Chapter 1630: My Parents Don’t Have Jobs

Director Ren quickly arranged the lodging for their family of three.

To fit the variety show’s theme, everyone would be staying in the temple’s meditation rooms.

The director had an assistant come over to explain things to Bai Zhi’er and her family.

Including their family of three, there were now six guests in total.

The remaining three were singer Xu Risheng, popular influencer Fan Qingbo, and the somewhat well-known Tang Qian.

Master Hui Zhen counted as a special guest.

That afternoon.

Bai Zhi’er’s family of three sat down in the studio.

Director Ren explained, "Because you’re guests who joined at the last minute, we need to record a teaser."

"What’s a teaser?" Bai Zhi’er asked.

"It’s just a short segment to introduce your family to the audience. Since you’re regular people, you usually just talk about your hobbies and strengths. If you don’t mind, you can also mention your occupations."

As soon as Director Ren finished, Fen Linxing said, "My mom and dad don’t have jobs."

All the staff present were stunned.

So the whole family doesn’t work?

But looking at their outstanding temperament, and the way they’d been going in and out alongside Jia Chuang’s CEO, everyone had assumed they were some kind of hidden rich family.

Director Ren didn’t look surprised at all. After struggling in the entertainment industry for so many years, he could tell at a glance whether someone had real substance.

"No jobs" probably wasn’t what he meant when he asked.

Judging from how this couple dressed, it was all high-end custom-made clothing.

Even if they didn’t have jobs, they were clearly wealthy people of status.

"Alright, look at the camera, we’re about to start."

After the cameras rolled.

Bai Zhi’er’s family of three all stayed silent.

Director Ren was behind the camera, desperately gesturing at them.

Feng Fuce finally forced himself to speak: "My surname is Feng, and these are my wife and son."

Bai Zhi’er followed with, "Our hobby is... traveling."

Fen Linxing held his iPad, his tone even calmer: "My dad and mom are really good at fortune-telling."

He had barely finished when Director Ren hurriedly shouted cut.

"Kiddo, that’s not something you can say!" Director Ren was so scared he broke out in a cold sweat.

Fen Linxing frowned in displeasure. "Why can’t you tell the truth? They really are very good at it."

"It’s not just them, I know a bit too. Director, you had a serious illness the year before last. It looks like it was cured, but it’ll relapse again in two years. Unless you go for a physical exam, once it relapses, it’ll never be cured again, and your wife and daughter will leave you because of it."

Director Ren stared at him blankly. "What did you say? How could you possibly know that?"

The year before last, he had a blood disease and went through a bone marrow transplant, and only after a lot of hardship did things start to look up.

But with that kind of illness, the doctors said the probability of relapse wasn’t low.

So he’d always been extremely careful, and from then on started pursuing a meditative, monk-like calm life, terrified of a relapse.

That was also why he came up with this variety show themed around living with monks and practicing meditation.

He’d never met this little boy before. How could the kid know he’d had a serious illness?

This was the sort of thing only his assistant knew; people in the industry had all thought he’d gone back to his hometown to accompany family.

Fen Linxing was about to say more, but Bai Zhi’er clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Director, don’t take it to heart. My son is just talking nonsense, you don’t need to take it seriously."

Director Ren came back to his senses and looked around at the staff. He let out an awkward laugh. "Children’s words don’t count. I won’t mind."

And so the teaser ended up being filmed in this muddled way.

During post-production, Director Ren didn’t have that conversation cut; instead, he used it as the highlight of the teaser and put it online for promotion.

A single stone stirred up waves upon waves.