VHBF – Chapter 83 Movie King Daddy (Part 42)

The netizens were about to be melted to death by the cuteness!

Who was that sleepy, obedient little baby following behind her dad? Who was that shy little dumpling who hid back in her room, then came out all prettily dressed up?

That was their little cub!

“Wuwuwu, I’m going crazy! Being able to see the cub first thing on a weekend morning feels amazing! I’m hiding in my blanket staring at my phone with tears of joy!”

“My mom argued with my dad all last night about where to eat today to celebrate making the news. They disagreed the whole time and woke up with matching black faces. I opened Weibo and handed her my phone—instantly, the gloomy sky turned sunny!”

“It’s been so so so long since we last saw the cub. My heart aches! Finally, I can inhale some cub-energy to keep living. I’m crying tears of gratitude!”

“Hahahahaha, I didn’t expect you to be like this, cub! Such a little narcissist hahahaha I’m dying!”

“Yinyin Cub: Quick! Praise me! — Hmph, fine, you’re on the right track. I’ll reward you with a snack! (LOL sorry I imagined this and snorted like a pig o(￣︶￣)o)”

“Cub: I, Yinyin, am the world’s number one cutest dumpling. You mortals, bow before me!”

“Upstairs masters, I concede! Please expand on this!”

“I thought the baby was innocent, cute, sensible, kind, and beautiful. That was the limit of what I imagined. I didn’t expect she had extra attributes—she loves being pretty! She’s prideful!”

“I just wanna know how the Movie Emperor teaches his daughter… They say kids learn from adults. I suspect I’ve glimpsed something shocking. Maybe… possibly… unbelievable—the Movie Emperor is like this?”

The viewers burst into laughter at the pre-broadcast clips. As soon as the clock hit nine, they opened the livestream page neatly and eagerly.

This variety show was being broadcast simultaneously by Hai Jiang TV and their affiliated video website.

On screen, the little pink dumpling had her eyes wide open, looking around. “Daddy, where’s the camera?”

All staff had already stepped back. The Movie Emperor’s pleasant voice came, “Right above your head.”

Two round, black little cameras floated above her. The dumpling widened her eyes and took a few steps. She found the camera following her and even adjusting its angle.

Having seen little of the world, she was startled at first, but after a few steps realized it was fun. She ran around on her short legs, playing with the camera.

The viewers: “……” Cub… did you forget this is a livestream?

Thankfully, the Movie Emperor was reliable. After letting her enjoy herself, he reminded her that many uncles, aunties, and big brothers and sisters were watching her.

The dumpling froze. The audience watched in real time as her little chubby face switched expressions. She straightened up, clasped her hands together, stood properly, and bowed politely toward the invisible viewers. Her tiny voice was serious:

“Hello, uncles, aunties, grandpas, grandmas, big brothers, and big sisters.”

After reciting the long list of greetings—everything she knew—she finally took a breath and continued, “Thank you for watching my show. Yinyin is very happy.”

Bullet screen: You’re welcome you’re welcome, cub is so good!

Who knew—

Right after finishing properly, she relaxed and stuck out her tongue. “The director uncle taught me to say these.”

???

Then what do you want to say??

The dumpling switched tone, “Yinyin really is happy. Even though I can’t see you, Daddy said you can see me, so let’s chat!”

She climbed onto the sofa, leaned against her dad’s back, grabbed her favorite plush bunny so it could also appear on screen, and counted on her fingers as she spoke:

“Yinyin is happy because you all came to see me. Then Yinyin can be on TV and won’t be unemployed…”

For the first livestream, Director Zhao didn’t feel secure and followed the crew personally. Only a small assistant stayed near him; he sent everyone else away. He didn’t appear in the stream, only sat far back with a tablet open, monitoring the barrage.

When he heard that word, he asked on behalf of the viewers why she was “unemployed.”

The dumpling answered earnestly, “Adults go to work to earn money. Children go to school to learn. Daddy said that’s called everyone doing their job. But the teacher said we get two months off. No class, no studying, no earning money… Ai, so worrying!”

After that, she smiled sweetly. “Luckily uncles and aunties like watching me on TV. Daddy said you like me, so the director uncle asked me to join the show. So thank you!”

The viewers nearly cried. Their little treasure was too well-behaved! Her words were serious, ridiculously sweet, and somehow… a little reasonable?

The cub successfully dragged everyone into her “logic,” and soon, it ignited a new viral meme online.

School holidays were now “unemployment.” Company breaks? Also “unemployment.” Staying home doing nothing? Definitely unemployed. If you’re not studying or working, what are you even doing? You’re not as enlightened as a three-year-old!

Look at our three-year-old cub—she knows doing nothing is “being unemployed.” She has crisis awareness. And you? In your teens and twenties, and you’re worse than a toddler?

From then on, netizens didn’t say “I’m on vacation.” They said:

“Did you get unemployed today?”

If they had nothing to do:

“Estimated unemployment for the next two days. Bye… So ashamed!”

Aunties also loved to scold their kids:

“Our girl is only three years old and already knows to work hard. And you? Not going to improve yourself?”

You could bet people immediately cleaned up, headed out to find a job, or started studying. Bosses soon noticed their workers weren’t slacking off as much. This was good! Bosses couldn’t stop smiling!

