In a square in the capital city.
On a pre-cleaned venue, several handsome men and beautiful women stood together, exchanging greetings.
Jian Xiuhuan stood far away, glancing at his phone from time to time, looking absent-minded.
Surrounding them were cameramen, capturing their every move with their cameras and broadcasting it live to every viewer's phone.
This was the filming site of "Let's Go, New Home!", or rather, the departure site!
This variety show, which had been popular for over a decade, had remained evergreen amidst the surge of various variety shows, thanks to its ability to keep pace with the times, its innovative spirit, and its constant consideration of the audience's spiritual needs.
Twenty years ago, the new home in the program.
It was a water spirit girl who had left the mountains and transformed herself while making a living in the big city, finally owning her own new home.
Ten years ago, the new home in the program.
It was the hard-earned satisfaction and the poignancy hidden within the laughter during China's rapid rise, experienced by countless ordinary people.
It was also the warm daily life of someone who, after drifting for many years, finally brought their parents to their new home.
And now, the new home in the program.
It was the return to green mountains and clear waters, to a leisurely and comfortable life, after years of hard work and achieving success.
The search for a piece of land where one could completely relax, no longer burdened by heavy work or constantly worrying about the future.
Regardless of whether the program content was controversial, it had indeed kept pace with the times.
Just like now, when live streaming became a public entertainment need, the program followed the trend.
It became the first program in the country to combine variety show recording with live streaming.
This allowed the most genuine side of the celebrities' daily lives to be presented to the audience, and viewers could choose whether or not to watch the unedited live content.
Of course, there were also disadvantages.
The real-time live broadcast footage significantly reduced the program team's flexibility.
Director Hu Guangxu, sitting in a program vehicle not far away, stared at the live content on his tablet and couldn't help but pull at his sparse hair.
Jiang Bin sat beside him, also watching the content on the screen.
Jiang Bin asked worriedly, "Director Hu, isn't it a bit risky for us to start broadcasting like this?"
Hu Guangxu lit a cigarette and said, "Regardless of whether the effect is good or bad, people will only remember the one who dared to be the first."
Jiang Bin thought of a serious problem, "But if these celebrities can't maintain their personas and break character on the show, it could cause a lot of trouble."
Hu Guangxu stroked his thinning forehead, "Don't worry, I have it under control. The live broadcast isn't real-time; there's a three-second delay."
"If I don't notice it afterwards, I'll remind them immediately. If the reminder is useless, then it's their own business."
"They all signed contracts when they participated in the program."
Jiang Bin let out a sigh of relief.
That was true; if he could think of it, how could Director Hu not?
He was now only worried about one thing.
"But Xiao Sheng hasn't arrived yet. If the other guests have to wait too long, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among their fans."
"Should we start recording in advance? Or wait until Xiao Sheng arrives?"
Hu Guangxu waved his hand, "Xiao Sheng will be here soon, and it's understandable for the little girl to be late. Let them create some buzz first. We shouldn't waste the heat they're bringing."
Jiang Bin sighed softly.
Although he didn't quite agree with Hu Guangxu's approach of prioritizing traffic, he could understand it.
After all, Hu Guangxu had to be responsible for the program.
The dazzling sun in the sky slowly moved. The guests in the square could no longer stand the rising temperature and were finding shady spots to hide.
Among them, the youngest, Zhu Danni, known as the "National Sister," was the first to lose patience. She turned to another female guest beside her and asked.
"Sister Yaoyao, do you know who the last guest is? We were told to gather here punctually at nine o'clock, so why is he so late?"
"Didn't the program team go to hurry them? Or at least give us an explanation?"
The woman beside her, with her hair in big waves and red nail polish, and a bright appearance, snorted.
"I don't know."
And that was all.
Her dissatisfaction was evident in her tone.
After the live broadcast began, viewers who had flooded in began to post countless question marks.
—What the heck? I just cursed the program team for being unreasonable, making the guests stand in the sun for so long.
—And now you're telling me it's not the program team's fault, but someone else hasn't arrived yet?
—Poor Sister Ni Ni, who is this person that's so important that they're making everyone wait this long?
—I don't know, but I'll blacken them first. No matter how important they are or what their reason is, being late is wrong!
—Could it be traffic?
—They were supposed to gather at nine, and it's already nine-thirty. Can traffic jams explain this? Even if it's traffic, can't they make a phone call first?
—What is Xiuhuan doing standing alone in the sun? Why does he look so absent-minded? He doesn't seem to be in good spirits.
—Didn't you see the news a few days ago? His sister was kidnapped. It's already considered professional of him to still come and participate in the program recording.
—How is Xiao Sheng doing? Have they found her?
—I don't know. The reward has been withdrawn, so they should have found her.
The last guest had yet to arrive, but the viewers in the live stream had already started complaining.
Ten minutes later, just as the guests and viewers were getting impatient, and some had even started walking towards the program's special vehicle.
A Koenigsegg Gemera sports car stopped in the parking lot beside the square with a beautiful drift.
The guests and cameramen, bored by the long wait, were all captivated by the sleek and luxurious design of the car, and then they couldn't tear their eyes away.
"What kind of car is that? It's so beautiful!"
Even Zhu Danni, who had little interest in sports cars, widened her eyes and exclaimed subconsciously.
The cameramen were also sharp. One of them focused on the top-tier supercar that exuded an aura of wealth just by its appearance.
Soon, the basic information and performance of the car were posted on the bullet screen by someone.
However, these people only drooled over the car, expressed their envy with sour remarks, and then felt it had nothing to do with them.
"Koenigsegg CCXR Edition, limited to fourteen units worldwide, with a pre-tax price of 1.5 million Euros..."
While netizens were sharing information about the car's price and performance, Xiao Yufeng next to him muttered softly.
As a sports car enthusiast, he was very familiar with these top-tier supercars in the world.
But what he cared more about wasn't the price that deterred countless people, but the meaning behind this car's appearance here.
If he remembered correctly, there was only one Koenigsegg CCXR Edition that had entered China, and it was in the hands of a certain prodigy.
But why would this car come here?
Xiao Yufeng watched from afar, filled with doubt.
Just then, he saw the car's wings, like ghostly wings, slide open, and a tall and straight young man emerged from the driver's seat.
The young man walked to the passenger seat, slightly bent over, as if saying something, or perhaps inviting someone to get out.
Xiao Yufeng's pupils suddenly constricted.