PFC Chapter 319 Will we still be able to eat this meal?
Chapter 319 Will we still be able to eat this meal?
Dong Taoran stood to the side, her eyes sparkling, her hands clasped together, constantly chiming in.
"Qianyi, come on, come on! This is definitely going to be super interesting. We've finally met, so let's create some unforgettable memories together. You're so knowledgeable, you might even be able to come up with some new ideas for the show."
After a moment's thought, Song Qianyi, who was also there for tourism, and with the expectant gazes of the three people around her, finally agreed to the director's request.
Song Qianyi nodded slightly and responded gracefully.
"We are honored by the director's kindness. Since that's the case, we will respectfully accept the offer. However, we would appreciate your continued support, as we have little experience in recording variety shows."
Upon hearing this, the director was overjoyed and immediately instructed the staff to prepare microphones, filming equipment, and other items for them.
Soon after, the recording officially began.
The first part is to visit a traditional handicraft shop with an antique charm and a sense of history.
The store is like a small art treasure trove, with lifelike wooden carvings, each texture seemingly telling an ancient legend.
The embroidered fabrics are exquisite, with needle and thread outlining a dreamlike landscape.
The ceramic ware is warm and elegant, and the flowing glaze seems to have captured thousands of years of time.
The host, with witty remarks and overflowing enthusiasm, introduced the cultural origins and exquisite craftsmanship behind each piece of music, captivating the guests who listened with rapt attention and nodded frequently.
Dong Taoran held Song Qianyi's arm affectionately the whole time, and would occasionally pull her to stop in front of some special handicrafts.
Shi Yu, Li Huanyan, and Gu Didi gradually lost their initial restraint and blended into the lively and cheerful scene.
Gu Didi was like a curious child, showing great interest in everything in the shop. She kept asking the shop owner questions, from the production process of the handicrafts to the origin and characteristics of the raw materials. Her persistent and inquisitive spirit was quite amusing.
Li Huanyan stared intently at the exquisite handicrafts, occasionally exclaiming in amazement. She would also exchange a few words of appreciation with Dong Taoran, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
Shi Yu, meanwhile, used her phone to capture and record these interesting and wonderful scenes.
During a break in recording, Song Qianyi seized the opportunity to pull Li Huanyan in front of Dong Taoran and introduced her with a smile.
"Tao Ran, this is Li Huanyan, one of my younger sisters, and also your loyal fan. She has always hoped to get to know you up close."
Li Huanyan scratched her head shyly, her face flushed, and stammered.
"Mr. Dong, I really love your plays. I've watched each one many times."
Dong Taoran found her appearance extremely cute and affectionately took her hand.
"Huanyan, thank you for your kind words. We can exchange ideas more often in the future, and maybe we can even collaborate."
Li Huanyan's eyes lit up like stars, and she nodded vigorously, overjoyed.
Looking at Li Huanyan's girlish demeanor, Song Qianyi couldn't help but smile. The usually lively and cheerful Li Huanyan was now so shy and timid in front of her idol, which was quite an endearing contrast.
As filming progressed, the group moved to a specialty food shop filled with fragrant aromas.
As soon as you step into the store, a variety of steaming hot and tempting dishes are served one after another, and the fresh and fragrant aroma fills the air instantly.
Dong Taoran enthusiastically introduced each dish to everyone.
Everyone was already impatient, and as soon as Dong Taoran finished his introduction, they all picked up their chopsticks.
After hearing the introduction, Song Qianyi became even more interested in these foods.
Suddenly, the shop door was violently kicked open, and a group of people stormed in aggressively.
The leader was a burly, middle-aged man with a fierce face, followed by several equally hostile-looking henchmen, each carrying weapons, including sticks and a camera. Judging from their appearance, it was clear they were up to no good.
Seeing that the others had put down their chopsticks, Song Qianyi and her friends exchanged glances and then put theirs down as well.
Upon seeing this, the staff quickly stepped forward to stop them and mustered their courage to ask.
"What are you doing? We are recording a program, please do not disturb us!"
The middle-aged man sneered and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Recording a show? Hmph, I bet you're just here to suck up to this shop on purpose!"
As he spoke, he slammed the stick in his hand heavily on the ground, making a dull thud that startled everyone.
The director frowned, stepped forward, and calmly spoke.
"Sir, you must have misunderstood. We were just recording a normal program. We chose this restaurant simply because it represents local cuisine, and we had no intention of showing favoritism. Please don't be impulsive and don't interfere with our work."
The middle-aged man glared and shouted loudly.
"Stop playing dumb with me. Don't even think about recording this show properly today. I'm going to show you what happens when you offend me!"