Teachers noticed fewer students snacking, passing notes, whispering, or reading novels in class. Many sat upright, listening earnestly. A homeroom teacher asked a failing student why he wasn’t slacking lately.

The student puffed out his chest. “I’m sixteen! I have to do better than a three-year-old!” Otherwise, where would his dignity be?!

The trend became so widespread that #HowDoIMakeSureI’mNotUnemployed# became a top annual Weibo topic.

Little Zhu Yinyin was officially crowned by netizens as the most hardworking cub in history!

“This kid is gonna do big things, wuwuwu! I firmly believe our Yinyin Cub will become a legend! She’s so motivated at three—how could she not succeed?”

“OMG I’m ashamed. I’m a senior in high school and wish school could cancel class forever. I want to slack off for years. I’m guilty! I repent! I’m worse than a three-year-old!”

“Hm… I’ve lost all excuses for slacking. Great. Amazing.”

At first, Yinyin was excited during the livestream, but also a bit flustered, unsure what to do. In her mind, she’d received money from the director uncle, and the viewers were here to watch her—it was her responsibility to perform well and earn that money. She was a very responsible partner!

As the stream went on, she got more talkative. She chattered nonstop, fulfilling her “job.” When she got thirsty, a long, slender hand handed her a cup—it had a cute pink bunny design. She drank several sips and thanked her daddy in a soft voice.

She leaned against her dad’s tall back the whole time. The Movie Emperor only showed half his back, not his face. At first, viewers were too focused on the cub to notice. Now they realized.

Bullet screen urged him to show his face. It had been a long time since they’d seen him!

The director reminded the cub. She blinked and climbed onto her dad’s lap. The clever camera floated forward. Finally, the Movie Emperor appeared.

Netizens saw that in front of him was an open laptop filled with densely packed code that made their heads spin.

“Daddy, Daddy, you are my daddy! I kneel! I can’t understand any of it!”

“Father-in-law, your son-in-law is here reporting for duty!”

“Father-in-law, please keep taking care of my wife. I’ll pick her up in a few years!”

“In-laws, my son-in-law is still in my belly, just letting you know—see you in twenty years to finalize the marriage!”

“……”

The Movie Emperor gained new titles: National Father-in-Law, National In-Law. Fans always found a way to connect themselves to him!

After she messed around a bit, he rubbed her head helplessly, then picked up an orange and peeled it for her.

The refined, gentle man bowed his head slightly, lips curved in a soft smile, peeling an orange for the little dumpling in his arms—too beautiful a scene. The viewers subconsciously held their breath; even the barrage slowed.

What can you do for three hours?

For the cub, plenty.

She chatted endlessly at first. Later, she played with puzzles, stacked blocks for everyone to see. Sometimes she’d snack and recommend foods: this one tastes good, that one is terrible—don’t buy it.

In the final hour, she dedicated it entirely to praising her dad. By then, Zhu Ji had gone to the kitchen to cook, unaware his daughter was lifting him to the heavens and that the show was spiraling out of control.

She had only begun bragging about him when the director uncle awkwardly said someone was badmouthing her dad.

The reason? The Movie Emperor’s online haters were back again. This time, some kind of cheap paid trolls. In the past, at least haters pretended to have evidence. Now, they were brainless.

Yinyin said her dad was handsome—they said a three-year-old was shameless. They asked: who in the entertainment circle wasn’t better looking?

She said her dad read her bedtime stories every day, and she loved him the most.

The haters: “Stop pretending. The Movie Emperor had his three-year-old lie to whitewash him!”

She said her dad was amazing and that they were going to become big bosses.

The haters went insane.

“Big bosses? Yinyin, listen to uncle’s advice: be down-to-earth. Don’t brag. Everyone knows your dad went bankrupt and barely has money!”

“Your house is small. Definitely doesn’t look like a celebrity’s home. Still dare say boss?”

“Oh? If your loser dad becomes a boss, then I’m a Fortune 500 CEO!”

“He’s an actor. What can he do? Stop bragging, kid. Go eat your lunch.”

The barrage was suddenly flooded with toxic comments. The fans and normal viewers were stunned for a moment—then furious.

“You bully our cub??”

“You’re cursing out a three-year-old, are you not ashamed?!”

Mother-fans were about to explode. They typed slowly, and although they excelled at scolding in person, they weren’t as good online. They jabbed at their keyboards, wishing they could punch through the screen.

Too infuriating! When the cub tried so hard to sell how good her dad was, she was unbelievably cute. These trolls were simply heartless monsters!

Director Zhao’s face darkened. At first, he hesitated—he didn’t want to tell the cub. She was too young. No need to expose her to such filth.

But Yinyin was sensitive and noticed his expression. She asked if he was uncomfortable.

Unable to hold it in, he vaguely said some bad people were insulting her dad and told her not to mind them—they were brainless and talking nonsense.

Then the system popped up, explaining the barrage comments in child-friendly language.

The dumpling’s chubby face went taut. She glared at the camera, furious. Even the little tuft of hair on her head stood up.

She was ready for a soul battle with the bad guys—

No one is allowed to insult her daddy!!!