After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

Jiang Manrong just entered the kitchen for a while and then came out again.

"There are only eight sets of bowls and chopsticks. Director, please divide them into groups and let everyone take turns eating."

After the director responded, the groups began.

It was probably because they were frustrated the last few times, but this time the three Si family members and Xin Jun were all at ease and did not fight for it.

The director directly put them and himself at the back of the queue, and some of them dared not speak out in anger.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock in the evening that everyone had a bowl of noodles. It was too hard to roll and mix the noodles.

It was already dark by this time, but fortunately there was no power outage and the hail stopped. The most gratifying thing was that everyone's mobile phones had restored weak signals.

"Everyone, while there is a signal, hurry up and tell your family that they are safe." The director ordered, and he also took his mobile phone to call his family.

The messages that Si Nian sent to Fang Xu and Gu Luan had been automatically sent out long ago, and they also received several replies.

Fang Xu learned that she was at the beach villa and told her to take care of herself, and Fang Xu would try to rescue her.

Gu Luan was worried about Si Nian and wanted to come to her in person, but Si Nian quickly refused. It was so dangerous outside, how could she bear to put Gu Luan in danger?

In addition, he also received a lot of messages of concern from people. Si Nian didn't have time to reply to them all, so he posted a selfie in his circle of friends to report that he was safe.

When I put down my phone, the director happened to come in.

He still looked unhappy, "There is a commotion on the Internet right now. Netizens and fans are very concerned about everyone's safety. Let's get ready. The program team plans to start a live broadcast to let everyone know that netizens and fans are safe."

Everyone had no objections, the staff gave up the sofa area to the guests one after another, and the live broadcast began.

Because there were too many guests, it was the director who decided to broadcast the live broadcast in a roaming manner. Whoever the camera caught would be his part.

The camera first focused on Xue Fangbai and Ji Ci playing Go at the dining table.

The two of them were playing Go, "Old Ji, you have to give in to me later."

"Come on, who can play Go better than you?"

The two old guys looked at each other and smiled, and began to arrange their troops. The battle was about to break out.

The director's voice interrupted at an inappropriate time: "You two, what are you doing?"

Xue Fangbai said helplessly: "Let's play chess."

Director: "Some fans asked, are you not afraid at all? There is a typhoon and hail outside, and there may even be a tsunami!"

Ji Ci looked up at the camera: "Is there any use in being afraid? It's better to play chess! Lao Xue, your red chess moves first!"

"Why are you so anxious? I don't have to think about it?"

Both the director and the live broadcast room were ignored. The director was helpless, knowing that these two seniors had no interest in the live broadcast at all, and they did not care about the footage and traffic.

So the camera slowly moved to the kitchen, where Jiang Manrong was doing the finishing work and making the dough.

"Teacher Jiang, what are you doing?"

Jiang Manrong looked at the camera, "I'm kneading the dough and planning to leave it to make some steamed buns for breakfast tomorrow. However, the ingredients are limited and I can only make salty and sweet vegetarian steamed buns. We don't even have eggs here, and we also eat dried fish. It’s over, alas, it’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.”

The barrage felt distressed for a while, and countless barrage flew past.

Jiang Manrong was still waiting for her face to be sent, so she took the time to chat with fans. She happened to see the questions in the barrage, so she picked a few to answer.

"Where is this? It's Si Nian's house on the beach."

"Because I don't live much, so I don't have any food in the house."

"You ask me if Si Nian is a little rich woman? I don't know. But this house looks like it should cost a lot of money."

"What did you eat at night? The noodles with dried fish toppings tasted pretty good, but they were a bit monotonous. There was no chili and it lacked soul."

"I took the dried fish with me when I left the hut in a hurry. I didn't expect to use it."

……

After chatting for about ten minutes, Si Zewen's fans in the barrage began to get impatient and clamored to see Si Zewen.

Si Zewen's fans took the lead, and other fans also clamored to see their idol. However, most of the fans were sane, and only Si Zewen's fans were the craziest.

Why aren’t Si Mianmian’s fans crazy? It’s not that he’s crazy, it’s that the number of people is too small. After several hot searches, Si Mianmian now has very few active fans, only trolls, sunspots and zombie fans.

Jiang Manrong has the strength and works and doesn't care about the fan traffic at all, but she is still a little angry when she sees a group of brats starting to scold her for dominating the screen for too long just to see Si Zewen.

I made an excuse and asked the director to take away the live footage.

The director could only leave the kitchen, and the camera swept across the hall. There were many staff belongings on the floor of the hall, which looked a bit messy.

Qu Ying and her two children were playing video games on the sofa. The three of them were small and the sofa seemed empty, but the sound of joy continued, attracting the attention of many people.

Qu Ying just lost the game and said hello to the camera.

"Hello fans, don't worry about me. I'm in a very safe place now. We will go back when the typhoon passes."

Some fans couldn't help but feel distressed when they saw Qu Ying's messy hair and her delicate little face looking a bit embarrassed.

After Qu Ying said a few words to her fans obediently, she was urged by Xiao Yan to continue playing the game.

【Depend on! I've been urging you for a long time. Did the director deliberately not let us watch Emperor Zun Brother? Is he injured? Why haven't we been allowed to see him? 】

[I don’t understand why Brother Di Zun wants to participate in this crappy show. He hasn’t recovered from his injury yet, so he went to the show to suffer. It hurts me so much. 】

[Director damn, we want to see Si Zewen! Don't force us to report the live broadcast room! 】

Seeing that he was about to be reported, the director frowned so hard that he could kill a fly.

However, he has nothing to do with these fans, because once the number of people reporting reaches a certain number, the live broadcast room will really be shut down.

He had no choice but to look for Si Zewen with his camera. When the camera turned, he saw Si Zewen, Si Mianmian and Xin Jun sitting in the corner. The floor was only paved with cardboard boxes.

At least Xin Jun knew about the character and was reading a book.

Si Mianmian was playing with his cell phone. When he saw the camera coming over, he immediately spoke to the cell phone.

"Dad, don't worry, we'll be fine. I'm super strong. This little bit of hardship won't defeat me!" Her eyes were red, looking aggrieved and extremely stubborn, like a strong woman standing in the strong wind. Little white flowers.

Paired with the way she squatted in the corner, it was absolutely stunning.

Si Zewen closed his eyes to rest, and when he noticed someone approaching, he slowly opened his tired eyes. He leaned against the wall with a tired look on his face.

The director handed him the phone, "Si Zewen, would you like to chat with the fans for a while?"

Si Zewen took the phone, and the camera suddenly zoomed in. A handsome face came into the camera, and the barrage suddenly burst into boasts.

【Kill in the face! My brother is really handsome. 】

【Husband kill me! Come closer and let me kiss you. 】

[My dear, Brother Di Zun is so haggard. I feel like he is going to be broken. I feel bad for him. 】

[Brother Emperor Zun, please pay attention to your health. Don’t work so hard until your injury is fully healed. Instead of participating in the show, you might as well chat with us live. Our money and people are all yours! Would you please stop working so hard? 】

[We all know about Gao Mei. Don’t worry, brother, we won’t let Gao Mei go! 】

[Brother Emperor Zun, why are he and Xin Jun sitting in the corner? Can't we sit on the sofa over there? There is obviously still room. 】

[Did you forget who was sitting on the sofa? It's the traitor Qu Ying. Brother Dizun must be disgusting with Qu Ying, so he would rather sit in the corner than sit on the sofa. 】

[That bitch Qu Ying, I can’t help but scold her! 】