sinovels Chapter 331: The new variety show "The Happiness Trio" achieves phenomenal ratings.
Chapter 331: The new variety show "The Happiness Trio" achieves phenomenal ratings.
Along the azure coastline, several ultra-high-definition drones roared past, revealing a panoramic view.
The camera quickly pans across the pristine white sand beach, finally settling on the original eco-friendly seaside villa halfway up the mountain.
The phenomenal variety show "The Happiness Trio: Special Season with Kids," produced by Hunan TV with all its resources, has officially premiered.
Less than three minutes after the program went live, the number of viewers in the live stream exceeded 80 million.
The entire server was so overwhelmed by this massive traffic that its red light started flashing.
The barrage of comments completely obscured the screen, leaving not a single gap.
"Warning: High-energy content ahead! Come see how the Wall Street killer became a full-time stay-at-home dad!"
"I'm so excited! This is Godfather Lin's first variety show appearance!"
As the camera cuts into the interior of the villa, the luxurious daily life of the domineering CEO that the audience had expected does not appear.
Instead, a scene that completely surprised everyone burst into everyone's view.
In the open kitchen.
Lin Zhou, who once intimidated his opponent with just a glance at a financial summit, was now wearing a pink apron with Hello Kitty printed on it.
He held the six-month-old Lin An in his left hand and was frying a golden cod in the pan with a spatula in his right hand.
On a small stool nearby, Nuonuo held a small megaphone and patrolled back and forth like a supervisor.
"Dad, the fire's too big! The fish'll be burned to a crisp!"
"And also, you need to add the chopped green onions first. That's how Grandpa Chen always does it!"
Lin Zhou's forehead veins throbbed, but his hand movements remained as steady as a rock.
"Comrade Lin Nuonuo, please believe in the culinary skills of a man who once ate a lizard raw in the Amazon rainforest."
"What you call wilderness survival, this is called cooking for a fairy, the requirements are different!"
Nuonuo retorted confidently, her little mouth pouting high.
The comments section erupted in laughter.
"Haha, Mr. Lin's position in the family is crystal clear!"
"A powerful financial tycoon was actually being bossed around by a five-year-old girl."
"This unexpected contrast is so adorable, I'm totally shipping them!"
Just as Lin Zhou was preparing to plate the cod perfectly.
Lin An, nestled in his arms, suddenly squirmed restlessly twice.
The little guy grinned, revealing an innocent smile.
Immediately afterwards, a warm liquid spread from Lin Zhou's bespoke shirt directly onto the pink apron.
Tick.
Water droplets fell onto the clean floor, making a crisp sound.
The air in the kitchen seemed to freeze instantly.
Lin Zhou stiffly lowered his head, looked at the suspicious water stain on his chest, and took a deep breath.
"Lin An!"
Lin Zhou gritted his teeth and roared.
"You little brat, you peed on my suit yesterday, and you peed on my apron today. Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"
But Xiao An'an wasn't afraid at all; instead, she clapped her hands excitedly and giggled.
Upon seeing this, Nuonuo immediately ran over to protect her cub.
"Dad, you're not allowed to yell at your little brother! It's your fault for not putting diapers on him!"
"We're in the middle of nowhere, and the diapers are still in the suitcase!"
The viewers in front of the screen laughed so hard they almost smashed their phones.
"A memorable scene unfolds! A multi-billion dollar tycoon is subjected to a baptism of urine by his own son!"
"Mr. Lin: I can dominate the global economy, but I can't control my son's sphincter muscles."
Despite his complaints, Lin Zhou's movements were swift and efficient.
He held the child in one arm and pulled out a wet wipe with the other, quickly cleaning up the mess.
Then he casually pulled off his apron, revealing a white shirt underneath that was soaked with water, faintly showing the lines of his well-defined abdominal muscles.
This wild scene drove the female viewers in the live stream completely wild.
After changing his clothes, Lin Zhou carried a wooden bucket to the beach outside the villa.
The production team deliberately made things difficult by not preparing enough ingredients.
Lin Zhou didn't even frown, and picked up a sharpened tree branch.
His eyes instantly turned as cold as knives.
With a splash, he plunged into the rocky area of the shallow sea.
In just three to five minutes.
When he resurfaced, two plump sea fish and an astonishingly large blue crab were stuck firmly in the tree branch.
Water droplets slid down his sharp jawline, reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight.
"My God! Is this fishing or assassination?"
"With Mr. Lin's skills, it's a shame he's not making action movies!"
"He can wield immense influence in the financial world and also survive and raise a child in the wilderness—this man is amazing!"
At lunchtime, the sumptuous seafood feast made Nuonuo eat until her mouth was greasy.
Lin Zhou carefully removed the fish bones and placed the tenderest fish meat into his daughter's bowl.
Just then, the doorbell of the villa rang.
Su Qingge pushed open the door and entered.
She made a special trip to fly over to visit the set today, still wearing her trench coat that she hadn't had time to change out of, looking aloof and ethereal.
