VHBF – Chapter 74 Movie King Daddy (Part 33)

At the start of the show, when the adorable little dumpling—still sleepy-eyed—was carried out by her dad, the “mommy-fans” watching at home went wild; the live comments exploded.

“After twenty-one years, my baby is still this cute!”

From the first episode, the child and the movie-emperor dad stormed straight to first place, and that impression stayed with the audience — they assumed this round would also be smooth sailing for the kid, who only needed to be cute.

After much insistence from the other guest dads, the director finally decided housing by drawing lots. There was one empty lot — whoever drew it would have no place to stay — while the other four would get the courtyard houses.

The audience scoffed at the scheming, cowardly dads. If they were really worried about our baby taking first place again, they should’ve just said it outright. Hmph — even if it’s by drawing lots, our baby will get the best one!

“No matter how many tricks you cook up, none can beat my Yin Zaier’s luck!”

The viewers were unanimous: the draw would go their way, no doubt.

But then the sly dads proposed that the fathers themselves should draw…

Zhu, the movie emperor, drew first. Throughout he looked calm and gentle; not a single frown. You couldn’t tell from his face whether he had won or lost.

“With our Yin big shot blessing him, daddy will definitely draw well!”

“Honestly, I never doubt my baby’s luck, but as for Zhu the emperor… emmm…”

After the other four dads drew, they all looked delighted. The audience had a bad feeling—and sure enough the director announced: “Unfortunately, Teacher Zhu drew the empty lot. Don’t worry, the production will provide you with a tent.”

Audience: “……”

A tent my foot!

“Director, have some shame! How dare you let my baby live in a tent???!”

“I was nearly knocked out—wasn’t this supposed to be a lucky start? How can Yin Zaier have no room???”

“Zhu the Emperor’s luck truly sucks—without his daughter he’s nothing… humph, he’s ruined my little treasure!”

The viewers, especially those in the baby’s mom-fan groups, were heartsick. They watched ruefully and angrily blasted the director on the live comments — viciously calling him heartless and wicked.

The other four dads weren’t exactly in a great spot either. If they hadn’t cheated, if the baby had drawn, she’d certainly have gotten a house!

As mentioned before, most of the over-a-hundred-million votes came from Yin Yin’s mom-fan base. So the majority of viewers were mama-fans — even if not hardcore, they were likely casual or sister-fans.

Under the audience’s pity and angry messages, Yin Yin and the movie-emperor dad made it through the first day.

The show’s provided food didn’t cover them, so the father-daughter pair went down the mountain to eat at a restaurant, spending the one hundred yuan the production gave them down to the last cent.

Viewers laughed and cried — glad that the dad would spend on his child, but also worried thinking, “How will this father-daughter pair survive like this? There are still four days to go — what will they eat and use?”

Unexpectedly, the movie emperor turned around and found some computer-repair work, and even performed a little “hacker” trick in public. He handled it smoothly; the audience and the onlookers were impressed.

Someone said at this point, “I remember—Zhu the Emperor was a well-known standout at Imperial Capital University. He was admitted with provincial-top scores, and I heard he later took part in international computing competitions, winning team second prize and individual championship. If you don’t believe me, check the encyclopedia…”

Fans: “!!!!”

“I almost forgot because of the haters — both his education and acting are impeccable. And now, it’s clear he’s a good dad too. Look at how doting he is, he pampers her so much — you can’t tell me he’s not a daughter’s-daddy!”

“Then what about the haters who kept stirring the pot? Who’s paying them to hate so relentlessly?”

“I don’t care about anything else, but looking at how Zhu obeys his daughter and pampers her like a treasure, I don’t think he’s as bad as the internet says. He must be a good dad.”

Seeing Zhu fixing computers, the child proudly showed off her dad to the repair guy, saying “See? I told you so.” That proud little expression melted the hearts of the mama-fans.

The moms chimed in: “Actually, the Emperor only got these gigs because of our baby — our baby shamelessly recommended him! If not for her, he couldn’t do it alone!”

“Zhu the Emperor is the one being carried by our child — no arguments!”

The audience watched on, anxious: from the beginning, the baby had no proper room and had to sleep in a tent. Even though she looked satisfied and said the little tent was cute, the mama-fans were worried sick.

Later, after the emperor spent the whole one hundred yuan in one meal, viewers fretted about what they’d eat that night or the next day. There was no way they could ask the child to go scavenge bottles, right?

Absolutely not! Many viewers commented that if Zhu later forced the child to scavenge, they’d go to his Weibo and attack him.

If he won’t raise her, they will! Can’t these mama-fans support just one baby?

