Yet another day to be dazzled.

The program team and others, working overtime once again, had mastered the routine and, after dinner, settled at their respective workstations.

"Back to work!"

"Time to hustle!"

"Everyone, get spirited, charge, brothers!"

Remembering last Saturday's high viewership rating of nearly 18 points, everyone was fired up, their blood boiling as if ready to burst through any barrier.

"Roar! Let's do this!"

The assistant, too, was motivated by the enthusiastic rallying cries all around, clenching fists as if they would storm into every viewer's home and lock their TV channel.

"Huh? Director Lin, how come you're calmer every time?"

Turning their head, the assistant noticed Lin Chuan leisurely cleaning his ears with an earpick, his hand steady amidst the roaring cheers.

"Nonsense, that's why I'm the director and you're just an assistant."

"..."

Well, there's no need to be so Ginseng Rooster about it.