VHBF – Chapter 56 Movie King Daddy (Part 15)

“For the ‘Daddy Charge Forward’ segment, dads will race with their babies on their backs. We’ll set up some obstacles along the way, and you need to get past them and carry your babies safely to the finish line. Remember, you can’t drop your baby midway, nor can you put them down voluntarily.”

“You’re also allowed to create obstacles for each other within the rules—just no physical attacks.”

The director’s final words carried a deeper meaning, and the dads’ brows immediately twitched.

The total distance was 150 meters, with hurdles, foam blocks, and various obstacles in between. To make things harder, colorful flags were stuck everywhere to confuse the dads’ line of sight.

At first, the dads didn’t understand what “creating obstacles for each other” meant.

That was until Xie Liu, unable to resist, gave a tug on Movie King Zhu’s daughter’s pigtails. Movie King Zhu was forced to halt for a moment, and everyone suddenly realized what it meant.

The scene descended into chaos.

The little dumpling wailed loudly, shouting that her daddy must avenge her. She leaned out and tugged on Uncle Xie’s sleeve, then when her dad ran past, she turned her head, made a face at him, and stressed: “Uncle, Yinyin already said Yinyin and Daddy are the best and the most obedient. You’re not allowed to bully us! Why don’t you listen?”

Movie King Xie, now a few steps behind, because of being tricked by the dumpling: “…”

The little dumpling clung tightly to her dad’s neck, her milky little voice full of excitement: “Daddy, jiayou! Daddy, jiayou!”

Zhu Ji immediately sped up a little. He had exercised for years and had long legs, so he ran at a good pace.

And since his daughter was the youngest and lightest among all the kids, this time the other dads were the ones envious.

Meanwhile, Xie the Movie King bounced the six-year-old boy on his back and sighed wearily. Earlier, he had mocked that Zhu’s kid was too young and might lose easily. But now it was clear—this round highlighted exactly the advantage of being small and light.

His six-year-old son was the oldest of the five kids, and with all the running and pulling, it felt like half his life had drained away. He panted heavily.

Xie An’an patted his dad’s shoulder. “Hurry up, Daddy!”

Xie Liu: “…”

At that moment, Mo Qi ran past with his mischievous son on his back, overtaking Xie Liu. As he passed, he mocked: “Old man, you’d better hurry up!”

“That’s what you get for never exercising. Now look at you, weak everywhere! Didn’t you see how fast Movie King Zhu is flying?”

“Fly, my ass! Why don’t you show me one?!”

Being ridiculed like that, Xie Liu couldn’t take it anymore. Gritting his teeth, he surged forward, grabbed onto Mo Qi and his son’s clothes from behind, and sneered: “Old man, I’ll be going first!”

Mo Qi: “…”

The dumpling and her daddy were way ahead, overjoyed. She clapped her tiny hands throughout the entire run, laughing nonstop. Not only did she cheer endlessly, but she also showered her daddy with nonstop compliments: Daddy is the most handsome, Daddy is the best—those were the basics. She even picked up new phrases.

“My daddy is number one in the world!”

“My daddy is Superman!”

She even boldly turned to the director and negotiated about the prize money: “When we win, Uncle Director, don’t forget—you have to give us the money, okay?”

Everyone: “…”

Throughout the “Daddy Charge Forward” race, the dumpling acted as both her dad’s cheerleader and intelligence officer. Whenever someone tried to catch up or cause trouble, she opened her little mouth and reported dutifully.

Most of the time, she flailed her little arms to cheer for her daddy. Her method was simple: praise. Relentless praise. She buttered him up nonstop, and the more she praised, the more sincere she sounded. If anyone dared to argue, she’d glare right back: “My daddy really is the best! If you deny it, it’s just because you’re dumb and can’t beat my daddy!”

When this part aired, netizens were floored, witnessing the Movie King’s daughter masterfully buttering up her dad in countless ways. They all laughed so hard they nearly collapsed.

What kind of magical child was she?!

No wonder Movie King Zhu always appeared so calm and confident whenever he went out—turns out his little girl had filled him with enough confidence to truly believe he was number one!

Even the people on set were bewildered. Just listening to that sweet little voice praising her daddy in endless variations made them feel brainwashed.

Director: “…”

At the moment they crossed the finish line, hearing that soft little cheer in his ear, Zhu Ji suddenly felt clear and bright. No matter what he did, as long as his daughter was happy, it was worth it.

The day ended, and the first episode was finished.

The games in the first episode were packed and fast-paced. Editing all that into a two-hour variety show wasn’t easy. The editor’s hair was nearly falling out, but the final product was perfect: funny, entertaining, and full of eye-candy. Every moment was worth watching, and viewers would want more.

After watching the final cut, Zhang Daxi slapped his thigh in excitement. “It’s done! This show is going to blow up! Definitely going to!”

His assistant looked dazed and hesitantly said: “Director Zhang… didn’t you notice something?”

“What thing?”

Zhang Daxi’s face glowed. “Isn’t this great? Even I, a grown man, enjoyed it. It left me feeling satisfied. What’s wrong with that?”

Proudly, he added, “Didn’t I say from the start we had to invite Movie King Zhu and his daughter? Was I wrong? His little girl is a treasure—when she’s happy, she makes people laugh till they cry; when she’s moved, even a grown man like me gets emotional. Watching her makes me want to buy her candy!”

The assistant was speechless. “…And that’s exactly the problem.”

“You only remembered Movie King Zhu’s daughter. What about the others? Don’t forget, we invited five teams of guests. But in your cut, two-thirds of the footage is of her…”

“What happened to the others? Did you feed their footage to the dogs?”

He muttered under his breath: “Sure, it’s fun to watch, but it feels like a personal showcase. Everyone else is just air. If you broadcast this, the other guests’ fans will tear you apart.”

Zhang Daxi: “…”

He suddenly recalled the two-hour cut he’d just watched. Now that he thought about it, his mind was filled with the little girl’s face, and he couldn’t even remember the others…

He turned to the editor. “Did you leave the others out?”

The editor looked awkward. “Director Zhang, you told me to cut for the best entertainment effect. I followed your instruction and past experience to create the strongest variety show. And honestly… the funniest and cutest moments all centered on that three-year-old girl. The other kids were adorable too, but compared to her, they just didn’t shine as much.”

That was the truth. For variety shows, highlights were everything, and Zhu’s daughter was the highlight.

Zhang Daxi rubbed his balding head. “Fine. Watch it again. Re-edit it!”

He decided he’d “cheat” later by releasing the extra footage on Weibo for netizens to see. That way, even if the official broadcast lost some appeal for fairness’ sake, they could still win back votes online.

Humph! Just yesterday, that rival variety show director, Old Zhao from the dating show, had mocked him—said big stars couldn’t raise kids, that his show would flop, and even pretended to offer help pulling votes.

Zhang Daxi had been fuming ever since. Now he’d show them. He’d put everything online, and when he seized the golden primetime slot on Fruit TV, we’d see who got the last laugh!