I hate seeing the facade

After taking it apart for a long time, the painting was finally taken down.As everyone expected, there was a narrow and dark secret passage hidden behind the painting.

Fang Yiran volunteered to lead the way from the first one into the secret passage, trying to humbly restore the image he had lost with that howl just now.

He got to the end of the secret passage, and before he had time to raise his head, there was a loud and shocking voice on the top of his head: "Fuck? Old Fang?"

"........"

Fang Yiran said weakly, "Sun Hua, can't we use words in a civilized way?"

The large troops successfully assembled, Fang Yiran naively thought it was because they were about to escape successfully,

He didn't know that the surprise carefully prepared by the program crew had just begun.

In the next three hours, they collected all kinds of weird and magical clues and props, and walked into the room covered with bloody white dance skirts.

Then I bumped into a female ghost sister holding a pipa.

Then exhausted herself to fulfill the wish of the female ghost sister during her lifetime,

Then the female ghost sister kindly guided them to a dark path.

While walking on the road, Fang Yiran thought that the recording of the show was coming to an end.

But I didn't expect that when I walked halfway, a large group of female ghosts waving guqin, flute and even erhu suddenly rushed out, carrying elegant skirts and started chasing them madly.

Fang Yiran only wished he could knock himself out on the spot.

Everyone cried and howled and ran away for an indeterminate amount of time. When they came back to their senses, they found that the female ghosts behind them had already stopped chasing them.

But they stepped on the familiar land, bathed in the warm sunshine, and walked out of the secret room unknowingly.

"I'm dead." Yu Jingliang said.

The two female guests even slumped against the wall regardless of their image, as if they were so tired that they were about to pass out.

Yu Rong didn't breathe very much, but his small face turned pale with fright.

Fang Yiran finally understood.

The theme of the Chamber of Secrets is indeed a Chinese style, but the generalization of the program is a bit too simplistic and refined-this is obviously a Chinese classic Liaozhai horror style.

In the end, the program group organized a small party in a humane way, to record a scene of carnival and celebration for the finale.

"What are you drinking?"

Sun Hua came over happily carrying two bags of milk tea juice, "The program team has two brushes, and they can actually buy XX's taro paste bobo tea. Last time I waited in line for three hours just for this one sip, but the clerk Tell me tell me there is no mashed taro in the store..."

Another female guest was amused by Sun Hua, she covered her mouth and giggled, "Do you have ordinary milk tea, the one with no sugar or three sugar?"

Fang Yiran was stunned when he heard that.

No, girl, what is the difference between this and drinking cold water for nothing?

Looking around, I saw Andy was carelessly eating mutton skewers, Yu Jingliang held up a disinfectant paper towel and wiped his hands decently, and Jiang Qingli was tapping his mobile phone with his head buried in his hands.

Only Yu Rong sat motionless, in a daze.

Fang Yiran knew that the child was tired.

He took a cup of milk tea from the bag, tiptoed over to Yu Rong and sat down.

"If you keep going, the recording will be finished in half an hour at most."

Fang Yiran whispered in his ear.

Yu Rong was so sleepy that his eyelids were twitching a little. He was not in high spirits, so he just shook his head and said flatly, "I won't drink."

Fang Yiran has long been used to filtering out any words of rejection from Yu Rong.

He didn't speak, just tore off the plastic wrapping of the straw, and popped the straw into the cup with a bang.

Then Fang Yiran held up the milk tea, and slowly read the label on the cup: "Red bean pearl milk tea, full sugar, chia pudding, glutinous rice, double red beans, sea salt milk cap..."

Yu Rong paused.

One minute later, Yu Rong slowly took the milk tea from Fang Yiran.

Fang Yiran looked at him with bent eyes.

Cats are actually really nice.Fang Yiran thought.

Although I really like to be irritable and fried, but as long as a small piece of fruit candy, or a cup of simple milk tea, I can easily be coaxed.

Yu Rong buried his head and drank half a cup quietly, only to realize that Fang Yiran was just sitting on the sidelines staring at himself,

He whispered: "Don't you drink?"

Fang Yiran shrugged: "This is the last drink, Sun Hua and the others are too good to drink, but it's okay, I don't like to drink this stuff anyway."

Yu Rong was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

So he pondered for a few seconds, and slowly brought the remaining half cup of milk tea in front of Fang Yiran, "If you don't mind, you can..."

You can take a few sips with the lid off.

However, Yu Rong didn't have time to say the second half of the sentence——because Fang Yiran took the milk tea carelessly, and drank it with the straw he just bitten.

Yu Rong: "...!!!"

"It's really delicious."

Fang Yiran mumbled while chewing the milk tea toppings, "It's just a little too sweet..."

Yu Rong was speechless.

He just felt that the temperature of his face was frighteningly high, a little hotter than that cup of milk tea.

Just when he was ashamed and startled, Fang Yiran suddenly stuffed the milk tea back into Yu Rong's hand, and he stood up abruptly, with a gloomy expression, staring straight into the distance.

Yu Rong was confused by his series of actions.

"I'll be right back." Fang Yiran said to him.

Then Yu Rong watched Fang Yiran strode towards Jiang Qingli in the distance.

Yu Rong couldn't see the expressions of the two from a distance, but only knew that they seemed to be talking about something, then Jiang Qingli got up, and walked outside side by side with Fang Yiran.

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Yu Rong: Oh.