"Mother!"
Nuonuo cheered and jumped into Su Qingge's arms.
Lin Zhou stood up, the sharpness in his eyes completely disappearing the moment he saw his wife.
He stepped forward and naturally took the bag from her hand.
Just as the two crossed paths.
The production team's hidden backup camera in the corner of the locker captured a private scene that made the entire internet scream.
Taking advantage of the moment when her daughter turned her back, Lin Zhou turned her head and gently bit Su Qingge's earlobe.
His movements were both roguish and overflowing with doting affection.
Su Qingge's ears turned slightly red, and she reached out and gave him a light pinch on the waist.
"Stop it, there are cameras everywhere."
"What's there to be afraid of? I'm kissing my own wife, what business is it of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television?"
Lin Zhou chuckled softly, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing the screen.
This unexpected display of affection propelled the live stream to new heights of popularity.
"Kill me to entertain you two!"
"These two are so lovey-dovey even with their backs to the camera, it's almost too sweet!"
"Is this what love is like for the big shots? I'm so jealous, I'm really jealous."
The afternoon was peaceful and cozy.
A gentle sea breeze was blowing outside, and a soft carpet was laid in the living room of the villa.
Lin Zhou sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, processing an urgent email regarding a multinational merger and acquisition.
Su Qingge sat on the sofa, reading picture books to Xiao An'an.
This serene and beautiful scene is just like a top-notch oil painting.
The show's director was so excited watching the ratings curve on the monitor that his hands trembled.
This isn't filming a variety show; it's clearly filming a ratings phenomenon.
Any frame you capture can be used as wallpaper.
Lin Zhou is a typical aloof and arrogant tycoon.
Once you let your guard down and return to your family, that approachable, down-to-earth atmosphere is the most deadly poison.
The comments section was filled with discussions about Lin Zhou's barely visible abs and Su Qingge's stunning good looks.
Little An'an seemed to have gotten tired of the picture book and wriggled her body to get up from the carpet.
The little guy, who is just over six months old, already has remarkably strong limbs.
He slowly crawled along the edge of the sofa towards the corner.
There was a Steinway grand piano there, used as a prop by the production team.
Lin Zhou caught a glimpse of his son's movements out of the corner of his eye, but did not stop him; he simply closed the laptop silently.
Xiao An'an, holding onto the piano bench, struggled to her feet.
His large, clear eyes reflected the black and white piano keys, radiating a sense of wonder.
Nuonuo ran over and curiously approached her younger brother.
"Little brother, this is a piano, Mom plays it. You're too young to press the keys."
The little girl was explaining the science in a very serious manner.
Su Qingge put down her book and smiled as she looked at the siblings beside the piano bench.
She doesn't believe a six-month-old baby can understand musical instruments.
Most likely, they were just curious and wanted to make a sound by hitting it.
The viewers in the live chat all thought the same thing.
"Look, the young master is about to smash the piano!"
"This piano is so expensive, the production team must be heartbroken."
"Doesn't President Lin care at all? Is he really just letting his kids destroy the house?"
Just when everyone thought Lin An would randomly smash the piano keys with both hands...
The little guy did something that surprised everyone.
He didn't pat it.
Instead, it extended a chubby index finger.
His gaze became focused at that moment.
Without any hesitation.
His little finger landed precisely on middle C.
Ding.
The crisp sound of the piano echoed in the spacious living room.
Su Qingge's expression faltered slightly.
She was somewhat surprised by the force with which her son touched the keys.
The way the force was applied was not like a baby's random pressing; instead, it revealed a touch of skill.
This is not over yet.
Xiao An'an seemed quite satisfied with the voice, and the corners of her mouth turned up.
Immediately afterwards, his little hands pressed several notes on the keyboard.
Ding, dong, dang.
It wasn't just random noise.
It was a short, rhythmic prelude.
A combination of several simple musical notes.
It even vaguely pieced together a variation of Su Qingge's famous song from back then.
Not only was the rhythm right.
Even the pitch was perfect.
The huge live stream room instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Then, the screen exploded with comments.
"Did I hear that right? This baby is playing a melody?"
"This is definitely scripted! How could a six-month-old possibly understand music theory!"
"Is the person above jealous? Didn't you see he was pressing the key with one finger? Where did he get the script?!"
The music instructor jumped up backstage.
"Genius! That's absolute perfect pitch!"
Lin Zhou raised an eyebrow, a hint of unexpected elation flashing in his deep eyes.
He knew that the "innate talent" rewarded by the system was very strong.
But I never expected that this little guy, who is only six months old, could display such domineering potential.
Su Qingge suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the piano.
She crouched down and looked directly into her son's pure eyes.
"An'an, could you play that piece for Mommy again?"
The little one turned his head and looked at his mother.
He blinked.
She stretched out that chubby little hand again.
"Dad, look at my little brother!"
Nuonuo exclaimed in surprise from the side.