After Being Preached by my Senior Martial Brother

After all, during his first descent to the mortal realm, when the big devil was the Immortal Lord of Misty Immortal Mansion, he had to run around catching demons in all sorts of wild mountains and forests every day.

To be honest, thinking about it, that was also a hard life of eating and sleeping outdoors.

But Feng Xuan didn’t seem to feel he had a tough time back then, and even felt like he was traveling everywhere.

He had never said it.

But he knew in his heart, it was because Qi Zhuoyu would always create the best, safest and most comfortable environment for him every time.

Except for that one time when he blocked the lightning tribulation for him, which was very painful.

Those years he was actually taken care of quite well by the big devil.

Thinking of this, he felt a bit happy inside.

Feng Xuan’s belongings were as numerous as ever.

After all, he used to have the habit of moving like an ant, wanting to empty out all the furniture at home on a single trip.

In the mortal realm, he couldn’t use storage spaces.

Feng Xuan had to painfully give up, abandoning many comfortable sofas he couldn’t move.

Instead, he ran around the room like a happy little bird, packing up his favorite things.

Including but not limited to. useless egg baby pillows, a whole set of comics he thought he might read, a laptop to pretend to be a businessman (little bird baby couldn’t use version), useless bedside lamps, useless folding stools…

The cameraman watched as Feng Xuan had almost emptied out all the snacks in the entire fridge.

And when he was holding a huge air fryer, eagerly trying to put it into the suitcase.

He couldn’t help but ask the director for instructions. “Director, should we remind Mr. Xiao Xuan?”

What’s going on.

The cameraman watched anxiously, wishing he could personally go help Feng Xuan pack.

What’s with this feeling of watching your silly baby go out without bringing anything useful, just a bunch of completely useless junk?!

Mr. Xiao Xuan wake up, Mr. Xiao Xuan!

We’re going to record a show, not flee as refugees!

What are you bringing so much food for?!

The director said profoundly. “No need to remind him. Our show is meant to show what’s real!”

Cameraman. Trembling, and not really understanding the director.

The director said mysteriously. “Haven’t you noticed what Mr. Qi is doing?”

The cameraman looked over.

At the same time, the camera also turned over, then froze a bit.

The cameraman had participated in recording many marriage reality shows, but most couples actually pack their own things when traveling, or the wife helps pack the husband’s things. For those with children, it’s even more so – the wife not only has to pack for the husband, but also for the children, which everyone is used to.

So when Qi Zhuoyu was packing earlier, he subconsciously thought Qi Zhuoyu was packing his own things.

Unexpectedly, when the camera panned over, the suitcase was full of Feng Xuan’s things.

And completely different from those useless and fancy things Feng Xuan packed.

Everything Qi Zhuoyu packed was essential items to carry when going out, he could be called a complete pragmatist.

To be honest, given the public’s perception of Qi Zhuoyu.

If he wasn’t labeled as an abusive husband, he would at least be labeled as a male chauvinist.

But he neither stubbornly and domineeringly stopped Feng Xuan from bringing anything, nor did he skillfully pack things for his lover.

There was also a particularly subtle detail – when Qi Zhuoyu was helping Feng Xuan organize clothes, he wasn’t just grabbing things randomly.

He picked almost all the styles and types that Feng Xuan usually likes.

To understand someone to this degree.

It’s definitely not something that can be achieved through a show script or overnight.

Remembering how Qi Zhuoyu hugged Feng Xuan earlier.

It was as if, before Feng Xuan had jumped into his arms, he had already anticipated it and reached out his hands in advance.

The cameraman was stunned for a moment.

Oh no, why am I starting to ship this beautiful love?!

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“The One At My Home” was being recorded at the seaside.

The estuary of Yunjing was in the suburbs, an hour’s drive away.

The weather today was very clear, a rare sight of blue sky over Yunjing in the height of summer.

It improved everyone’s mood considerably.

The one-hour drive was quite long.

There was basically no interaction in the car, Feng Xuan started to doze off and directly fell asleep in Qi Zhuoyu’s arms until they arrived.

He was woken up by the huge cheers from fans.

As soon as the van reached the gathering point for recording, the sound of crowds could be heard outside.

After all, “The One At My Home” was extremely popular.

With flow stars like Xu Qingming and Cao Ren, fan support was naturally overwhelming.

What surprised the production team was that Qi Zhuoyu’s support was also very impressive.

And those local passersby who heard celebrities were coming to record a show – they might not recognize others, but who doesn’t know Qi Zhuoyu? The enthusiasm of onlookers almost overshadowed the fan support for Xu Qingming.

