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After get off work in the evening, Rong Zhao casually ate a bowl of noodles outside. After returning home, he downloaded an app to watch the live broadcast on his mobile phone. He found the anchor that Director Qian was talking about, an adventurous camel, registered an account, and clicked Follow.

The style of this anchor is the same as his name. He loves adventure and likes to broadcast some adventurous themes.Very popular, more than 500 million fans.

Rong Zhao clicked on the replay and saw the adventurous camel himself in the video, male, under thirty years old, medium height and build, with a short ponytail.

Because of being outdoors all the year round, the skin on his face is very rough, but his voice is mellow and pleasant, and his words are correct and round, which makes him very suitable for being an anchor.

Judging from the comments under the live broadcast, this person has a good reputation. Someone posted a photo of an adventurous camel and various small animals. It looks very cute.

The latest live broadcast forecast gave a registration link to recruit eight volunteers for the haunted house adventure for a fee.

Rong Zhao can be sure that he has never seen this camel, but he doesn't like this person at all, even if the other person is a person full of love and loves life, as long as he dares to close the house, he will not like it at all.

Rong Zhao clicked on the complaint button in the upper right corner of the phone screen, and submitted the complaint.

The system prompts that the platform has received the complaint and will review and give feedback on the content of the complaint within three working days.

The live broadcast will start tomorrow night, and this complaint is obviously useless.

Rong Zhao had no choice but to click on the registration link, fill in some simple information, and submit it.

The feedback came quickly. Half an hour later, the system sent him a short message on the site, but he was rejected, saying that the conditions did not meet the requirements.

Rong Zhao didn't give up, and filled out another submission.

Zhou Ye was working overtime in the office. After dealing with the matters at hand one by one, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

He responded to the last few work emails on his mobile phone, and walked out of the office in a good mood to go home.

Now that he finally has a permanent residence, Rong Zhao is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, he didn't expressly agree with him to move into his house, he already agreed, rounding it up means a warm welcome.

At the elevator entrance on the third floor, I met Director Qian who also just got off work. Director Qian was holding his mobile phone unwillingly: "Why don't you choose me? I've already sent photos, so I still don't choose me."

Zhou Ye took a look: "Do you want to sign up for volunteers?"

He said again: "It's better not to participate in this kind of activity, it's not good to disturb the undead."

Director Qian put away his mobile phone and walked into the elevator, then turned to Zhou Ye and said, "The anchor said that when he went, he would bring paper money and burn it at the door of the house, so he didn't go in."

Zhou Ye nodded, in this case, it's not bad.

Director Qian took out his mobile phone and looked at it again, and received a rejected short message again, and said angrily: "Just talk about signing up, and don't say what conditions can be selected. Isn't this just playing around with people?"

When the elevator reached the first floor, Zhou Ye came out, and while walking outside the building, he waved his hand and said, "Goodbye, Director Qian."

Director Qian saw Zhou Ye walking towards the subway station, chased after him and asked, "You really live with Xiao Rong?"

Zhou Ye bent his lips uncontrollably: "Yes."

Director Qian thought for a moment: "Then next time if my wife is angry and kicks me out of the house, I can also go to Xiao Rong's house to squeeze in. Is his house big?"

Zhou Ye glanced at Director Qian: "No. His house is not big, and there can only be two people at most."

When we arrived downstairs at Rong Zhao's house, it was already ten o'clock. Zhou Ye looked up at the lighted room on the second floor, pursed his lips and smiled, opened the door and walked in.

Sister Zhang saw Zhou Ye and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, here you are."

Zhou Ye realized that Sister Zhang had something to say, so he stopped and said, "Say it."

Sister Zhang smiled: "It's like this. In the past, Xiaorong only charged one person's rent. You come here every day, not to mention the electricity, and the water must be consumed."

He said again: "Of course, if you don't come here often in the future, just pretend that I didn't say what I just said."

Zhou Ye: "I will live here from now on, you can tell me how much it will go up."

