When I was forced to become a crybaby...

Wen Lang was standing sideways at the door, when Yan Shao asked, he took a step to the left and blocked the door tightly: "Didn't you see it all?"

The faces of the three of them became Bao Gong, and Yu Yang in the gap behind listened to him and stretched his neck to look inside the door.

Wen Lang crossed his arms: "Is there something wrong? We're going to take a rest for a while." Get out if there's nothing wrong.

Wen Hao stepped forward with his chest straight: "We want to chat with Yanyan."

Boom!Wen Lang closed the door, the door panel was still shaking.

Liang Yan looked dumbfounded on the bed: "Will the bridge of Wen Hao's nose be smashed by you?"

Wen Lang clapped his hands: "I don't know how to do it naturally, so it's hard to say."

There was a few seconds of silence outside the door, and then there was a noise, Wen Hao was anxious: "Crazy, he is a crazy! Don't pull me!"

Several other people pulled and persuaded him to get away.

Liang Yan was a little worried: "Wen Lang, you and Wen Hao fell out, will it be..."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of his boss, but I'm afraid of offending him?" Wen Lang didn't take it seriously at all.

Liang Yan was a little surprised: "Do you know the boss of Tianxing Entertainment?"

Both Wen Hao and Chu Hanwen are artists under Skyline Entertainment.

Wen Lang walked over, looked at the ignorant Liang Yan, like a silly little rabbit, couldn't help pinching his face: "Yan Shao is the son of the boss of Tianxing Entertainment, don't you know?"

Liang Yan only knew that Yan Shao was greasy, and he didn't know anything else. After hearing what Wen Lang said, he suddenly realized: "No wonder you call him Mr. Yan."

Wen Lang lifted the quilt and lay back on the bed again, patted the place next to him: "You sleep for a while, I'll call you when it's time."

It was miraculous to say that Liang Yan lay beside Wen Lang, rubbing his earlobe was more effective than taking sleeping pills, and soon fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Wen Lang had already packed his clothes and stood guard in front of the door, beckoning him to keep quiet.

Seeing his serious face, Liang Yan also became nervous, walked to his side, looked out through the crack of the door, and asked him in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"The good show has begun." As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow outside the door whizzed past their eyes, so fast that Liang Yan didn't even see whether it was a man or a woman.

He thought that this one NPC would pass away, and there would be no other ones for the time being, but he guessed wrong.

At the end of the corridor came several grotesque NPCs, some were some beasts, and there was even a table that became a spirit.

Liang Yan opened his mouth in surprise, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "Why are there so many? They're all on the fifth floor?"

Wen Lang has already seen through all eyes: "The program team wants to scare a few people to death tonight."

Liang Yan's back felt a little chilly, and he unconsciously clung to Wen Lang's side: "Then what should we do?"

Wen Lang pointed downstairs: "After they pass by, let's go have dinner."

After a long while, more than [-] NPCs arrived one after another. Liang Yan and Wen Lang took advantage of the desertion of various monsters and ghosts, sneaked out of the room and rushed to the fourth floor.

Liang Yan thought that he was looking for someone else to join him, but unexpectedly, he was dragged directly to the small warehouse.

Walking fast all the way, Liang Yan leaned on the storage shelf in the small warehouse and panted slightly: "Why are we here again, don't we go find someone else?"

Wen Lang found a set of doctor's clothes and put them on. The hat and mask didn't fall off. It looked a bit like the same style that Liu Hong wore, but he was much more eye-catching than Liu Hong.

"Are you pretending to be an NPC again?"

Wen Lang adjusted the mask: "I have to be responsible for what I just said."

When Wen Lang followed Liang Yan to find other people, he received a lot of surprised looks.

Everyone stopped eating the instant noodles in their hands, and Yu Yang simply jumped up from his chair: "Wow! There is really an NPC follower mode!"

Seeing the doctor behind Liang Yan, the dubious people immediately believed Wen Lang's nonsense, and rubbed his chin to Xiang Heng, thoughtfully: "This way it will be much easier for us to get out."

Wen Hao and Chu Hanwen saw that Liang Yan came by themselves, and their expressions relaxed a lot: "Yanyan, where is that lunatic?"

Liang Yan glanced at the lunatic himself behind him: "When I woke up, he was gone."

The two of them didn't want to see Wen Lang, and didn't ask any more questions. Chu Hanwen handed the instant noodles to Liang Yan: "Xiao Yan, come over for dinner."

Liang Yan looked at the bowls of instant noodles on the table, a little surprised: "Didn't you discuss delicious Japanese food and hot pot this afternoon?

Yu Yang complained from the side: "These restaurants are all fooling people. Whether you go to hot pot or Japanese food, no matter what you order, the NPCs serve instant noodles."

Yan Shao took a sip of the instant noodles, his expression as cold as ice: "I'm going to talk to the producer after I get out." The boss was obviously dissatisfied with the arrangement of the instant noodles.

But no matter how bad the instant noodles are, they can fill your stomach. After running for a day, everyone was too tired to move after eating.

Everyone returned to the fifth floor, Wen Hao followed Liang Yan and wanted to enter his room, but Doctor Wen stopped him with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Wen Hao was surprised: "Why are you stopping me?"

Dr. Wen lowered his head to find something in his pocket, and found a scalpel and hemostatic forceps for a long time. His voice was mechanical and flat: "Wait a moment, I will arrange surgery for you right away."

Wen Hao stepped back quickly: "No, thank you!" Then he looked at Liang Yan reluctantly: "Yanyan, if you are afraid at night, you can come to me."

