill him...]

...

A group of people surrounded Wen Yao, all talking at once to coax her.

Wen Yao gradually calmed down, wiped away her tears, and spoke with a heavy nasal voice:

"It's nothing, it's just that traditional Chinese medicine says that crying can relieve liver stagnation and is good for the body. I use it as a way to maintain health."

Everyone knew that this was just an excuse, but they all tacitly refrained from asking further questions.

Gu Yan frowned so deeply he could trap a fly in his brow, and ruffled Wen Yao's hair haphazardly.

"Gu Yan! You've messed up my hairstyle," Wen Yao said, displeased.

"What kind of hairstyle do you have with just those two hairs?"

Gu Yan complained, but his fingers, instead of a comb, began to comb Wen Yao's hair.

"You were just calling me brother, and now you're calling me by my full name. You women change your tune so quickly."

Wen Yao: "Hmph!"

In a corner where no one paid attention, Jiang Jinghuai struggled to get up.

"Sister, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now..."

Before the words were finished, a loudspeaker blared out:

"You little bastard Jiang! You stop right there!"

...Was Jiang the little brat calling him?

A look of bewilderment appeared on Jiang Jinghuai's face.

As everyone turned their heads, the camera switched its perspective accordingly.

A speedboat was speeding towards them on the sea, and the director, Cui, who was driving the boat, had his hair blown into a bird's nest.

He was followed by eight burly men, each holding a large megaphone.

"Warning! Warning! Jiang bastard, you're surrounded!"

"Lay down your futile resistance and surrender immediately!"

"Suffer death!!!"

Jiang Jinghuai was dumbfounded.

So, not only are the guests on your variety shows crazy, but the production team is even crazier?

"Yao-mei, what did he do to you? Even Director Cui got so angry?" Yunxing asked in confusion.

Jiang Jinghuai glanced guiltily at Gu Yan, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat...