Esta celebridade ficou bêbada e surtou, fazendo toda a indústria do entretenimento chinês cair na risada!

Mushroom House.

Amid the lively atmosphere, a group of impeccably groomed popular young idols gathered together.

When it came time to order, Li Changfeng, the most prominent guest among them, spoke first: “Teacher Huang, I’d like to have sweet and sour pork!”

“I’ll have the nine-turn large intestine,” said Wu Qian, the second most prominent idol. “I’ve been on the peninsula too long; I haven’t had hometown food in ages.”

The other guests were relatively unknown trainees who naturally didn’t dare make requests in front of their seniors, responding with phrases like “I’m fine with anything” or “Anything works for me.”

Lü Ming, faintly smelling of alcohol and originally dozing off with his eyes half-closed, leaned back in his chair to rest. The babel of voices woke him, and sensing someone nudging him to speak, he had no choice but to follow the topic:

“Could I have a serving of green beans and eggplant, please?”

Everyone around instantly turned to look at him. To mention “green beans” in front of Teacher Huang? Was he courting death?

Even if he had recently been a rising star in the entertainment industry, times had changed. Now his popularity had plummeted to near oblivion—did he still think he was a top star?

Teacher Huang, seated at the head of the table, wore a displeased expression. Despite the cameras broadcasting live all around, he didn’t conceal his seniority as he lectured with a lofty tone:

“Honestly, with all of you here, I don’t feel much because I’m not familiar with you. I have no reason to chat non