After some hesitation, the director spoke carefully: “Mr. Jiang… your cousin… she’s pretty sharp. Aside from the first day, she’s calmed down quite a bit. She completed both of our sabotage tasks perfectly. She even attracted a bunch of fans. Right now, we’re laying low because… we’re not sure what to do next…”
Normally, if a guest wasn’t being targeted and was performing well, the program would just start promoting them. It still brought in views.
But Jiang Qingli was different. The director had accepted Jiang Zheng’s money—he couldn’t just turn around and give her the spotlight.
The Jiang Corporation wasn’t some small-time name. And between a sixteen-year-old girl and an adult man with real power, the choice was obvious.
That’s why he made the call—to avoid letting things spiral out of control. The last thing he wanted was to offend Jiang Zheng. Variety show directors didn’t hold much sway in the entertainment industry. He still needed investors for his future projects.
Jiang Zheng frowned when he heard that. “She completed the task?”
“Yes,” the director confirmed with a nod. “Whether it was playing with the kids or handling a long and detailed task, she did an amazing job. She even trended online. Not once did she show any negative emotions.”
At this point, even the director was a little impressed.
This girl—if she were in the entertainment industry—would blow up.
Too bad she was born into a wealthy family and destined to be watched closely.
Jiang Zheng’s expression darkened. He didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he opened his computer and searched for “Jiang Qingli.”
What popped up were headlines like:
“Reversed Life: Jiang Qingli Outsmarts the Wild Kids”
“Reversed Life: Just How Skilled Is Jiang Qingli?”
“Reversed Life’s Most Beautiful Guest Ever: The Stunning 16-Year-Old Girl Wows Everyone”
All he saw were praises. Jiang Zheng’s gaze turned colder, but he could tell the director wasn’t lying—none of the tasks she completed were things the Jiang Qingli he remembered should’ve been able to pull off.
He had never underestimated her. Though she looked like a rebellious teenager, she had strong morals and was extremely smart. Her grades were excellent. The only problem was her temper—whenever she got upset, she’d hand in blank tests. Her teachers had called home multiple times, expressing their regret and urging the family to care more about her emotional well-being.
It was through those repeated calls that Jiang Zheng learned about her real situation. When someone brought up Reversed Life, the show, it gave him an idea. He never imagined it would instead bring out her resourcefulness.
If the old man saw this, he’d probably be overjoyed—and take her side, which would ruin Jiang Zheng’s plans.
Jiang Zheng took a deep breath and said, “Give her all the gross, dirty tasks for now. I’ll figure out the rest.”
“Got it!” the director quickly agreed.
After hanging up, he started frowning over the list of prepared tasks, trying to pick the dirtiest one that might trigger someone with OCD.
Day 3 of the live broadcast. The third task was announced.
“Without using the program’s food rewards or anything bought by the Xu family, please prepare a meal to thank Grandpa Xu. The meal must include at least two meat dishes. Reward: one bicycle.”
Qingli read the task aloud, then tilted her head and smiled. “Why would I want a bicycle?”
The staff member who delivered the task laughed. “Xu Ci and Xu Shan’s school is far. It takes them over an hour to walk there. With a bicycle, it would only take thirty minutes. It would save them a lot of time. Of course, you’re free to decline the task. There’s no penalty.”
It was the weekend, so both Xu Ci and Xu Shan were nearby. As soon as they heard that, they shook their heads.
Xu Shan piped up cheerfully, “We don’t need a bike! Qingli, you probably haven’t cooked before, right? Just forget it—we’re already eating pretty well now.”
“Yeah!” Xu Ci nodded seriously. The teenage boy’s tanned face looked solemn. “There’s no meat in the house except what the show gave us. All we have are some vegetables.”
[Comment section:]
“Yikes! Anyone else notice how the tasks keep getting harder? Is this a reform show or just targeted bullying?”
“The other rooms aren’t much better! They made an acrophobic kid climb a tree to save a bird! I’m so mad I came here to cool off. This girl’s a lot tougher—less emotional torture!”
The director, watching the livestream, scoffed. How else are we supposed to generate buzz? This is how you show ‘redemption.’
But Xu Shan and Xu Ci’s protests didn’t shake Qingli. She frowned like she was thinking hard. “You want me to go hunting in the mountains? You think I’d dare, and you’d even follow me? Even sparrows are protected animals now!”
A staffer coughed awkwardly. “There’s a small stream near the village. A lot of locals catch fish there. We scouted it—there’s plenty of fish.”
Xu Shan’s eyes lit up. “We can do that! My brother’s good at catching fish!”
Xu Ci gave a confident nod, his handsome face glowing with pride.
“Oh?” Qingli’s eyes sparkled with interest, but she quickly hesitated. “But who’s going to clean the fish once they’re caught?”
“You are,” the staffer said firmly. “You have to cook this meal entirely by yourself. Others can only give verbal advice.”
Kill the fish.
Of course, she thought, no way the show would help her. This was aimed at the original Jiang Qingli’s obsessive cleanliness.
Especially since, according to the program’s info, the original Qingli couldn’t cook at all.
Her expression fell. “That’s so hard… and all for just a bike? That’s not worth it.”
The staffer got defensive. “A bike costs 300 yuan!”
Qingli lifted her eyelids and pointed to her jacket. “Do you know how much this jacket costs? If I kill a fish, it’ll be ruined. Are you going to reimburse me? If not, I want cash.”
The staff member was stunned. Behind the scenes, even the director froze.
Then he glanced at the screen. The comment section was going wild:
“She’s not wrong—this jacket is a brand-new fall collection piece, worth 20,000 yuan!”
“OMG! Rich girl alert! Please adopt me!”
“She’s right! A 300 yuan reward isn’t worth it when her clothes are 20k!”
“Wait, are we ignoring the fact that they want a girl to kill fish?! I can’t even do that without crying!”
The director squinted, but relaxed a bit. Most girls wouldn’t even dare to kill a fish, much less one with OCD.
So this was her strategy—to ask for compensation, then back out?
And if she got money, she could buy what she wanted anyway.
But there was no way the show would give her cash. So he instructed: “Tell her—no money. But we’ll grant one request. If she finishes the task.”
The staff member relayed the message. Qingli immediately gave him a pitiful look. “Then I want to call my grandpa. I miss them so much…”
Her big eyes shimmered with fake tears as she pouted.
The staffer, caught off guard, agreed without waiting for the director’s approval. “Okay!”
As soon as the task was accepted, Qingli’s expression did a 180—she beamed and waved. “Let’s go catch some fish!”
The director clutched his chest. That familiar sense of dread crept back in.
Watching that cheerful figure head out through the livestream feed… something felt off.
Was this going off-script again?
He took a deep breath and shook his head.
Impossible.
Even catching fish isn’t easy, and cleaning them? That’ll break her. No way she pulls this off.