Sister Zhang said the number was not too much, so Zhou Ye didn't say much: "I'll give it to you at the beginning of next month."

Sister Zhang didn't expect this unprovoked gentleman to be so talkative today, she was happy and said, "Alright then, I'll move another bed in for you later."

Zhou Ye glanced at Sister Zhang: "Thank you, no need, please don't." Then he walked into the courtyard and went up to the second floor.

Arriving at the door of Rong Zhao's room, Zhou Ye knocked on the door and tried to push it.

The door opened.

Zhou Ye came in, turned around, closed the door, locked it behind him, walked over and said, "The door is reserved for me today."

Rong Zhao looked away from the phone and glanced at Zhou Ye: "When the dormitory in the bureau is approved, you have to move out. I'm not used to being crowded with people every day."

Zhou Ye readily agreed: "Okay." Anyway, he has never applied for it, and there will be no day when it will be approved.

"Have you had dinner?" Zhou Ye washed his hands and went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to look, "Are you hungry, I'll make some supper."

"I've eaten," Rong Zhao continued to look down at his phone. He has submitted his application for a haunted house adventure for the fifth time, and has been rejected four times. "I'm not hungry, and I won't eat supper."

Zhou Ye walked up to Rong Zhao, and raised his hand to caress his forehead: "Why are you frowning all the time, beware of forehead wrinkles."

Rong Zhao patted Zhou Ye's hand away, and passed the phone screen forward: "The fifth rejection message."

Zhou Ye glanced at it, and saw the same interface as Director Qian: "Do you want to go?"

"I don't want them to go, but it's useless to complain," Rong Zhao continued to register for the sixth time, "Since we can't stop them, why not control the situation by ourselves."

Zhou Ye took out a bag of glutinous rice balls from the refrigerator, glanced at the date on it, opened it and prepared to cook it, then turned around and asked, "How many do you eat?"

"I don't want to eat," Rong Zhao submitted the registration form, walked over to have a look, it was his favorite red bean paste, so he changed his words, "Five."

The glutinous rice balls boiled very quickly, and they floated up in a short while.

Zhou Ye served Rong Zhao's five first, and brought the rest to the table together with the pot. After all, Rong Zhao's family only had one set of tableware.

Zhou Ye asked Sister Zhang for a disposable plastic spoon, and came back and said, "Go to the supermarket together this weekend to buy some tableware."

Rong Zhao originally wanted to choke on Zhou Ye, but was blocked by a mouthful of sweet glutinous glutinous rice balls. After he finished eating one, Zhou Ye had already brought the topic to him.

"On the subway home, I studied the adventurous camel. He is very popular, and this time the haunted house adventure has attracted a lot of attention," Zhou Ye ate a glutinous rice ball, and his tongue was burned , inhaling in pain, "How did you eat it when it was so hot?"

Rong Zhao handed a glass of water to Zhou Ye, and found that it was his own, so he quickly snatched it away, brought a bottle of mineral water over, and twisted it for him: "It's so delicious that you won't feel hot."

Zhou Ye took the mineral water, raised his head and drank a few sips, and gave Rong Zhao a thumbs up, expressing his admiration for his realm.

Zhou Ye scooped up a glutinous rice ball and blew it on his lips, then raised his eyes and looked at Rong Zhao: "You think it's delicious, too. I'll cook it for you every night from now on, okay?"

Rong Zhao had already started to eat the second one, and subconsciously nodded his head when he was hooked by a sweet smell, feeling that something was wrong, he shook his head again.

Zhou Ye continued what he had said just now: "I think that the adventure-loving camel's haunted house adventure may attract the remaining six murderers back then, and it would be good to attract even one."

Rong Zhao thought carefully about Zhou Ye's words: "They only recruit eight volunteers, so it's hard to get selected." Rong Zhao's phone vibrated, and when he opened it, he saw the sixth rejection letter.

Zhou Ye ate a glutinous rice ball of the same style as Rongrong: "The murderer doesn't have to appear in the expedition team, maybe even the adventurous camel himself. Do you want to go?"

