Dawn.
The sun slowly rose from the east. The darkness was dispelled by the light, and the world returned to light.
"I didn't watch the live broadcast last night. I was alone and helpless in the middle of the night!”
"Brother, tell me the truth. Was it that teacher who accompanied you last night?”
"The moment I wake up in the morning, I can see the hardworking Teacher Huang. This is really the life I look forward to!”
"Why do I feel that Teacher Huang Lei doesn't look too good?”
"Didn't little sister Zifeng fall sick yesterday? Perhaps Teacher Huang didn't sleep well the entire day!”
"Where is Sister Yuqi? He hadn't seen her for a day yesterday. If he didn't see her today, he would be autistic!”
"Now, all the guests who yearn for it will stay for two days. I guarantee that I'll let you see enough today!”
“……”
Although it was eight in the morning, the live broadcast room was already very lively.
Hundreds of thousands of viewers were lying on their beds, watching the live broadcast on their phones.
It had to be said.
The eyes of this group of audience members were very sharp. They could tell that Huang Lei was unwell at a glance.
To be woken up at three in the middle of the night, and to realize that it wasn't a person who had woken her up, but a variety of things, no one would be happy!
If not for Zhang Zifeng using that golden talisman, who knows what might have happened!
Thinking of this, Huang Lei shook his head and tried his best to maintain his usual appearance. He poured rice into the pot and added ten red dates. Finally, he slowly poured in milk and placed it on the stove to cook porridge.
The charcoal basin below released a scorching temperature. Soon, the milk and rice were boiling, and the small mushroom house was filled with an alluring milk fragrance.
"Who can afford to eat in the morning?"
"As expected, Terunsu doesn't need money. You can do whatever you want!”
"This meal is really expensive. Ordinary families can't afford it at all!”
"The price of this bowl of porridge is too high. A bottle of milk is only six yuan, and there's almost a box in total. Who can withstand this!”
"Don't be jealous. He has the conditions now. Why do you care how he eats?”
“……”
At this moment, Peng Peng also walked out.
He squatted in front of Huang Lei and asked softly,""Teacher Huang, I heard you guys talking about cooking yesterday, but I didn't wake up. Did something happen?”
"Ah?"
Huang Lei was confused and shook his head." You must have been sleepwalking yesterday. We slept the whole night. How could we have cooked?!"”
Peng Peng nodded and said with a smile,"Then I must be dreaming!"
To prevent the audience from overthinking, Huang Lei directly denied this matter.
Not long after.
Zi Feng, Yuqi, and Teacher He also came down.
They looked at the boiling milk porridge and smiled.
"Teacher Huang, your milk porridge is too fragrant!”
"This milk porridge is very cool. It smells very intoxicating!”
"Aiyo, there's really no one else like this milk skin!”
A few people surrounded the milk porridge and praised it seriously.
The pots and pans were also squatting at the side, looking loyal, but their dog eyes were staring at the milk without any squinting.
Huang Lei took a look and asked doubtfully,""What about Little Zeng?"
Everyone looked around and shook their heads. Clearly, they did not know.
Huang Lei narrowed his eyes and suddenly had an ominous feeling. He said to Peng Peng,"He probably went out for a walk. Take some milk porridge and visit the little brother on the mountain.”
"Alright!"
When Peng Peng heard that he was visiting Zhang Yi, he immediately jumped up excitedly. He took a thermos flask and put the milk porridge into it before skipping towards Feng Linxiang.
……
The morning was also very simple.
After eating the milk porridge, the group of people started to make dumplings under the pavilion.
Because the rain today was not light, there was not much to do.
The program team split the screen very sensibly. On the left was a scene of a group of people wrapping dumplings, and on the right was a scene of Peng Peng going up the mountain to visit Zhang Yi.
As expected.
Most of the audience gathered around Peng Peng's screen, wanting to see his face.
Over the past few days, a large group of female fans had become Zhang Yi's fangirls in Yearning's live broadcast room. They were clamoring every day to give birth to Zhang Yi's children.
Dong dong dong!
Peng Peng knocked on the door!
Whoosh!
In the next second!
The wooden door opened!
Although the audience was prepared, they were still shocked.
From the first time they saw this scene, they had come up with a lot of ideas, but they still could not understand why a wooden door without any mechanism would open by itself every time!
Actually, this matter was very simple.
The two old ghosts at the door were the gatekeepers. As long as Zhang Yi allowed it, they were responsible for opening the door.
Peng Peng stood at the door and asked,"Little brother, Teacher Huang asked me to bring you some milk porridge. This milk porridge is delicious.”
A moment later.
A calm voice came from inside the room." Come in.”
Peng Peng nodded at the cameraman and walked in. The cameraman followed behind him. Before he could take a step, the wooden door closed again.
The cameraman pointed the camera at himself and said with a smile,"Dear viewers, this is someone else's courtyard after all. They naturally have the right to privacy. We must respect their rights.”
"You're a bad photographer!”
"Even if you can't go in, can't you take a picture of little brother's appearance just now? They didn't manage to get anything on this trip, but they managed to get two wooden doors!”
"Sigh, today is another day where I won't be able to see little brother.”
"Hello everyone, I'm a screenshotting dog. I have everything that isn't in the main film, especially the photos of the little brother. I have a lot of them. Now, it's five yuan for a close-up screenshot.”
"Shameless, how can you be so shameless? This is clearly a shared wealth. Is it appropriate for you to ask us for money? Oh right, send me your account number. I'll transfer the money to you.”
"Transfer money plus one!"
"Can it be cheaper? I'm just a primary school student and don't have much money on me!”
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