Don't force me to quit the group!

He Wei looked surprised: "September [-]...isn't it tomorrow night?"

"Yeah." Walnut nodded, "But it doesn't seem to be a special day."

Ye Yintang frowned slightly: "Then please ask him why."

Walnut touched Able again, and then listened attentively.

After a while, Walnut sighed, "He refused to say the reason, only that no one will be in that house tomorrow."

"Don't tell me? This is a matter of life and death..." He Wei was a little anxious, thought for a while and then asked: "Can you ask him with your method of ghost cultivation? It's about suppressing the method .”

"Let me try."

A hint of red flashed in Walnut's eyes, but it quickly faded: "He is resisting, but I should be able to do it, but it will take some time."

Ye Yintang nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

"No problem, then I'll take him away first."

After finishing speaking, Walnut took Faceless Uncle's hand and walked out.

He Wei looked surprised: "Where are you taking him?"

Walnut didn't turn his head back: "Mingcao, ghost floor, my home."

"You... have a home?"

"Of course, I can't practice in the urn."

As soon as the words fell, Walnut recited a formula, and then disappeared into the night like smoke with Uncle.

"Tsk." He Wei couldn't help sighing: "What a mysterious woman..."

"Gentlemen, are you going back to the haunted house?" The uncle driver asked, "Shall I see you off?"

Ye Yintang glanced at him: "You don't need to call us that."

The uncle driver bowed again and again: "Hey, good job... Master, two masters!"

Ye Yintang swept away: "We don't need you to send it, but those two will be in trouble."

The uncle turned his head, and saw the film director brother and cameraman brother who had just been absorbed by the fluffy goblins were leaning on the stone, sleeping soundly.

"The two of them... no problem!" After the uncle finished his answer, he rushed forward, carried the two of them on his shoulders one by one, and picked up the camera by the way, "Let's go!"

He Wei: "..." I am familiar with this movement.

Without having to take care of the two mortals, He Wei and Ye Yintang went back much faster than when they came.In less than half an hour, they reached the gate of the villa area, and then took the two men from the uncle's hands, carried one on their backs, and walked back to the haunted house.

Huang Doudou was standing at the door worryingly. Seeing that they had come back, he breathed a sigh of relief and greeted him: "You guys are counted back... What's going on?"

Ye Yintang put the people on their backs on the chair, and explained lightly: "They were already tired, and they were a little frightened on the mountain. They may have passed out due to hypoglycemia."

Huang Doudou hurried forward, and was relieved to hear the faint snoring of the two: "I'm so scared... just now your live broadcast signal was cut off suddenly, I thought you were in some dangerous situation!"

"What can we do..." He Wei pointed at the two of them and said guiltily, "I've let them rest, they should just sleep and be fine."

"Okay!" Huang Doudou hurriedly beckoned to the staff to take the two back to the room, and when he turned his head, he found that He Wei was looking at him with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Inside..." He Wei thought for a while, and then asked, "Do we have a recording arrangement for tomorrow?"

"Of course!" Huang Doudou said without hesitation, "Tomorrow will be recorded until evening, what's wrong, Mr. He?"

He Wei thought about the endless words of that faceless uncle, and always felt uneasy, so he asked weakly, "Can we have a day off tomorrow?"

Huang Doudou's face was full of black lines: "Mr. He, we... haven't started work yet!"

"But when I watch the sky at night, I always feel that tomorrow seems to be unlucky and prone to accidents."

Huang Doudou pointed to the distance: "Have you seen the 24-hour ambulance and medical personnel over there? Don't worry, our team is small but professional, and we guarantee everything will be safe. I have checked the inside and outside of this room, there is really no problem, you have to believe in science, but all the abnormalities that can be detected must be done for the effect of the program."

"Oh...that's great." He Wei had no choice but to give up after holding back for a long time because he couldn't tell about being warned by the ghost.

"Then please Mr. He and Mr. Ye go to bed as soon as possible?" Huang Doudou smiled professionally, "After all, there is another day of recording tomorrow."

"Okay, where do we go to sleep?"

"There are three entertainers in one house, and they all live in the haunted house. Of course, there is no need to worry. Our staff will also live in it," Huang Doudou said as he packed his things and prepared to leave. "The rest of us live in a caravan a few hundred meters away. If you need anything, just give us a call, no problem."

"it is good."

