Lao Gong is worried every day that I will die

The next morning, there was a "bang bang" knock on the door outside the bedroom. Ning An still didn't fall asleep that night. In order to prevent Chi Yi from worrying about himself, he kept his eyes closed, so when he heard the knock on the door, he Immediately lifted the quilt and ran to open the door. After opening the door, he saw Brother Cool holding a cardboard box in his hand, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Morning." Ning An suddenly didn't know where to put his hands. Brother Ku moved the cardboard box closer, and said simply and clearly, "You and Chi Yi each take one." Ning An nodded in understanding, but turned around with a "bang" , raised his head only to realize later that he had bumped into Chi Yi's arms.

"Sorry, I wanted to wake you up, but I didn't expect you to stand behind me." Ning An's nose turned slightly red from the bump, and she looked a little aggrieved, Chi Yi's heart almost melted, "The nose seems to be red, Show me." Ning An Wen heard that he leaned over trustingly, while Brother Cool was holding a cardboard box, and suddenly felt that he was shining.

"Cough cough, smoke it, wash up later and gather in the lobby for breakfast."

Ning An looked at his hands suddenly feeling a little unconfident, so he fell into deep thought, whether he should imitate Shuang Yu to draw the word "ten" and pray. Seeing this, Chi Yi rubbed his hair, reached into the cardboard box and took out two envelopes, " Chi Yi?" Ning An murmured.

"I said, I want to share luck with you."

Ning An took the envelope in a daze, her heart beating faster, can luck really be shared?

"Can you open it?" Ning An asked Brother Ku. Brother Ku nodded and left with the cardboard box in his arms. He went to the next room. "Mine is the number 2. Chi Yi's is yours?" Ning An opened the envelope and put it together. Beside Chi Yi, Chi Yi smiled slightly: "It seems that I am really lucky." After speaking, he showed Ning An the card in his hand, which also had a "2" written on it.

Six breakfasts were prepared on the dining table in the lobby downstairs. After everyone sat down and finished eating, Brother Cool officially went online, "The cards you drew just now are today's groupings. The same number is a group. Next, we will go to more people. This is a resort and it’s summer, so there are a lot of gardenias. No matter what method you use, as long as you sell the most money, you will win. The last ranking will punish the person in charge of cooking, No.1 and No.2. [-] You can specify the dishes."

In order to get everyone motivated, Brother Ku quickly added: "The cooking time is one week, including breakfast."

This sentence made everyone who was still in a state of confusion in the early morning wake up a little bit. The card number in Shuangyu's hand was "1", and he was in the same group as Rao Fan. to a group, but the filming of the show has just started, and there will be plenty of time to target him later.

And Xiao Ling's face became colder after seeing herself in a group with Duan Tong, exuding an aura of "Don't fight me", Duan Tong smiled like a normal person, only Ning An didn't feel the hall In the strange magnetic field, he sipped milk beside Chi Yi.

Half an hour later, everyone successfully arrived at Wanlin Square. The program group distributed gardenias and props to each group. Ning An got a guitar by virtue of Chi Yi's luck and stood next to Ning An in the center of the square. The trolley was full of gardenias, but he didn't look very good holding the guitar.

He has never touched any musical instrument since he was raped by the Internet, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare.

No matter how he explains in the announcement, the rumors of plagiarism on the Internet will not subside. With the exposure of homosexuality, what he received was not only cyber violence, some netizens began to send him things, bloody knives, dead Animals, and even some unsightly sex toys.

This is not the only thing that makes Ning An feel desperate. There is a courier that will be delivered to his place at noon on the first day of each month, and it will contain all his life photos. Ning An was obviously followed and secretly photographed. There was also a note in the courier: "If you continue to sing, I will kill you."

Liang Qi immediately moved a house for Ning An when he found out, but the courier seemed to have surveillance cameras on Ning An. No matter how they moved, it would arrive as scheduled, and even the police had no clue. Chorus sang.

"An An."

Ning An looked up and saw Chi Yi, holding the guitar a little harder. In fact, he was very unwilling, unwilling to be restricted and unable to sing anymore. As long as there is one person who is willing to listen, he can keep singing, even in the end. Ushered in misfortune and death, these things he did not tell Chi Yi.

"We are so lucky." Ning An smiled, his eyes became brighter, Chi Yi was pleased by Ning An's "we", and his heart softened, "Don't be afraid, An An."

"Huh?" Ning An was stunned suddenly, Chi Yi took a gardenia flower from the trolley, and stuck it in the breast pocket of his white shirt, revealing the white stamen, "I know about An An."

Ning An didn't make a sound, and continued to look at Chi Yi. Xiaolu's eyes looked innocent and confused. Chi Yi continued: "Someone threatened you and didn't want you to sing."

"An'an, do what you want, I will handle all the unfavorable factors from the outside world for you."

"Chi Yi, are you really my fan?" Ning An felt that Chi Yi was too kind to him, so good that people questioned his purpose. Apart from the advantage of being able to sing, he had nothing to show for it. Attractive, at first he thought that Chi Yi was like some bosses he met before, trying to "unspoken rules" for him, but later he was sure that Chi Yi was completely different from them.

This person is wholeheartedly good for himself.

Chi Yi chuckled: "I'm An An's fan."

"It's just a husband fan, I said it before." Chi Yi added, Ning An also laughed, and the depression in his heart dissipated, but after hearing the word "husband fan", he immediately became at a loss. When Yi saw it was ready, he took it away, took the initiative to push the cart, and shouted at Ning An who was still in a daze: "Let's go An An, let's go sell flowers together."

"Okay." Ning An nodded with a smile, the gardenias on her chest were blooming brilliantly.

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This chapter is a bit short, waiting for the author to hold a fat chapter, I am so touched to see that there are still friends, thank you!