Luckily, thanks to their little one’s enthusiastic recommendation, Zhu displayed a talent and managed to turn a thousand yuan, even striking a deal with a phone shop owner — at least they wouldn’t starve in the coming days.

When night fell, the movie emperor carried his daughter to the little pink tent to sleep, which made viewers feel sorry for them.

That place, full of plants and trees, had the most mosquitoes—especially in high summer. It was hot, mosquitoes were many, there’d be dew at night and a possible temperature drop; the baby was so small, sleeping there made everyone’s hearts ache.

Unfortunately, the cameras turned off at night. The next morning came quickly.

On day two, the emperor and his daughter looked fine and energetic; the other guest-dads and kids looked more tired, with dark circles under their eyes, making the viewers laugh, especially when some of those dads ran to the director begging to swap and take the tent spot because they were silly and clueless — it amused a lot of people.

But even though the baby appeared to sleep well, in the mama-fans’ hearts it was unbearable that she’d been made to sleep in a tent; they wanted to burst into the show and threaten the director with a knife to give them a house.

Who knew? The baby solved the problem herself!

Early the next morning the emperor took his daughter for a walk toward the back mountain. When the little girl pointed to a large villa and excitedly shouted “Big house!”, the audience’s hearts skipped a beat with a strange feeling.

That feeling was later confirmed.

The little girl went with short little steps to help a stranger old couple pick vegetables. The old man proposed a deal: if they helped sell the vegetables, and sold them all, he would lend them the house for a few days!

Some who had seen the baby selling vegetables earlier — or even gone to buy from her or take pictures with her — suddenly understood.

“So selling vegetables wasn’t the production’s idea at all. I cursed the director for being heartless for making a three-year-old sell vegetables…”

“Ah! If I’d known the baby was doing it as part of the show, I should’ve given more money when I bought from her — I cried so hard thinking the production took the money from the guests for nothing, making them earn their own money. That’s rough!”

“Don’t beat yourself up—if you met her and bought her veg, that’s great! So jealous!”

Father and daughter struggled to bring a cart of vegetables down the mountain. On the way, a friendly aunt explained the local market: everyone there grows their own vegetables, so there’s no shortage — it’s hard to sell.

Some local fans popped up saying the aunt was right: in this area the veg market is backwards — few sellers, low profits, and some days you might not even sell much. The baby might be disappointed.

Those who had been to her earlier vegetable stall just smiled and stayed silent, waiting to see the show.

Not long after, viewers decided they hadn’t really understood the little girl or trusted their own fan organization enough — after all, it was their backing that had cast over a hundred million votes for her fan club!

Right from the start the baby performed brilliantly. Because she was small, with short legs, her dad carried her up onto a stone table and placed her among the vegetables. With a sweet tiny voice she shouted “Vegetables for sale! Vegetables for sale!” The fans’ hearts melted, the comments filled with cries of “baby! little girl!”

Some customers lured in by her cuteness bought a few. She held a tomato carefully in her little hands and ate it with relish, slurping it up, and managed to sell the entire basket of tomatoes.

People laughed to see Zhu hesitate and then put a head of lettuce into his daughter’s hands.

“Emperor: Baby, your livestream-sell talent is amazing—these slow-selling veggies will be on you!”

“Vegetables, vegetables—go on, show that you can sell yourself out early!”

“Hahaha I’m laughing so hard — our baby is awesome, and look at the Emperor’s conflicted little eyes xswl…”

The camera cut to the other guests.

Watching the others scramble to earn money—singing in the sun, playing flutes to no one’s interest—later Mo Qi even took his son to do a plaza-costumed character gig, juggling balloons and interacting with kids to earn a hundred yuan, sweating under the hot sun. Compared with those others, the baby and Zhu looked relaxed.

Even if they didn’t have as nice a place to live, the Emperor took excellent care of his daughter. Sitting in the market selling veggies but not getting much sun, they looked comfortable — the gig was basically perfect.

But it didn’t end there. Halfway through selling, the little girl was recognized. A woman pointed at her phone and asked if that was her!

The viewers held their breath, eager to see how the baby would respond — would she be exposed?

With a snap, the footage cut. The show’s theme music for “Baby Daddy Battle” played and the TV showed a montage of behind-the-scenes clips…

Watching on a computer, many checked the progress bar and realized: it was over. The first episode ended!

Audience: “……”

“Are you kidding me? That’s a tease! Why leave it like that? I want to see my Yin Zaier! Director, you’re evil!”

“Aaaaah I need to see my baby! The director is so mean, I want to know if she was exposed, if they sold all the vegetables, and whether they got to live in a big house. I must know!! Where is your conscience, director?!”

“Sisters, let’s gang up and mail him some knives, move out — to Weibo!”