Before Liang Yan could answer, Doctor Wen grabbed Wen Hao's wrist: "Please bring the patient into the operating room!"

Wen Hao shook his hand again and again before pulling out his hand: "I'll go, I'll go."

The corridor returned to calm, and Wen Lang stood guard at Liang Yan's door like a guard, blocking all kinds of ghosts and ghosts for him.

After a long time, it was estimated that the guests had all fallen asleep, and the NPCs lurking in every corner were dispatched one after another.

Two white-clothed ghosts with disheveled hair floated past Wen Lang, and greeted him: "Are you in charge of this room?" Wen Lang nodded.

The rest of the NPCs wanted to make trouble, but they were also blocked by Wen Lang.

The NPCs went to other rooms, the one responsible for scratching the door showed his fingernails, and the sharks raised the chainsaw madly.

The originally quiet corridor suddenly became lively.

Seeing that the time was right, Wen Lang pushed open the door of Liang Yan's room and locked it with his backhand. He thought that Liang Yan had already fallen asleep, but he didn't expect him to be sitting upright by the bed and waiting for him: "Why haven't sleep?"

Liang Yan yawned, with tears in his eyes: "I'm waiting for you." Pointing to the door: "Will someone knock on our door later?"

Wen Lang took off the props and costumes on his body: "Don't worry, no one will come."

The noise in the corridor became louder and louder, screams mixed with footsteps...

***

Sitting in front of the monitor, Liu Hong and Cheng Min frowned and looked at the screen with incredulous expressions.

After a while, the two turned their heads to look at each other, and Liu Hong wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes: "It's the guest chasing the NPC, right?"

"That's right." Cheng Min nodded.

The picture on the monitor was indeed weird. The program team expected that the guests would be chased by monsters and goblins all over the hotel, and the spoof effect would be full.

But the reality is that the guests are all extremely brave, chasing the ghosts and wanting to hug them, scaring the NPCs to run away.

Liu Hong called the photography team leader: "What's going on?"

The photography team leader pointed to Wen Lang's split screen: "What else can happen, this ancestor made a fuss."

The team leader called up the video in the hotel lounge area in the afternoon, and Wen Lang was talking nonsense vividly in the video.

The corner of Liu Hong's mouth twitched, and he slapped himself on the forehead: "He is a bug."

When Liu Hong looked at the sky speechlessly, the culprit was lying on the bed with Liang Yan and fell asleep.

The farce lasted until midnight, and the NPC was exhausted. This was the first time they had seen such a player since work.

The guests are all exhausted. This follow-up mode is easy to say, but it is difficult to operate in practice.

In the end, Liu Hong's voice in the wireless ended today's recording: "Thank you everyone, this is the end of tonight's recording, everyone can go back to the room to rest, and start the machine on time at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning!"

Just after seven o'clock arrived, and the others had just woken up, Liu Hong was dragged into front of the monitor by the camera team leader.

The two figures on the screen instantly refreshed Liu Hong: "Why did the two of them come out so quickly?"

The gate of the shopping mall is still locked, and other guests are still washing up. Liang Yan and Wen Lang should have been trapped inside, but now they are walking leisurely on Ding Street.

Regardless of whether to record or not, Liu Hong yelled on the wireless: "How did you two get out?"

Liang Yan raised his head and waved hello to the drone above his head: "Morning, Director Liu, Wen Lang and I walked out."

Liu Hong sighed, Liang Yan, a sensible and good boy, was gradually led astray by Wen Lang's scourge, and he was heartbroken: "I'm asking how did you get out of the gate?"

"I didn't go through the front door, but I went through the back door." The two of them went to bed early last night and woke up early, taking advantage of the NPC door to change shifts, and got out.

Liu Hong: "..." Just... that's fine.

The lottery station, which was not found yesterday, now stands brightly in front of them.

Pushing open the door, a man with a big arm and round waist was sitting in front of the computer. Judging by his figure, he looked a lot like the NPC playing the role of a butcher.

Seeing the two of them enter the door, the strong man was stunned for a moment. He was surprised that the two of them came so quickly, but as a professional worker, he was surprised, and the lines of the script had to go ahead: "I am a law-abiding citizen, but I didn't provoke you Policeman, oh, yes, this is my little thought." He handed them two point cards, which were ten points and nine points respectively.

Liang Yan took the score card and cut straight to the point: "Zhao Hui works here, right? Where did he go?"

The strong man spread his hands: "Okay, since you all know, I can only tell the truth, Zhao Hui left with his lover who worked in the bar after he won the big prize, and I don't know where he went."

Wen Lang and Liang Yan glanced at each other, bar?lover?

"Is it a lover? Not his wife?" Liang Yan confirmed again.

But the strong man didn't answer his question, but repeated what he said just now.

If he wanted to find out where Zhao Hui was going, he had to go to the bar.

The script is quite realistic, the bar is next to the lottery station, so close, it is convenient for Zhao Hui to meet his lover.

The bar is decorated in the style of more than twenty years ago, with a row of colorful lanterns on the facade, and a portrait of an enchanting beauty on the window.

As soon as they approached, the door was pushed open immediately, and an NPC wearing a white shirt and black vest came out and said hello to them: "The two of you are here to participate in the masquerade ball, please come inside."

Liang Yan thought the waiter was just reading the lines from the script, so he didn't care, and walked into the bar with Wen Lang one after the other.

After entering, the waiter handed them two sets of clothes, and he realized that things were not simple. They were obviously two big boys, but the waiter handed them a suit and a skirt.

Liang Yan tucked the skirt back to the waiter: "Please change into this set too, thank you."

The waiter smiled and refused: "Sorry, we only have these two sets of costumes left."