Shocking! A haughty and arrogant older sister was relentlessly pinned against a wall by a cold and a

"My girlfriend is impulsive and a public figure. If the unpleasant incident that happened during boarding gets out, it will affect her. So I need to check everyone's phone photo albums one by one. Thank you for your cooperation!"

This action immediately sparked dissatisfaction among passengers:

"What the hell? What right do you have to go through our phones?"

"The plane was delayed because of the two of you, and now you want to invade our privacy? What gives you the right?"

"So what if someone's a celebrity? Does being a celebrity give them the right to be arrogant and domineering?"

Hao Jian remained unmoved, standing like a statue at the cabin exit with a resolute and serious expression, refusing to budge an inch no matter who objected.

Finally, a passenger in a hurry couldn't help but take out his phone and hand it to him, saying, "Okay, okay, you can look through it, but give it back to me as soon as you're done, I have to go report to my new company!"

Hao Jian thanked him politely, quickly opened the photo album, and only returned the phone after confirming that there were no problems.

Once the first person sets an example, there will be a second, a third, and soon everyone will obediently hand over their phones and let him do as he pleases.

But Hao Jian was unaware that the scandal he and Cheng Baoni had caused had already been posted online...

On the other side, Cheng Ai saw the special car arranged by the production team as soon as she got off the plane. She greeted the driver while carrying her large and small bags before getting into the back seat.

Around 11 p.m., the car was parked at the entrance to the forest.

Just as Cheng Ai clipped on the miniature microphone, a girl in a beige dress darted out from the side. "Oh my god, finally someone's here! I thought I'd have to wait until midnight!"

She looked impatient, but still tried to maintain a polite smile. "My name is Song Yifei. I'm a new artist signed by Huitong Entertainment this year. I've participated in some talent shows before, so you should know me, right?"

Cheng Ai glanced at it lightly, her indifferent expression showing little emotion. "Hmm, I remember."

After speaking, she slowly walked into the makeshift rest area, randomly selected one of the six chairs, and sat down, waiting for the other guests to arrive.

Song Yifei curled her lip and snorted disdainfully, "What a show-off! She's just a cheap slut who loves stealing other people's boyfriends, yet she dares to put on airs in front of me. Does she really think she's someone important?"

After muttering to herself, she followed him into the shed and sat in the seat furthest away from Cheng Ai.

A few minutes later, the curtain was lifted, and Cheng Ai looked over to see a tall figure wearing sunglasses and all-black casual clothes.

He looks cool and handsome, yet exudes a strong aura of asceticism.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be Zhong Zheyi, who recently lost both parents and is known as "Angel Brother" by his fans, right?

Song Yifei, her previous arrogance gone, rushed forward and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Brother Zheyi, you're so handsome! You're much better looking in person than in photos!"

Before coming, she had done her research and found that Zhong Zheyi had 30,000 fans, twice as many as she did.

Therefore, she must hold on to this powerful and influential figure and try to gain as much traffic as possible!

"Hello." Zhong Zheyi's attitude was lukewarm, even indifferent.

Immediately afterwards, he walked past Song Yifei, nodded slightly to Cheng Ai, and sat down next to her.

Song Yifei awkwardly touched her nose and sheepishly retreated to her original position.

Just as the studio quieted down, an aged voice rang out from outside, "Excuse me, are you going into this tent? Uh, excuse me, shouldn't it be called the photography studio?"

The next second, an old man dressed in a yellow Taoist robe appeared before everyone.

He had a kind face, held a peach wood sword, and had a wine gourd at his waist. He had an air of otherworldly wisdom and looked like a highly accomplished Taoist master.

Song Yifei glanced at him briefly before looking away; a strangely dressed old man wasn't worth her time.

Zhong Zheyi remained aloof, but out of politeness, he still got up and exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

As for Cheng Ai, she excitedly reached out her hand to the old man, "You're dressed so stylishly, you can tell at a glance that you're a highly accomplished person!"

She was extremely excited when she looked at the guests' information, after all, it was truly fate to meet a colleague in such a place.

Wu Xu chuckled and stroked his specially grown long beard, then reached out to shake her hand. "You little girl are quite the talker, I like it."

Cheng Ai immediately smiled broadly, "You must be tired from your journey, please take a rest."

After he sat down, she couldn't wait to ask, "Master, may I ask who your teacher is? Would you mind revealing it?"

At the same moment, all the cameras in the rest area immediately started up and transmitted the footage in real time.

The Potato platform was flooded with users instantly. Viewers could watch all the guests at the same time or switch to each guest's private live stream room at any time. This design was mainly to avoid visual fatigue.

[Wow! I got the first comment! Bonnie, I love you! Hmm? Where is she? Hasn't she arrived yet?]

[Aaaaaaah! This angelic guy is so handsome! Help! I'm suffocating!]

Could you please replace that elderly man with white hair? I'm afraid he'll frighten the children.

[Speechless. How shameless does Cheng Xiaosan have to actually come to record a show?]

Putting aside external factors, Cheng Ai's looks are absolutely top-notch. Don't criticize me, I'm just a sucker for good looks.

She's beautiful but ugly inside. Every time I look at her, I have to wash my eyes. It's disgusting.

[Haha, then you'll probably have to gouge your own eyes out, since you'll be seeing Cheng Biao for quite some time to come.]

[Feifei and Zheyi, could you say a few words? Everyone's stealing the spotlight.]

Wu Xu sheathed the peach wood sword at his waist, took a sip of wine from his gourd, and then slowly said, "I am the abbot of Baili Temple. My name is Wu Xu, meaning ethereal and unpredictable. I am not bound by worldly affairs and do not concern myself with the mundane world. I only care about cultivation."

“Bai Li Guan?” Cheng Ai murmured, repeating herself, her brows furrowed. “What an unfamiliar name. Is it some low-class Taoist temple?”

Her voice was so soft that none of the three guests present could hear her clearly, but the microphone in her collar transmitted her words to the live broadcast room.

[What the heck? A Taoist temple? Did I enter the wrong livestream? What happened to the adventure and survival challenge?]

One second you're carefree and detached from worldly affairs, the next you're sitting in a studio as a guest. Are you sure you're not here to be funny?

Look at Grandpa's attire, he looks every bit the part of a Taoist practitioner!

Don't overestimate him. To put it nicely, he's a Taoist priest, but he's just a charlatan.

[Haha, I wholeheartedly agree! I visited Baili Temple as an online influencer before, and that place was not only desolate but also dilapidated; I hardly saw any tourists the whole time.]

I'm really curious why Wu Xu joined the cast. Could it be just for publicity?

It's very likely that someone so old, still working hard, is probably quite short of money.

While the comments section was still buzzing with discussion, Cheng Ai, as if on cue, asked on their behalf, "Logically speaking, an old immortal of your caliber should be living in seclusion in the mountains, enjoying your twilight years. Why would you suddenly appear to be recording a variety show?"