I'm crazy, don't mess with me. I just love to pretend to be crazy, remember that.

"Teacher Si, please stop laughing, it's scary."

[I saved it; I'll play Teacher Si's audio when I'm walking alone at night to give myself courage!]

Don't end up attracting something unclean if you don't have the courage to do it.

[Nima: Teacher Si.]

Other artists have silvery laughter, but Teacher Si's laughter is like a barbell.

Unbeknownst to anyone, as Si Qian laughed, Pei Li, who was originally three steps away from Director Zheng, jumped down from the window and used Si Qian's laughter as cover to move to another location.

Li Chuanze, standing to the side, was very unconvinced.

"They're fouling!"

Director Wu, who had already been bribed by Si Qian with vouchers from various shopping malls and supermarkets, turned a deaf ear to this.

Whoever feeds me is my mother!

He wouldn't allow anyone to disobey his teacher, Mr. Si!

The game continued, and Director Zheng, like Pigsy choosing a wife, cornered Mu Weiyue and the other two.

With no way out, the three had no choice but to be eliminated.

Li Chuanze and Mu Weiyue were eliminated in the first group.

Fu Xiaoliu and Ye were eliminated in the second group.

Sheng Chi and Lü Yao were eliminated in the third group.

At this moment, only Ji Mingxuan, Chi Ye, Si Qian, and Pei Li remained on the field.

Si Qian was in an absolutely safe zone.

As for why it is said to be absolutely safe.

Because Director Zheng is a 200-pound fat man.

Si Qian was on the roof; he couldn't climb up.

The three underground fighters waged a guerrilla war against Director Zheng.

Pei Li followed Director Zheng's steps, but kept a distance of at least seven steps from him.

Chi Ye went up to the windowsill.

Seeing that dragging things out wasn't a solution, Ji Mingxuan caught a glimpse of the basketball in the corner and had an idea.

He reached out and casually picked up a basketball, throwing it towards Pei Li.

boom!

boom!

The basketball bounced twice on the ground before landing next to Pei Li.

Upon hearing the noise, Director Zheng moved slowly closer like a zombie.

Ji Mingxuan curled his lips into a provocative smile at Pei Li.

Pei Li returned the smile and pointed behind him.

Ji Mingxuan was puzzled. Somewhat strangely, he slowly turned around in the direction the other person was pointing.

Si Qian, who had been hanging from the roof beam just moments before, had somehow appeared beside him.

Ji Mingxuan's heart nearly skipped a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Si Qian took a deep breath, focusing her energy in her lower abdomen, and reached out to grab his wrist.

Before Ji Mingxuan could react, he used all his strength to throw Ji Mingxuan towards Director Zheng.

He was muttering to himself—

"Get out of here!"

boom!

With the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, the world fell silent.

Ji Mingxuan, who was precisely thrown by Si Qian, pinned Director Zheng down, and the two of them fell together in a sorry state.

Ji Mingxuan is out.

Only Chi Ye and Pei Li remained at the scene.

"I surrender!"

At this moment, Chi Ye stepped forward and voluntarily admitted defeat.

Si Qian really didn't know how to climb the roof beam.

Besides, there are two other people on the other side; dragging this out will only hurt her.

Second place is already very good.

People must learn to be content with what they have.

Miss Chi is truly insightful; she knows when to stop while she's ahead.

Putting everything else aside, Teacher Si has an inexhaustible amount of energy.

To be honest, I was completely stunned when she swung her brother away.

See Teacher Si's biceps? He could take on all three of you with one punch.

[I've already registered Mr. Si for the next boxing championship. Go Mr. Si!]

After the two games, Si Qian successfully defended her suite.

Chi Ye and Ji Mingxuan swapped the house where Mu Weiyue and Li Chuanze were currently living.

In return, Mu Weiyue took in Chi Ye for one night, and now it was Chi Ye's turn to take in Mu Weiyue.

A world where only one person, the knife-cut noodles, gets hurt has been achieved.

