Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

However, his smile vanished the next second. He looked at the old lady who had brought him a large bag of rice, worried that he might go hungry, and he felt a little troubled.

"Grandma, I don't need that much, just a little is enough," Yi Fa quickly said.

The old lady patted her clothes and said, "Tsk, not much, not much. I'm too old to eat that much. You can take it home and eat it with your father."

Yi Fa glanced at Fan Yang: "He's not my father."

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Did you have a fight with your father? It's all for your own good. Take this rice back with you." The old lady patted Yi Fa's head helplessly. "Alright, go on, go on."

Yi Fa looked at the rice bag with some difficulty, but seeing the slightly mocking look in Pan Yang's eyes, he knew he couldn't possibly ask for help!

Then they dragged the rice bag along.

After walking for a while, Yi Fa looked at the list again: eggs, cabbage, tomatoes... Hmm, what's the pronunciation of this word...? Never mind for now.

Soon, Yi Fa dragged the rice bag to a shop with its door wide open: "Is anyone home?"

A middle-aged woman quickly came out of the house, and smiled when she saw the child: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Auntie, can I have some eggs and cabbage? And what's the pronunciation of the character '意思'?" Yi Fa immediately took out a list and pointed to the unfamiliar characters.

The woman smiled somewhat awkwardly: "I'm illiterate, I can't read." Then, seeing Pan Yang at the door, she asked doubtfully, "Is that your brother? Why don't you ask him?"

Yi Fa snorted coldly: "I'm not going to ask her."

The woman was taken aback, but then she thought that since the child was just throwing a tantrum, she didn't pay much attention to it and just put some eggs and cabbage in a bag and gave them to him.

Now Yi Valve couldn't carry anything at all, so he simply put the bag around his neck and grabbed the rice bag with one hand, making it as difficult as it could be.

Then Yi Fa found some more ingredients, but he simply didn't have the strength to carry them. How much strength could a six-year-old child have?

He finally plopped down on the ground, almost breaking the eggs, and glanced at the motionless Pan Yang: "I hate my uncle the most."

Pan Yang was speechless. This brat was so hard to please. He walked up to him, grabbed the rice bag and some vegetables, and said, "Take the rest yourself." Then he strode towards the meeting place.

Seeing this, Yi Fa got up from the ground, picked up the rest, and chased after Pan Yang: "Even if you help me, I will not like you."

"Oh, I like myself, that's enough." Pan Yang didn't care at all about what the brat said.

Yi felt a lump in his throat. Luckily, he wasn't last. A younger child was last, and singing a song was considered punishment.

Everyone cooked their own dinner using the ingredients they found.

Back at the accommodation arranged by the production team, Yi was so tired that he lay down on the sofa. He hadn't eaten lunch and was now feeling extremely hungry.

Pan Yang heated up the leftovers from lunch, then made some fried rice with eggs and brought it to the table.

The aroma of the valve almost made my mouth water.

"Not going to eat?" Pan Yang glanced at him.

"Don't eat!"

"You have guts." Pan Yang nodded in agreement: "If you don't eat, I will." Then he ignored Yi Fa and started eating.

Yi almost burst into tears upon hearing this, but finally ran to the table, picked up his chopsticks, and said, "You think I won't eat just because you tell me not to? I'm eating!"

"Your uncle is indeed eating."

"Humph."

After the meal, there were basically no activities in the evening, so everyone could rest. The next day, the production team issued several tasks, but this time the adults and children had to act separately.

Pan Yang's task was to help the old lady catch two chickens. This was difficult for the original owner, but it was easy for him. After completing the task, he found a shady place to lie down.

But I had only been lying down for a short while when a staff member came over: "Something happened to Yi Valve."

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang followed the staff and saw Yi Fa sitting on the ground. He had some wounds on his legs that were still bleeding, and there was some mud and sand on the wounds, so it looked like he had fallen.

When Yi Fa saw Fan Yang arrive, the tears that were about to fall were forcefully swallowed back: "What are you doing here?"

Pan Yang raised an eyebrow: "Let's see if you're alive or not." As he spoke, he took a bottle of mineral water, squatted down, and examined Yi Fa's wounds.

"I knew you had ulterior motives!"

"Yes, that's right." He rinsed the wound with water. "Did you get iodine and alcohol?"

The staff member immediately handed it over: "Just found it."

Then, Pan Yang poured alcohol directly onto the wound, causing Yi Fa to scream in pain. He then poured iodine on it.

"I think you just want to kill me!" Yi Fa burst into tears.

How did you fall?

"I..." This question surprised Yi Fa somewhat: "When I was walking, I lost my footing on a small pile of stones and slid down from it."

Pan Yang patted his head and looked at the crew: "Logically, you should be able to see the child going to the pile of stones, right?"

The show's director was a little embarrassed: "I was just distracted for a moment. Yi Fa looked calm, but I didn't expect him to fall. Sorry."

"Tsk, he's just a brat, yet he looks so composed? Is he shirking responsibility for not keeping an eye on the kids during the tasks assigned by the production team?"

The director choked, realizing it was indeed the production team's fault, and nodded in admission: "This is something we didn't do properly, and this will absolutely not happen again."

"In that case, let's suspend the Yi Fa program for a day." Pan Yang said, and without waiting for the program crew's reply, he immediately picked up Yi Fa from the ground.

Back in the house, Yi Fa sat obediently on the sofa, the pain in his leg had subsided, and then looked at Pan Yang: "Actually, it's not their fault."

Pan Yang rolled his eyes and didn't reply.

"But thank you. And I will never like you."

"Oh, it doesn't matter."

"cut."

After recording the show for several more days, Yi Fa didn't do anything, except occasionally arguing with Pan Yang. Finally, the recording was finished.

Then Yi Fa was sent to the boarding school by Pan Yang.

The agent, Rong Yi, was shocked. Had Pan Yang changed his ways? He was no longer indulging this brat.

"Lu Panyang, you should have been stricter with him a long time ago. He's been spoiled rotten. Oh, by the way, I got you a role in a drama, an ancient political drama. Go to the set tomorrow to check it out. Filming starts in a few days."

Pan Yang sat on the sofa and looked at Rong Yi: "What if I say I'm not going?"

"Why wouldn't you go?"

"Enjoy the good life."

"..."

001: "Hidden mission detected. The prompt is the film crew that Rong Yi just mentioned."

“I suddenly realized I really love acting.” Pan Yang immediately said, “It’s decided then and there. Sigh, all the big shots work so hard.”

Rong Yi was speechless at Pan Yang's sudden change of expression. How come she hadn't noticed before that this kid could change his expression so quickly?

"Okay, oh right, your nemesis Zhou Yang is also on set. Be careful and don't mess with him."

"Enemy?" Now it was Pan Yang's turn to be confused. The hidden quest was actually about his nemesis. Hmm, this is a bit tricky. But it shouldn't be a big problem.