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

Gu Yan performed a Peking Opera face-changing act on the spot, but his smile was completely gone.

"Director Cui, you're so funny, haha..." Gu Yan chuckled dryly, but he looked like a bitter gourd no matter how you looked at him. "Look at you, you just love to joke with me, don't you!"

Director Cui: "I'm not kidding, this is a red slip, and the slip in your hand is also red."

Swah——

Gu Yan stuffed the red paper ball into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it with a gulp.

"How can you prove I drew the red one?!"

Director Cui: ?

Guest: ?

Seriously, Yan-ge? Do you really have to go this far?

Just how much do you not want to eat Yao Mei's cooking?

Director Cui said helplessly, "Gu Yan, give up this futile struggle. There's no point in resisting like this!"

Gu Yan crossed his arms, looked up at the sky, and whistled, pretending he hadn't heard it.

“You unlucky kid…” Director Cui rolled his eyes. “I don’t need to prove you drew red. I just need to prove that none of us drew red! Come on, everyone, show your lots!”

Everyone simultaneously showed off their slips of paper, each one a rainbow of colors: orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

The only thing missing is red.

Gu Yan wanted to renege on his promise, but then he heard Wen Yao ask:

"Brother, you're not afraid to eat it, are you?"

Gu Yan hardened his fist.

"What did you say? You're questioning me? Is there anything in this world I wouldn't dare to do? What a joke!"

He picked up the plate and said, "I'll eat!"

puff--

Director Cui vomited blood.

The audience burst into laughter.

[Haha, my little sister can handle it with ease]

[So Yanzi fell for this provocation tactic!]

[Director Cui: There's no way to get the inkstone. Mei Bao: Each monkey has its own way of being chained up.]

...

Gu Yan looked up: "Let's eat together!"

Wen Yao snorted: "Then we definitely have to eat together!"

The two said in unison, "Whoever doesn't eat it is a dog!"

While eating, they didn't even look at the food, but stared intently at each other.

I'm not afraid of enduring hardship myself, I'm just afraid of my brother/sister driving a Range Rover!

Soon, their expressions became even more interesting than if they had eaten canned herring—

Gu Yan's eyes widened, his eyebrows twitching: "What is this thing? The smell is straight to the top of my head!"

Wen Yao's face scrunched up, her features contorted in pain: "Help! Brother, tell me the truth, did you poop in there?"

Gu Yan said cheekily, "Oh right, right, it was inside, but it wasn't me, it was Lu Anbo who did it, okay!"

Wen Yao: "Pass it on! Lu Anbo has put it in the dish!"

Lu Amber: ?

Are you two siblings trying to ruin me?

Wen Yao ate a few bites of Ghost's Sorrow and then became completely emo.

Gu Yan took the jet-like medicine and it worked even faster; he pulled up his pants and ran to the toilet.

The crowd shouted from behind—

"Yanzi, never believe a single fart you make!"

"Yanzi, if you feel the urge to poop before you can reach the toilet, you can use leaves or clods of dirt to wipe your bottom."

"I can't even imagine how satisfying it would be for Yanzi to have such a massive bowel movement. Constipated people watching this on screen must be green with envy!"

In the live stream, they also talked at length about toilet humor literature.

[I was shocked when I opened the toilet door in the library and saw a pagoda! I couldn't flush it down!]

I was constipated for several days last time, so I ordered Cao's Duck Neck Extra Spicy. I felt like I was breathing fire that day...

When I was little, I liked to hold my poop. One time I held it in for a whole week, but I couldn't hold it any longer. It started hurting in the morning, and I kept drinking water. Around noon, after trying for half an hour, finally! I pooped the biggest bowel movement of my life! It even clogged the toilet!

...

That's how humans are; they get really into talking about poop and pee, they get so carried away they lose all passion!

At this moment, Lu Anbo asked, "Is this dish really that magical?"

People usually learn from their mistakes, but Bai Zi might not.

Wen Yao: "Then why don't you try it?"

Lu Anbo looked around: "Wait...aren't you all curious? Maybe Gu Yan is just straightforward, which is why he pooped right after eating!"

Don't say it, really don't say it.

Several people at the scene were indeed lost in thought.

Some dishes you know are bad, so you won't eat them. But some dishes are so bad that you'll have to try them to see just how bad they are!

For example, West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce.

It's said that a certain chef improved the recipe to version 73, but the taste remains a mystery...

"How about we try it together?" Lu Anbo suggested.

"What Bai Zi said isn't without merit; practice is the sole criterion for testing truth..."

"I have an iron stomach; yogurt, dragon fruit, plum, iced Americano, banana, and glycerin suppositories don't work on me. I'm going to take on that challenge!"

"I've been picking and eating mushrooms in the mountains since I was a child, so my resistance to poisoning is already maxed out! Today, let me test just how poisonous they really are!"

"..."

Not only did the guests try it, but almost all the staff also tried it.

In the end, even Director Cui couldn't resist and picked up a piece with his chopsticks—

A few minutes later.

A long line formed in front of the toilet, with farts filling the air and the stench of feces permeating the space.

"Hurry up, you guys! Oh my..."

"I can't hold it in anymore! I need to go wild!"

"How could this be! How could this be! My sphincter muscles are completely out of my control!!"

This day is historically known as the first year of the jet propulsion era.

Even through the screen, the audience could almost smell it.

This...this really doesn't treat us like outsiders!

[Wow, is Yao Mei really not planning to enter the medical field? Developing a laxative for people with constipation would definitely be a bestseller!]

[Holy crap, I'm dying of laughter! A bird just stole a bite of the jet that Yao Mei made, and now it's flying around while pooping like crazy. Look, it's the one right above Bai Zi's head!]

...

On this day, all those who did not respect the jet paid the price for it.

The camp was filled with people lying haphazardly, their faces ashen.

"Where's Director Cui?" a staff member asked.

"He's gone to the toilet for the sixth time..."

"Ha, a mere six trips? I've already made eight!"

Gu Yan sneered: "If I said I had ten bouts of diarrhea, how would you respond?"

Everyone: "..."

You're pretty good, okay?

This kid really doesn't care about his image at all.

Unlike Lu Amber.

"Bai Zi is really amazing, I didn't hear a single fart from him..."

"Moreover, he didn't clutch his stomach or make any noise. While waiting in line for the toilet, he was able to maintain his core, chest out, head up, and a standard smile... and he didn't forget to point his golden left cheek at the camera."

"How can someone be so obsessed with maintaining an idol image? He ate a jet and could still resist ejaculating. With that kind of willpower, I think Bai Zi will succeed at anything..."

...

"Promise me, sister, never go into the kitchen again," Gu Yan said weakly. "I'm afraid you'll poison our whole family."

Wen Yao pouted.

"It's not like it always fails..."

"Then tell me, which time did you succeed?"

Wen Yao scratched her head, racking her brains for a long time, and finally came up with a name that would allow someone to eat her cooking without any ill effects:

“Fu Qianchuan didn’t get diarrhea after eating my food.”

Gu Yan choked.

Not really.

Is it really true that every pot has a specific lid?

When a Breaking Bad master meets someone immune to all poisons... could this be a match made in heaven?!