Chapter 262: Chapter 262: My Dad Might Make Beg with a Bowl
“Thank you, Sang Qiao, for encouraging the contestants,” Sister Lv clapped twice to start.
The audience followed suit, and after the applause ended, one of the contestants boldly asked,
“Sister Qiao, have you watched our variety show before? I’m curious if any contestant has particularly impressed you and why?”
[Damn, this contestant is really brave! Asking such a bold question, it seems Sang Qiao will be in a tough spot. If she nas her own artists, it might seem biased, and she probably doesn’t even recognize the nas of the other artists.]
[…Sang Qiao doesn’t seem like soone who would spend ti watching variety shows; this sharp question might stump her.]
[However… the words of encouragent she just gave were really nice.]
Even the judges on stage couldn’t help but feel nervous for Sang Qiao when she took the microphone from a staff mber, “I have watched it. Ji Ba impressed with his powerful singing, Wang Danteng is interesting for managing to fall off the stage while dancing, and Liu Bin is also good.”
“Only these three people?”
Sang Qiao replied, “These three left a strong impression on , but of course, I rember so other contestants as well. I just won’t list them all.”
“Thank you for your response, Teacher Sang Qiao. Next, it’s ti for our contestants to play a little ga.”
Sister Lv quickly stepped in to smooth things over, worried that other contestants might ask tough questions, considering Sang Qiao was new to this kind of variety show setting.
Being able to handle the previous questions was already impressive; she was worried Sang Qiao might not be able to respond to further questions.
Even though the audience still had questions, they had to let it go. They were surprised that Sang Qiao didn’t ntion Jiang Chaoyuan, considering he was from her own agency.
“Our next ga will involve contestants drawing tasks from a box they must complete. Inside that big box, there are many tasks and also wishes from the fans.”
Director Huang took the microphone and spoke mysteriously. Next to him were two large boxes of different colors, but he only introduced one.
“Inside this one, we have the nas of the contestants. Who do you wish would draw the nas?”
Sang Shen pointed to the other box.
“Sister Sang Qiao!”
“Sister Qiao!”
The audience below the stage, coordinating with the judges, shouted Sang Qiao’s na.
They were also eager to have their own nas drawn, unaware of what tasks the production team had prepared, but being on stage ant exposure and the chance for the public to rember their nas.
“Since everyone wants Sang Qiao to draw, let’s have Teacher Sang Qiao do the first round～”
Director Lv finished speaking, temporarily set the microphone aside, and went to retrieve the box containing the slips of nas.
“Sang Qiao, please draw one.”
“Okay.” Sang Qiao reached into the box and pulled out a piece of paper.
Director Lv took it from her, peeked at a corner, and exclaid, “Wow, the person she drew really has a serendipitous connection with Sang Qiao. Who could it be?”
Hearing the word “serendipitous,” Geng Buju suddenly tensed. It couldn’t be him, could it?
Although he wanted to go on stage and interact closely with Sister Qiao, he wasn’t ready for the tricky situations the show might present.
Jiang Chaoyuan, sitting in the last spot in the corner, also stiffened. Serendipitous… It better not be him. He just wanted to quietly linger in the corner, useless.
[Sister Lv, hurry up and say the na!]
“[Help, I’m so curious now as she said it; who exactly has a fate with Sang Qiao?]”
“[My boyfriend and I already kissed, but the drawing results haven’t been announced yet? The production team is really shitty, deliberately slowing things down to keep everyone in suspense, right?]”
“[Whether the production team is shitty, I don’t know, but you upstairs are definitely not human!]”
“[This is too much! I’ve lived a life of kindness and charity, and I just want to watch a talent show; why must I endure this tornt!!!]”
“Jiang Chaoyuan! Please co up to the stage!” Director Lv announced, causing a shock throughout the audience.
How could it be such a coincidence? Sang Qiao just happened to draw her own artist?
Just as Geng Buju took a step forward, he imdiately stepped back—it wasn’t him…
“Is it ?” Jiang Chaoyuan said despairingly as he jogged up from the last seat.
“Our production team definitely has no insider dealings. Look, this box is filled with lots of slips of paper, all the sa shape and color.”
Sang Shen could clearly see the shock among the audience below, and considering the special circumstances surrounding Jiang Chaoyuan and Sang Qiao, not clearing things up would lead to criticism online.
He specifically took off the lid of the box and turned the slips of paper towards the cara in a circle.
“Hahaha, Director Sang Shen is really funny,” Teacher Huang said, laughing as he followed up by looking at the contestant, “Jiang Chaoyuan, your boss is right in front of you, are you excited?”
“…It’s okay.” If he could tell the truth, Jiang Chaoyuan’s reply would be, excited? More like terrified!
This situation was like getting a zero on a test and being caught by the class teacher; how could he get excited!
“Co, draw one,” Sang Shen said in a very gentle voice, holding the box full of slips of paper.
Jiang Chaoyuan randomly selected one and handed it over.
Sang Shen opened it, and instead of keeping the suspense, he turned the slip directly towards the audience. The projector also magnified the content of the slip onto the big screen so that both the audience watching at ho and the contestants could clearly see.
The slip read: Call your family and tell them you can’t make it on the outside, see how they would comfort you?
“[Guys, we better run; I just found out that Jiang Chaoyuan is the young master of the Jiang Family! Of course, a young master who can’t make it will go back and inherit the fortune!]”
“[Thanks to the sister above, I’ve temporarily stopped watching the screen; I really don’t want to feel envious…]”
“[Good guy, nowadays even young masters are out here striving on their own? If it wasn’t for Sang Qiao, I honestly wouldn’t even know who this Jiang Chaoyuan is!]”
“[I’ve figured it out; our young brother Chaoyuan is a bit willful. Others strive, he slacks off; others advance, he fails, but his strategy backfired—the fail itself is an invisible showcase of his abilities!]”
“Well… how about we have soone else make the call, or maybe a friend instead?” Jiang Chaoyuan looked uncomfortable.
“That’s not allowed,” Teacher Huang said uncompromisingly, shaking her head, and even had a staff mber bring Jiang Chaoyuan’s mobile phone over.
The mont Jiang Chaoyuan got his phone, he pressed the power button as if it were in slow motion.
Especially seeing his boss watching with interest, he felt even more despair.
Jiang Chaoyuan still wanted to struggle for himself, his face serious: “I think if I make this call, my dad might tell to take a bowl and go begging under the bridge.”
A burst of laughter erupted from the audience, “Hahaha.”
The three ntors and Sang Qiao: “?”
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