Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 475: Every Man for Himself in Times of Trouble

Chapter 475: Chapter 475: Every Man for Himself in Times of Trouble

[What did I just see? Two adorable mice sneaking food!]

[Wait, why do I see panic on their faces? It’s just instant noodles, why do they have to hide sneakily?]

[Ah, maybe they’re afraid of being accused of leading people astray? Even though I don’t get how eating instant noodles can be misleading. This stuff isn’t nutritious, but it’s not harmful either. Lots of people opt for it when they don’t have time to cook. It’s a personal choice, can’t put the blame on them.]

[You’re overthinking, who’d be that petty? I bet they’re just afraid of being caught by their big brother.]

[What we know = what big brother knows]

[Haha, I’ve already taken a screenshot and @Gu Cheng, Miaomiao, Little Che. No thanks needed; I’m just a good person.]

[How wicked! I’m going to @Gu Cheng too.]

[#MiaomiaoGuCheSneakInstantNoodles#, lift this to hot search, and big brother will find out for sure.]

Indeed, some people love the drama and rushed to stir things up under the hashtag.

In less than a minute, the hashtag skyrocketed as if on a rocket.

In the camera view.

Gu Che froze for a few seconds, then quickly put down the noodle bowl, grabbed his sister, and fled, the back view was the epitome of a hasty retreat.

[Ah, even in escape, Little Che is so cool.] 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

[There’s no need to run; we know already.]

[Poor noodle bowl was left behind, maybe it should grow legs to chase after them.]

[I suggest we give a round of applause to our hero of the day—the camera guy!]

[Clap clap clap!]

At this moment, Zhong Yi’s accompanying cameraman vaguely grasped the situation, feeling a mix of guilt and excitement.

As for those who clung to Zhong Yi, they’d already whipped out their phones for photos and videos, uploading rapidly online.

Some believe that Gu Che deliberately stirred up the topic, quite scheming, never sparing a child show. But most were laughing out loud, adding fuel by @Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng was in class with his phone on silent.

After class, he took out his phone, habitually opened the app, intending to check if there was any bad news about his siblings, but the phone froze.

Gu Cheng: "..."

After taking a few minutes to understand the situation, he planned to personally go to the program filming location to pick up his siblings.

Driving to a small supermarket, coincided with the show crew wrapping up, the children were waving goodbye, while the opposite sidewalk was crowded with program fans taking photos.

Seeing this, Gu Cheng felt uneasy and furrowed his brows.

Previously, the programs Miaomiao joined either promptly changed filming locations, isolating spectators who hurriedly arrived without finding the guests. Or they closed off a village until filming finished, ensuring the guests’ safety.

This program’s nature was different; the young guests frequently interacted with strangers, with ample time for spectators. Filming in Zhu Family Village wasn’t crowded, but now in a city street, convenient transport drew more people.

Though not greatly troubled for now, with Miaomiao involved, Gu Cheng was wary, fearing eventual impact on her.

Tuanzi was saying goodbye to her buddies.

This scene played out every episode; she adeptly hugged Ai Fengyi, sprang up, and down in seconds, then switched partners, repeating the move.

After the routine, the buddies reluctantly yet happily went searching for their parents.

"Sigh, I always feel like they put on a show of sadness deliberately."

Tuanzi wiped nonexistent sweat, suspecting she’d been played.

[Ancient Martial System: If you know they are deliberate, will you still cooperate?]

[Miaomiao: Of course I will.]

Just little requests from buddies, she was willing to fulfill them.

"Aaah, it’s Gu Cheng!"

"Director Gu, look over here!"

The sudden screams almost made Tuanzi jump.

She quickly turned, seeing a tall figure heading her way.

The opposite street’s crowd was snapping photos, wailing intermittently.

For the first time, Tuanzi didn’t show delight, instead looking around for a container to hide in.

"Aaah," she whispered-screamed, "Why is big brother suddenly here? Did he see the live stream?"

Failing to find a hideout, she spun anxiously.

[Miaomiao: Wasn’t he in class? A responsible big brother wouldn’t watch streams during class.]

The system chuckled, explaining begrudgingly.

A flurry of eager netizens madly @Gu Cheng, and propelled the related hashtag to the hot searches. Once Gu Cheng checked the app post-class, he’d discover the matter.

Tuanzi widened her eyes, incredulous.

[Miaomiao: How bored are these netizens? Reporting for what? Such a tattletale bunch!]

Many tattletales still waited for subsequent drama.

The remaining spectators passionately shared videos of Gu Cheng personally coming to pick up, satisfying the tattletales.

Tuanzi, the reported, could only tearfully accept big brother’s scolding.

Gu Cheng searched around, "Where’s your second brother?"

Tuanzi pouted, grumpily, "He ran away, leaving Miaomiao alone to face big brother’s anger. Miaomiao doesn’t like second brother much today, maybe tomorrow."

Despite Gu Che leaving due to a sudden urgent job requiring flight to another city, his dodgy gaze convinced Tuanzi he abandoned her out of guilt.

Tuanzi crossed arms, grumbling.

"When eating noodles together, we were great siblings. When big brother got mad, everyone flew apart, hmph!"

Saying this, she sneakily assessed Gu Cheng’s expression, finding unhidden emotions, she tentatively offered, "If big brother isn’t mad, then Miaomiao isn’t mad either."

The young director snickered, hoisting her up.

"You should stay mad," he strode to the parked car, noting Ji Zhangzhuo, who came to fetch her, implying Gu Che arranged post-fleeing. "Best to be so mad you reject his every proposal."

The failed test had Tuanzi hang her head low, growing uneasily irritated, head bumping Gu Cheng’s shoulder.

"Miaomiao was wrong, won’t eat candy next week, big brother don’t be mad."

Just then, Ji Zhangzhuo overheard, melodramatically clutch his chest, "Gosh, little junior, are you really forsaking sweet, fragrant candy? Is it worth a bowl of noodles? Alas, isn’t this losing a watermelon for a sesame seed?"

The girl raised her head, growling angrily.

"I’ll be a tattletale too; I’ll find big senior and tattle on you!"

How could second brother be this cheeky? Better keep company with Yun Mu!