Rong Zhao nodded, and looked at Zhou Ye with firm eyes: "I must go. If I can't be selected, I will stay near the closed house in advance to prevent anyone from messing around."

Zhou Ye ate the last glutinous rice ball, put away Rong Zhao's bowl, carried the pot to the kitchen, and said, "I have a way to get you selected."

Rong Zhao's eyes lit up, and he walked to Zhou Ye's side: "Really?"

While washing the dishes, Zhou Ye turned to look at Rong Zhao: "As long as you obey my command, I will take care of you as you wish. Now, you go take a shower first."

Rong Zhao didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in Zhou Ye's gourd, and it was time to take a bath. Even if Zhou Ye didn't say anything, it was time for him to take a bath.

Rong Zhao came out of the shower, wearing his usual black pajamas.

Zhou Ye walked over, asked Rong Zhao to stand by the window, stood beside him, tugged at the collar of his shirt, held up the mobile phone that had been tuned to the front camera, and said, "I won't let you call eggplant, look at the camera Just do it."

Seeing Zhou Ye's head almost touching his head on the screen of the phone, Rong Zhao moved to the side like a conditioned reflex, and Zhou Ye had no choice but to tilt towards Rong Zhao: "Come closer to me."

Rong Zhao's head was pressed against Zhou Ye's temple, and he felt that this person was like a sun, it was too hot, and it became hot when he got close.

Zhou Ye held the phone in one hand, hugged Rong Zhao's shoulder with the other, and pulled him closer to him.

Rong Zhao elbowed Zhou Ye hard: "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Ye grabbed several selfies of the two of them together, and didn't even bother to delete the missing ones. He picked out the best one and shook it in front of Rong Zhao's eyes: "Attach this photo to the registration form, fill in the Put our names on it, and we will definitely be selected."

Rong Zhao could tell no matter how dull he was, and cast a displeased look at Zhou Ye: "You deliberately sell rot."

Zhou Ye generously admitted: "Yes. I've seen that camel's Weibo, and it's a person who seeks fame and fame for the purpose of making money. For those anchors, the traffic is overwhelming, and there are two amazingly handsome guys joining the expedition The team brings much more topics and traffic than ordinary people."

Rong Zhao sent the photo over suspiciously: "What if the other party still doesn't choose us?"

Zhou Ye curled his lips into a smile: "That means the photo is not intimate enough, so I have to retake it."

Rong Zhao looked down at the photo, Zhou Ye was 1.8 meters six, he was 1.7 meters nine, oh no, he was 1.8 meters.The height difference between the two was six centimeters, and he sneaked a little on tiptoe, so they looked about the same height.

One has a cold demeanor, the other has a cheerful smile on his lips. Outside the window is the dark night scene of the village in the city. A few stars dot the top of the picture, just like their eyes, bright, passionate and ruthless.

Zhou Ye looked at the photo, his eyes fell on the socket of Rong Zhao's left shoulder, a small half of the circle of red bite marks was exposed, just overlapping his heart.

He casually set this photo as his wallpaper.

Rong Zhao's cell phone vibrated, and after he finished reading, he looked up at Zhou Ye: "Your method worked, we were all selected, and Luotuo's assistant will contact us tomorrow."

Zhou Ye walked to the dining table and picked up a pack of Yangwei Granules that had just been unsealed: "Have you drank this?"

"I didn't drink, I forgot, I already brushed my teeth, I'm too lazy to brush again." Rong Zhao got up and walked to the bed, bent down and began to make the bed, "I'm going to bed first."

Seeing that Rong Zhao's condition is not bad, Zhou Ye didn't force him, but said, "I'll get up early tomorrow and cook porridge for you. Where is the vegetable market? I'll go buy some pumpkins."

Rong Zhao lifted the quilt and lay down: "Sister Zhang has it downstairs."

Zhou Ye smiled: "Sister Zhang is Dora Aimeng, she has everything."

Rong Zhao lay on the bed, looked at the moldy and gray ceiling, turned to look at Zhou Ye and said, "Add more rock sugar."

