Director Xu probably felt that activities like finding ingredients were not interesting enough.

　　The next day, he directly had us collect eggs.

　　It was more fun than performing at the market, and everyone set off happily.

　　Until they were pecked one by one.

　　Everyone screamed in pain, except for Jiang Zhibai who didn't react.

　　He could even continue collecting eggs.

　　We were about to ask Jiang Zhibai for advice when the chickens flapped their wings and rushed towards us.

　　'Ah--' Immediately, the livestream screen turned black, leaving only screams.

　　The battle was so fierce that when we returned home, we didn't dare to casually sit on the couch.

　　Especially Jiang Zhibai.

　　He stood there in a very twisted posture, refusing to sit down.

　　Xu Fang didn't think much and pulled him.

　　Almost as soon as he made contact with the couch, Jiang Zhibai anxiously jumped up, saying, 'My legs are a bit numb, it's better to stand for a while.' Nobody thought too much about it.

　　I glanced at Jiang Zhibai's embarrassed face and then at his back.

　　I understood.

　　The places we were pecked were either our hands or arms, obviously visible.

　　And I guessed that the place Jiang Zhibai was injured was most likely his buttocks."

　　After the others finished tending to the wound and rolled up their sleeves to hold the director accountable, Jiang Zhibai was still standing there, not daring to make any movement.

　　I pulled on his sleeve and whispered, "Shall I help you treat the wound upstairs?" He probably didn't want others to see.

　　He couldn't just stand there until the variety show ended, right? "Where is the wound?" He instinctively denied, but after a few seconds, he said, "Let's go then." Jiang Zhibai cautiously pulled down his pants a bit and said, "This should be enough for applying the medicine." Who only reveals half of the wound when applying medicine? I stood still.

　　Jiang Zhibai had no choice but to pull down a little more.

　　I heard him inhale sharply from the pain and couldn't help teasing him, "Didn't you just say you didn't have any wounds on your body?" Jiang Zhibai blushed at his ears and muttered, "How can I say that in front of so many people? What if they all want to see?" Who cares if they want to see? I laughed so hard that I shook, and the cotton swab in my hand poked Jiang Zhibai's wound.

　　He immediately let out a squeal like a slaughtered pig.

　　Jiang Zhibai's voice became weak, "Even if I don't have a body as fit as those male bodhisattvas, you shouldn't use so much force, right?" Why bring this up again! I controlled the strength but couldn't control my mouth, "You did gain a little weight these past two days, you should start exercising." Jiang Zhibai suddenly turned his head and widened his eyes, "When did I gain weight?" "I get it, you just want to torture me so that nobody would stop you from watching videos of male bodhisattvas." "Being scorned is my destiny.

　　Even if I have a better physique than them after working out, you still won't like it." "Haha! Haha! Hah..." He choked on his own saliva and started coughing violently.

　　"These years of love and time, it's all wasted!" Jiang Zhibai was still muttering while I had already cleaned up and went downstairs.

　　Xu Fang looked behind me, but didn't see Jiang Zhibai.

　　She casually asked, "Where is Xiaobai ge?" I threw the garbage into the trash can and casually replied, "He's upstairs, he'll come down in a bit." Xu Fang and Lin Wenwen both opened their mouths wide.

　　It seemed like they knew something extraordinary.

　　I quickly explained, "No, he's also injured, just going upstairs to apply some medicine." Xu Fang and Lin Wenwen glanced at each other and said in unison, "We understand, you don't have to explain." ...

　　They don't seem to understand at all! After Xu Fang and Lin Wenwen said that, the bullet comments became lively as well.

　　"Just applying medicine? Respected Du Du O.o?" "See, see, I knew they weren't ordinary.

　　Why would they choose Song Wanhe separately with so many guests? Is it because Xu Fang isn't smart enough to help with treating wounds?" "Xu Fang (through gritted teeth): You better keep one eye open while sleeping tonight." "Hahaha, I knew it! Jiang Zhibai's expression was so twisted earlier, and he said he wasn't injured.

　　Turns out he was just waiting for an excuse to act cute with Sister Song." "Being kicked out of Song Wanhe's house? Can't even faze him!" Jiang Zhibai came downstairs at that moment.

　　He saw me sitting with other guests, chatting happily, and couldn't help coldly snorting.

　　Xu Rui sensed this strange atmosphere and silently moved away from us.

　　I thought Jiang Zhibai would be sulking for a while.

　　Little did I know that he would continue sulking until it was time for dinner.

　　I tried to offer him a piece of spare rib, but he smiled and said, "I'll get fat, so I won't eat it." I peeled a shrimp for him, and he continued to smile, saying, "I won't eat it." I lost my patience and ate the shrimp myself.

　　Jiang Zhibai: "......" Xu Fang approached him and whispered loudly, "Brother, you're going too far.

　　No one will pity you.

　　You should show weakness." How loud was it? Probably loud enough for even the viewers in the live broadcast room to hear clearly.

　　And Jiang Zhibai really took it to heart.

　　He stayed by my side the whole night.

　　Whenever I glared at him, he would look distressed and say, "The wound hurts too much." Me: "......" If he's acting like this, what else can I do besides letting him follow me? I can't say anything at all!