……

The recording ended after 1 p.m.

Director Zheng ordered boxed lunches for everyone to eat together.

Si Qian was quite happy to save money on a meal.

I opened the styrofoam lunchbox and took a look.

Good guys!

Braised pork belly, braised prawns, pan-fried chicken wings, and sweet and sour pork.

That's fucking plentiful.

There wasn't even a single leaf of vegetable in the room, no wonder Director Zheng was so well-fed.

Mu Weiyue: "Director Zheng, didn't you say you wanted to lose weight?"

Why does it seem like he's getting fatter despite trying to lose weight?

Director Wu was also puzzled: "I don't know why Youqian is so determined to lose weight?"

Director Zheng's hand trembled as he picked up the meat, and the braised pork splattered from the chopsticks onto the white rice.

Sigh, it's all tears when I talk about it!

I got a haircut a couple of days ago, and it looks pretty cute.

But looking at myself in the mirror, I felt like a pig with a small head.

[I dare not lose weight. I can blame my current appearance on being fat, but if I really lose weight, I'll have no excuse.]

[You still need to be thinner; only then will you look like an alluring beauty lying in the bathtub. Otherwise, if you're too fat, the bathtub will look like a pressure cooker.]

I really need to lose weight. I met up with my online girlfriend in person and we went to eat pig's head. She wasn't wearing her glasses and couldn't see clearly, so she accidentally pinched my head with her chopsticks.

Director Zheng was still sobbing beside him.

Si Qian had already sat down next to Director Zheng and offered her friendly concern.

She asked Director Zheng, "Any progress in your weight loss?"

Director Zheng raised his head, looked directly at Si Qian, thought for a moment, and said, "After listening to what's said online, they drink water when thirsty and fan themselves when craving something..."

"and then?"

"My pants are still XXL, but I'm already M."

"..."

Good, good!

They ate and chatted.

Both directors have their own troubles.

Just as Director Zheng was worrying about losing weight, the penniless Director Wu was holding his phone and refreshing the product page on Taobao more than a dozen times, but he still hadn't placed an order.

Si Qian went over and asked, "What's Director Wu doing?"

Director Wu raised the back of his hand to wipe away non-existent tears from the corner of his eye: "I want to buy a 50,000 yuan coat, but my monthly salary is only 20,000 yuan, waaaaaaah..."

He wanted to make an impulsive purchase.

But he still has mortgage and car loan payments.

Si Qian thought it was no big deal and immediately started applying the proportional conversion algorithm.

"If you can afford it, then go ahead and buy it. Spending 50,000 on yourself is better than spending it on your child's extracurricular classes in the future."

Director Wu thought that made sense: "But I still feel a little reluctant to part with it, what should I do?"

Si Qian calmly said, "If you don't like the coat that costs 50,000, you can sell it on the second-hand market to recoup your losses. You can't possibly sell the child to spend money on them, can you?"

Director Wu has been persuaded.

Pei Li added fuel to the fire: "Buy it if you like it. You can earn money again if you lose it. But if you regret it after the baby is born, you can't put it back."

[It was like a sudden awakening; Master, I understand now.]

[Buying gold and selling it still yields profits, but selling a child is illegal, so having a child is less profitable than buying gold.]

[Even a large gold bracelet, when converted into real money, can only afford to enroll a child in an extracurricular class.]

Unable to bear Director Wu's indecisive manner, Director Zheng snatched his phone and placed the order and made payment immediately.

In the blink of an eye, 50,000 was gone.

I bought it for you!

The domineering CEO Zheng Youqian, weighing 200 pounds, lost his temper for the sake of his beloved.

With a wave of his hand, he emptied Director Wu's shopping cart.

Director Wu stared in shock at the extra goods awaiting delivery and the empty shopping cart, his hands trembling.

Director Zheng: "Were you moved?"

The next second, Director Wu's shrill roar echoed from the set—

"Damn it, you spent my money to empty my shopping cart, and you're asking me if I'm touched?!"