Zhou Ye walked to Rong Zhao's bed, squatted down, and looked into his eyes: "You love sweets so much, be careful of tooth decay."

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye's face that suddenly approached him, and he was lying in pajamas again. This feeling was very strange, and it reminded him of the dream he had when he fell asleep in the cave last night.

Rong Zhao turned around, faced the wall and closed his eyes, and said impatiently, "Hurry up and go to sleep."

Thinking of something, he turned his head and said, "By the way, are there any clues to the heads of Mi Qiong, Zhao Tian and He Yanyan?"

Zhou Ye got up and helped Rong Zhao tidy up the quilt covering him: "The search is still going on, only the south of the city is left unsearched."

After speaking, he walked to the wall, picked up the mat that he had slept on before, and walked consciously to the kitchen door.

Before the mats were laid, Zhou Ye heard the people behind him say, "It's too close to the air conditioner."

Zhou Ye smiled, carried the mat to Rong Zhao's bed and spread it, and took the "Dream of Red Mansions" on the bedside table as a pillow.

Early the next morning, Rong Zhao woke up and sat on the bed, looking down at the phone, his face getting worse and worse.

Zhou Ye had already bought the pumpkin and came back to cook porridge. He turned around and asked, "What did you see?"

Zhou Ye turned down the heat and let the porridge in the pot boil slowly. He walked to the bed and looked down: "When Night Falls, what is it?"

The competition in the live broadcast industry is very fierce, and ideas are very important. The adventurous camel has a competitor called the walking elephant.

Elephant stole the camel's idea, changed the name of "Night Visits to the Haunted House", and broadcast live in advance at twelve o'clock last night.

Elephant came back from the live broadcast and posted on Weibo, saying that he and his assistant saw a ghost fire in the haunted house, and also saw a human head and a ghost in white clothes.

This video was quickly blocked because it involved feudal superstition, and Rong Zhao couldn't find it when he wanted to watch it a second time.

Rong Zhao clicked on the replay of the live broadcast, and there was indeed a faint fire flickering inside the dark villa, which quickly extinguished and disappeared, lasting no more than three seconds.

The elephant and his party were so frightened that they didn't even dare to go in. Halfway through the live broadcast, they rolled and ran down the mountain.

Because of this episode, the popularity of Camel's live broadcast preview is unprecedentedly high, and everyone wants to see whether what the elephants say is true or not.

If it is true, it is too false.To tell the truth, the replay of the live broadcast will not deceive people, and there is indeed a fire in the closed house.

Some people questioned that the elephant was making hype, directing and acting on its own, and had people light a fire in the closed house in advance.

This doubt was quickly overturned, because it did not do any good for the elephants, but made it cheaper for the rival camels.

Rong Zhao threw the phone on the bedside, got off the bed, put on slippers: "There are no ghosts in this world, all ghosts are humans."

Zhou Ye agreed with Rong Zhao: "There are people in the closed house."

Rong Zhao glanced at the sunlight coming in from the window: "It's a human or a ghost, we'll know tonight."

Zhou Ye went to the kitchen, turned off the fire, and served porridge: "Hurry up and wash, it's ready to eat."

The sweetness of the pumpkin and millet porridge drove Rong Zhao away from getting up without a trace. After washing up, he sat at the table and took a sip of it with a spoon.

The sweetness of pumpkin and the fragrance of millet porridge melted in his mouth, Rong Zhao turned his head and glanced at the pot of porridge: "Help me another bowl and keep it cold."

Even if Zhou Ye wanted to serve it, he couldn't find a second bowl at Rong Zhao's house, so he had no choice but to spread his hands.

Rong Zhao took a mouthful of porridge: "Go to the supermarket this weekend and buy some tableware."

Zhou Ye laughed: "Which duplicitous little thing didn't want to go to the supermarket to buy tableware last night."

Rong Zhao was numb all over by Zhou Ye's tone, and his face sank suddenly: "Who are you talking about?"