There are three floors in the haunted house, and there are several rooms on each floor. The program team probably scattered eleven people on two floors for the convenience of the entertainers. He Wei and Ye Yintang went to the tail room on the top floor under the guidance of the staff. , After entering, I found Song Yizhou doing push-ups in the middle of the room.

"We are all three in one room, so I'm really sorry to separate your group," the staff smiled apologetically, "There is a night vision camera in the room, and it will only be on today, the day after tomorrow, and the night before the end of the show. Open it and take a picture of everyone sleeping, of course we will check that there will be no excessive pictures when editing, in short, please bear with us.”

Ye Yintang frowned, as if he was not used to such an arrangement, but He Wei walked in carelessly, occupying a bed next to the aisle with a face full of indifference, with an attitude of "if you come, you will be safe".

Although it was a haunted house, the house was cleaned in an orderly manner, with three beds against three walls, leaving a few square meters of space in between.

"Oh, you guys are finally back," Song Yizhou finished his push-ups, stood up and patted the dust off his hands, "I thought you guys were spending the night outside tonight!"

Ye Yintang's face was dark, and when he was about to speak, He Wei smiled foolishly: "Why don't you sleep outside, there are still mosquitoes today!"

Song Yizhou: "..."

Song Yizhou: "That's not what I meant... Forget it, you're still young, let's wash up and get some sleep."

The two simply packed their luggage, and then took advantage of the interval between washing and telling Song Yizhou what happened tonight in the bathroom without a camera.

Song Yizhou looked at He Wei's worried face, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry too much, many ghosts are out of order, and it's common to talk nonsense and scare people."

He Wei always felt that things were not that simple, but he still nodded.

The three chatted for a few more words, and then lay down on the bed after the staff outside urged them to turn off the lights.

It was pitch black, but He Wei stared at the ceiling.It stands to reason that he usually sleeps pretty well, but today I don't know if it's because he recognized the bed, or because he was embarrassed to take off his shirt while wearing a camera, anyway, he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

After half an hour like this, He Wei only felt that his bed board was shaking slightly. After scanning for a while, he realized that Song Yizhou was shaking.

But He Wei felt that it wasn't very cold today, so he asked strangely: "Yi Zhou, are you okay? Do you feel cold?"

"Well," Song Yizhou buried his head in the quilt, and replied in a low voice, "It's not cold outside."

With the cameras around, they couldn't understand what they were saying, but they could guess that Song Yizhou's sensitive physique must have sensed something.

Just as He Wei wanted to ask again, he suddenly heard a strange movement coming from nowhere.

He held his breath and listened carefully, only to realize that the movement had a melody of ups and downs, as if someone was playing a musical instrument... He Wei instantly thought of Huang Doudou's introduction to this haunted house during the first live broadcast——

There are always knocking on the door and playing the erhu in the middle of the night!

But He Wei is very sensitive to sound. After listening to it for a long time, he only felt that although the sound was very similar to Erhu, with a full sense of age, but the bottom was much softer and smoother than Erhu. It was more like Western string music. The kind that comes out of old CDs that have been around for a long time.

He was just about to listen for a while, when he suddenly felt something was wrong - such an abnormal situation, and Ye Yintang and Song Yizhou didn't react at all.

they won't...

He Wei sat up abruptly, looked around, and found that Ye Yintang and Song Yizhou were still lying on the bed, so he was relieved.

And Ye Yintang didn't sleep, and noticed He Wei's unusual movement, and asked, "What's the matter?"

He Wei: "Didn't you hear any strange sounds?"

Ye Yintang paused: "No."

Then he added: "Not really."

Song Yizhou shivered and replied, "I didn't hear that either."

"Ah..." He Wei scratched his head, very puzzled, "Maybe... I'm dreaming?"

He Wei had no choice but to lie down resentfully, but soon, he confirmed that he could really hear the music, and it was definitely not a dream or hallucination.

And the pitch of this music is sometimes high and sometimes low, and He Wei only feels that his bed board is moving fast and slow for a while. After thinking about it for a while, he realizes that the frequency of Song Yizhou's trembling is related to the music.

But neither of them could hear the music, only He Wei trembled as he listened, as if he was listening to a 4D concert.

He Wei felt that there was obviously a problem with this, but he couldn't say it directly because of the camera, so he just followed tonight's bizarre experience and pondered for a long time, but he couldn't find the answer.

Until he suddenly remembered the "old acquaintance" uncle driver——

According to Ye Yintang, the uncle driver also played ecstasy music in the taxi at the time, but the sound seemed to be overwhelmed by He Wei's own singing...