It must be said.

The public appeal and national fame of a top actor really can’t be compared to some little fresh meat idols.

However, when seeing the slogans of Qi Zhuoyu’s fans, the directing team didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Everyone else had normal wishes for the stars to have a smooth recording, only Qi Zhuoyu’s fans had a banner saying. “Your wife is hired, Father thinks that’s good too!”

Director Wang almost laughed so hard he slapped his thigh.

“Quick, quick, pan a camera over there and capture it.”

He knew exactly what fans’ microscopes love to see in the official cut.

Want to create buzz? The director wasn’t afraid!

The host warmed up.

Fans cheered.

The recording of the first episode of “The One At My Home” Season 2 officially began.

According to the script, it started with a warm-up mini-game.

It wasn’t difficult, just a “soulmate” game that ended in about ten minutes.

The undisputed winner of this game was Qi Zhuoyu.

Because this competitive elementary schooler of the Three Realms dared to use mind-reading even when recording a show!!

So shameless!

The second mini-game was Red Light Green Light.

This was a game Feng Xuan the salted fish excelled at – if he didn’t want to move, he really could stay completely still.

After winning two rounds in a row, the other couples started to complain jokingly, adding to the show’s entertainment.

They said it was too hard, Mr. Qi was like he was cheating, they couldn’t win at all! Strongly demanded that Mr. Qi not be allowed to compete!

Feng Xuan grumbled internally that the big devil really was cheating.

Humans, utterly defeated.

Director Wang also went along with it. “Alright! Due to the strong opposition from the other guests, Mr. Qi won’t be allowed to compete in the upcoming games!”

Huh?

Feng Xuan looked bewildered.

No way.

If he had to compete alone against others, he couldn’t do it!

Feng Xuan was about to raise his hand to object.

But then the director said, “Mr. Xiao Xuan doesn’t need to compete either. Actually, none of you need to compete in our next game.”

At this point, whether it was real or fake.

Everyone put on puzzled expressions.

Director Wang asked. “Earlier, the production team looked into the situations of our guests, and found that everyone has pet dogs at home, right?”

That’s right, this game segment was mentioned in the script given to the celebrities earlier.

When Director Wang sent it to Qi Zhuoyu’s manager Li Chaofeng afterwards, Li Chaofeng’s expression instantly changed!

Strange.

He thought Qi Zhuoyu would have objections, how come the top actor’s manager looked more devastated?!

When asking Qi Zhuoyu, Director Wang hesitated a bit. “Mr. Qi, last time we saw a doghouse in your yard, may I ask if you have a pet dog? Can it be arranged to participate in the show’s game?”

Qi Zhuoyu was only silent for a second, then answered. “It’s possible to have one.”

So do they have one or not?

Director Wang. “?”

Li Chaofeng. “…” Internally crying waterfalls!!

Some of the closer audience members had already vaguely guessed.

After all, there are many variety shows done with cute pets now, and they get high ratings and responses, causing more and more shows to imitate.

Director Wang: “For the next game, we’ll invite our guests to cooperate with their pets to compete!”

The camera panned out.

There was a long swimming pool, with various obstacles in it, set up for both the pets and guests.

Director Wang excitedly said. “Ta-da! Next, let’s welcome our guests’ little partners!”

Appearing in order were.

Xu Qingming’s Pomeranian, Cola.

Yuan Mengli’s Husky, Silly.

Da Lizi’s Corgi short-legged Mantou.

And—

Slowly walking towards the camera with heavy working-class steps.

Qi Zhuoyu’s dog of unknown breed—Sixth Prince!

Feng Xuan looked over.

Man and dog made eye contact.

In Li Chaofeng’s eyes.

He saw a look of “let the world be destroyed” resigned hopelessness.jpg

Feng Xuan. …

Feng Xuan. …

Feng Xuan. …

At this moment, Director Wang was still cueing the guests.

As the dogs were about to start competing for the villa ownership rights, did everyone have any words of encouragement for their dogs?

The first few guests went smoothly.

Hugging their dogs intimately.

When it came to Feng Xuan’s turn.

Director Wang inexplicably felt the scene was a bit awkward.

But he couldn’t say exactly where it was awkward.

Until Feng Xuan crouched down, patted Sixth Prince’s head.

After thinking for a few seconds, in a deep and calm voice, he comforted. “It’s okay.”

The youth said heavily. “Being a dog, who doesn’t go crazy.”