After the fake daughter’s true feelings were leaked, she was completely ruined

Early the next morning, the program team took a bus to pick up people. It was now 5 a.m. and the live broadcast room was opened.

[I'll give it a try and see what I find, "Burn the Family!" "Studio. ]

[I advise you not to be too ridiculous. When I heard the notification sound of the live broadcast room, I glanced at the time. It was now 5 o'clock in the morning. I began to understand why the chicken got up early and screamed. ]

[The princess was awakened by a kiss from the prince! And I wake up either from hunger or from peeing. ]

Director Mi greeted the netizens who entered the live broadcast room with a smile:

"Good morning everyone, today we have specially started the broadcast three hours earlier than expected, in order to let you see the beautiful daily life of the guests."

[Are you sure it's not deliberate revenge? I have reason to suspect that Director Mi is retaliating for the fact that he entered the situation three times in the previous two episodes. ]

Director Mi happened to be logging into the live broadcast room with his mobile phone. When he saw this barrage, his old face smiled like a chrysanthemum. He knocked on the door and said with a fake smile:

"How could it be, how could I be such a petty person?"

After knocking twice and no one answered, Director Mi immediately waved behind him:

"Okay, it seems that they are dead in sleep and cannot be woken up by ordinary means. Now let's start beating the gongs and drums. It's time to give them a little shock of life. Someone come and play the suona."

[Good guy! You bad old man is very bad! ]

[This, this, this, there is no emotion, it’s all skills! ]

The next moment there was a loud sound from the suona, and the assistant director made his debut. The sound was so overwhelming that it made people want to live and die.

[Stop blowing, stop blowing, my ears are not worthy of death. ]

[Oops, why is my phone broken? I can't hear the sound! Oh, it turns out that my ears are deaf. I’m scared to death. This is my new mobile phone. ]

Director Mi wore sound-isolating headphones and smiled crookedly: "Hehehehe, you know my strength."

The phone vibrated at this moment. Director Mi raised his hand and the suona sound stopped. It was Ye Lan's call. He turned on the speakerphone and heard Ye Xunzhi's weak voice.

"Assistant director, you did a great job. Don't do it next time."

Director Mi was a little surprised that we were looking for an assistant director, but this did not prevent him from gloating:

"How about it? Do you like our wake-up call service? The suona sounds are nice. Come open the door quickly, otherwise we won't stop."

Ye Xunzhi: "This is no longer a problem of whether we can open the door, but that we are not at home at all."

Director Mi: "Huh?"

Then he wasn't just talking for nothing.

The assistant director was not as disappointed as the director. He was more concerned about another issue:

"Sister Xiaoxun, what do you think of the music I just played?"

The person on the other side was silent for a moment and said seriously: "Your music is somewhere between good and bad."

"Really! In fact, I had a musical dream when I was a child..."

"It sounds awful."

The assistant director had a bolt from the blue: "..."

He was so shocked that he squatted in a corner and shut himself up. The producer next to him held his hand and encouraged him.

"Assistant director, you have to be strong. Although sister Xiaoxun told the truth, ah, you have to be strong anyway!"

[Ye Xunzhi: You have a music dream, right? Let me help you dash this dream. ]

Director Mi also regained his composure at this time, and he took the phone in confusion: "No, if you are not at home now, then where are you? Remember to watch the live broadcast."

Ye Lan's sad voice came from the other side: "Stupid Bird Station."

As if to enhance his persuasiveness, he posted a post on Weibo with a picture the next second. It was a picture of the Benniao Station warehouse door being closed.

[Ye Lan V: My family, I miss you. Can anyone come and see me? SOS! ]

There is also Ye Xunzhi’s Scissorhands certification in the corner of the photo.

Netizens who were originally in the live broadcast room immediately left after hearing the news.

[Holy shit, this picture is like being imprisoned. ]

[Others are stupid birds at the inn, and you are stupid birds at the inn. Let us congratulate Brother Ye for successfully achieving the achievement of falling into a ditch with his sister. ]

[You are all laughing at him. I am different. I am the only one who feels sorry for my brother. 9-4-6537 There is a blanket inside, please give it to sister Xiaoxun (note, it doesn’t matter if my brother is cold, nothing can happen to my baby)]

[3-5-4582 is a horror novel I bought. It’s not dawn yet. If you’re lonely, read it. You’ll immediately feel like the warehouse is full of people (feeling)]

[10-2-9658 The cat litter has arrived and I can’t hold it in anymore, just use it]

[3-3-4453 is the small card I received. Brother Ye will take a video first to see if it is defective]

[2-2-9697 Damn boy, I bought Wusan. It’s a bargain for you. If you practice, you might be able to grow your brain. ]

[4-3-8253 Damn girl, I bought a hamster running wheel. If it’s really boring, just teach your brother how to do Wu San while running around. I love you Mommoliu. ]

"Crash-" The iron door was pulled up, and the program team took the owner of the station and rushed to the location to rescue the two people.

Director Mi looked at the inside of the huge station and couldn't help but complain: "You defeated 99% of the people in the country. How did you get yourself in there?"

"It's a long story." Ye Xunzhi's voice came from around the corner, and Director Mi turned his head: "Then let's make the story short..."

After seeing the person clearly, everyone's voices suddenly stopped.

A 14-year-old little girl, with a face that was so pale that it glowed, with disheveled hair and dressed in white, walked out of the dark corner, looking at it with dull eyes.

The voice echoed in the huge warehouse: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Don't you miss me? Do you miss me?"

Everyone:!

The room suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Director Mi's voice trembled: "My baby has been dead for three days and she's not so white."

Ye Xunzhi's rubber band broke and her hair fell down. She was too far away to hear clearly. She stretched out her arms and rushed over:

"What did you say."

Everyone watched helplessly as what was probably the incarnation of the wronged soul ran towards them, and their livers and gallbladders trembled with fear:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh there is a ghost!!!"

Ye Xunzhi chased Director Mi: "Don't run!"

She hadn't heard clearly just now.

Director Mi has old legs and has never run so fast in his life: "Don't come here, Amen Amen Hallelujah, anyone is welcome, help!!!"

Perhaps it was God's mercy that the savior appeared. Ye Lan quickly picked up Ye Xunzhi with quick eyes and hands, "What are you doing?"

Ye Xunzhi looked innocent and pointed at Director Mi: "He seemed to have said something just now and I didn't hear him clearly, so he went after him."

At this time, some great genius exclaimed: "Look, she has a shadow."

Everyone in the program group lowered their heads uniformly.

Good luck, good luck, not a ghost.

The joy on their faces was too obvious. Ye Lan, who was also a victim, was holding his chest. If he still didn't understand something, he shook the person in his hand.

"Your brother, I have a bad heart. Don't make such dead noises all day long."

"How could I? I obviously want to save myself." Ye Xunzhi refused to accept it.

"Self-rescue? Put on makeup like a ghost, scare a random passerby to death, have him really turn into a ghost and walk through the wall, and then ask for help from the outside world?"

"No, this is my new highlighter powder." Ye Xunzhi took out a small bottle from his pocket and analyzed it seriously:

"If you apply it on your face, the man next door will think that it's dawn and he will definitely come to save me."

Program crew: You might as well scare a random passerby to death.