Thinking of this, He Weifu felt his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Are you two unable to sleep?"

Ye Yintang: "Huh?"

"Let me sing you a song."

Song Yizhou: "Huh?"

"Lullaby, sleep well."

He Wei didn't explain, and sang softly following the first song that came to mind.

"The leaves of the willows by the embankment flutter in autumn...the leaves are gone and only the green branches are left..."

He didn't like to sleep when he was a child, and his grandfather always used this song to comfort him.It was originally a song that was a bit sad about parting, but He Wei's voice was full of youthful feeling. Matched with the vague and casual tone before going to bed, it became a kind of faint laziness, not like singing the sadness of life, just like A boy's remembrance of his lost youth.

However, He Wei's focus is of course not to sing a lullaby well - he secretly worked hard to integrate his own strength into the singing, and unexpectedly found that the effect was remarkable.

His energy was slowly spreading out along with the singing, and soon, traces of golden light filled the entire room.

Soon, the sound of the music was almost inaudible, and Song Yizhou finally stopped shaking, and soon there was a snoring sound.

After He Wei sang the last line, he heard that the two of them were silent, thinking that he had successfully put them to sleep, so he turned around happily, clenched his fists to encourage himself, lowered his voice but still couldn't control his happiness: "Great!"

But Ye Yintang did not fall asleep.

After listening to He Wei's song, he felt a lot of emotions, and he was happy to learn from him without a teacher's progress. He wanted to encourage him a few words, but he didn't expect him to encourage himself so cutely.

Ye Yintang slightly hooked her lips, smiled silently, closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep.

But he forgot for a moment that the camera above his head was faithfully recording all his expressions.

Early the next morning, there were still two hours before the recording began.The three of them had just packed up and were about to go out for morning exercises together. When they opened the door, they found Huang Doudou standing at the door, waiting for them for some time.

Huang Doudou smiled all over his face: "Mother, tell the three of you, we plan to edit a dormitory special of the rich boy group immediately, and post it tonight, is that okay?"

The author has something to say: Bo Chen: It is obviously a team of four people, why only three names?

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"After quitting the draft, I became a world champion [competition]" by: Mo Yinong

Su Jinhuan, a lifelong disabled racing driver, transmigrated into a cannon fodder with the same name and surname in the book. In order to get the male protagonist Xu Xing, he would do anything and everything.

Su Jinhuan said silently in his heart, you have seen Xu Xing thousands of times, he is not yours.

You train thousands and thousands of times, and the honor and victory are yours.

Wake up, your goal is to win glory for the country and contribute to the racing career of country Z.

He will return to the track and become an admirable and much-anticipated god...

The professional referee of the World Cup downhill race gave him a medal: this is not riding too fast, it is flying too low.

His freehand rock climbing teammates dropped their jaws in shock: This is Newton's younger brother Niu Bi.

The cross-country coach was full of praise: I call it an expert.

Passionate surfing opponent applauded: he is really the kind I have seen, very special...

Eat melon netizen: Maybe a layman thinks he is very powerful, but in fact, as an expert, I can tell you responsibly that he can reach this level in a few days. Don't question my strength. After all, I have won several district championships. You If you don't ask me which area, I can only say it is the comment area.

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A professional racing player from country Z has not set foot on the world's Formula One track for several years. Some people jokingly said that someone in country Z can advance to him and live upside down on a tree.

Some people also say that race determines that Z people have no athletic talent, so there is no need to humiliate themselves.

Passerby A: If you don’t try it, how will you know it won’t work?

Passerby B: I heard that Su Jinhuan signed up this year...

Passerby C: The prince of domestic entertainment registers for F1, will he drive a toy car or a remote control car?It's just a champion character created by the capital, but if you get into the drama too deeply, you believe it?

Public opinion was in an uproar, until Su Jinhuan wore the national flag and held a gold-plated trophy in his hand, and accepted a global live broadcast interview.

Reporter: Many people are not optimistic about you as an artist. How did you adjust your mentality and win?

Su Jinhuan: Either stand out or be out.

The future is not long, so you might as well be bold, climb a mountain, chase a beam of light, have a dream, and love someone.

Thousands of feet to the clouds, thousands of miles to see the sky

Don't ask about the bad luck ahead, but ask for a clear conscience

感谢在2021-07-2123：06：00～2021-07-2222：52：16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 vitality melon;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Wen Wan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!