Chapter 792
Fang Yang looked at the two sighing and found it funny, taking the initiative to leave.
Chen Nan and Li Zhou looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.
Fang Yang, his deeds were not few. This ingredient incident might not be because of his influence, but Fang Yang's influence. How could he forget? Was it because of Fang Yang's approachability these past few days?
In that supermarket, which was quickly sealed off, the police station immediately sent people to investigate. He should have remembered that Fang Yang had made a big splash in professional livestreaming programs. Today he digs, tomorrow he does archaeology, when he's free he paints, and at night he delivers takeout. What a legendary figure.
"Tonight, what are we eating?"
Chen Nan, who caught up with Fang Yang, asked as usual, everything appearing so natural.
"Chen Nan, I..., I'm leaving tomorrow."
Hearing Fang Yang's words, Chen Nan nodded as expected.
"I know, you have many abilities and are so popular. A small game livestream is simply not worth mentioning."
Chen Nan walked slowly, and Li Zhou followed behind, listening silently.
"Brother Nan, I didn't mean that."
Fang Yang hurriedly explained. He had been very happy these past few days. He had never had the experience of playing games before. Now, not only did he play well for a few days, but there was also someone teaching him hand-in-hand. He was very satisfied.
"I know, games, after all, are just games. You are different. You have so many skills, there's no need to spend all your energy on a... mm, unfamiliar technique."
"..."
"Alright, alright, since you're leaving, then making some good dishes and drinking a little tonight isn't excessive, right?"
Chen Nan looked at Fang Yang provocatively, as if declaring war.
"A little? A little isn't enough for me to drink."
Fang Yang didn't panic and accepted the challenge directly.
"Good, tonight, let's have a good drink."
Chen Nan laughed twice, very happy. Although they might not meet again later, being able to drink heartily with Fang Yang was considered not bad.
"Hic~ sigh, Brother Yang, you've only been here for a few days? As a result, you're leaving so fast. We've only just gotten familiar, and you're leaving like this. We, I'm afraid we'll have to go back to the days of eating takeout. Why don't you stay for a few more days?"
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Li Zhou, who was drunk, kept hiccuping and complaining about Fang Yang's decision to leave so early.
"Is that so? Is it that short? However, don't be discouraged. As long as there is fate, we will eventually meet again. Who can say if my departure tonight won't lead to meeting on the street tomorrow?"
Fang Yang raised his glass, and the two responded, seemingly not wanting to make the two feel uncomfortable because of his departure, so he simply said something that made people happy.
"Mm... Brother Yang, you said we'll meet again, is it true? To be honest, if you leave, eating will really be a problem for us. Forget about those takeout players. If we hire a chef who doesn't cook as well as you, wouldn't it be a waste of hiring?"
Chen Nan looked at Fang Yang, his emotions a bit low.
"Alright, alright, drink. If destined, we will meet again. That saying isn't unreasonable."
Fang Yang didn't know how to respond, so he simply pulled the two to continue drinking.
Not long after, Li Zhou and Chen Nan were face-down on the table, sleeping like dead pigs.
"Tsk tsk tsk, hic, this drinking capacity, it's not good."
Fang Yang shook his head, seemingly a bit disappointed. Putting down his chopsticks, Fang Yang put them back into their rooms one by one.
"Mm... meet again if destined. Those bowls and chopsticks on the table that haven't been cleaned, just take them as a gift from me."
Fang Yang downstairs turned his head to look at the building. At this moment, there was no drunkenness on his face. Facing the evening breeze, he walked away slowly.
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"Sigh, although I've decided to change jobs, but... change to what?"
The next day, Fang Yang, who had already woken up, held his chin with a worried face.
Currently, he hadn't thought of the profession he wanted, and for a moment, he was a bit lost.
"Mm... so annoying. If I had known, I would have waited until I thought about it before leaving there."
Fang Yang clicked his tongue, seemingly a bit dissatisfied with his rash decision.
"Hey! I heard that sleeping in a haunted house is not bad, it feels quite exciting."
Fang Yang slapped his thigh, feeling that this was simply wonderful. He was an atheist, so if he just slept for a night, wouldn't he be able to get money?
Fang Yang's reputation wasn't small now. In terms of money, Fang Yang had some spare money, but he was still happy to hear the sound of receiving money, which was simply wonderful.
"Report, experimental subject 9999 seems to be contacting abnormal things in advance. Should we take measures?"
"Heh, let him go. There are many experimental subjects, and one or two variables don't matter. Since he wants to find death, let him be."
"Yes."
Fang Yang immediately flipped through his phone, and soon after, he looked at the phone screen and showed a satisfied smile.
"Sigh, I didn't expect that at this age, I still have to write feelings after waking up from sleep, tsk tsk tsk."
In a short time, Fang Yang had already asked about the things needed for this profession. Nothing else, the first is courage, the second is writing. Jiang Yan didn't ask about money. For him, work was just for fun. He opened a livestream and set up a name like "Haunted House Adventure Sleep Test." He thought his fans would be very happy to come and watch.
"Oh oh good, 74 Chimera Road, Wraith Street? Uh... hiss~ Chimera Wraith go to shit? It seems God is also helping me!"
Not knowing what he thought of, Fang Yang looked at this address and kept giggling.
Chimera Wraith: No? Why do you think this unlucky number is for us and not for you?
"Not worthy of being a haunted house, it's remote enough, and there are no neighbors around, and it's very cold."
Fang Yang confirmed that the address was correct, took out the key to the house, opened the gate, and walked into it.
1021. Isn't this deliberately targeting? Wait for me to switch to a big account first! (Seeking full subscription)
"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough! I'm really convinced, how many years has this house not been cleaned?"
Fang Yang, who entered the house, was choked by the dust stirred up by opening the door, as if he had eaten something, and he couldn't stop coughing anyway.
"No, no, get some air! Get some air!"
Fang Yang covered his nose and hurriedly opened all the windows on the first floor for ventilation.
And he himself sat on the side of the road, waiting for the house to change air.
"Is it because I'm a newcomer that they are deliberately targeting me?"
Fang Yang, who sat down, thought the more he thought, the more wrong it felt. How could it be possible that a house couldn't be sold for so long?
Thinking of this, Fang Yang nodded confidently, looked at the house with a novel exterior and old interior with eyes that saw through everything, and even adjusted his non-existent glasses.
"Mm... this, no way."
Fang Yang subconsciously looked up at the sky and found clouds everywhere, as if it would rain at any time.
"Trouble, I don't know if the smell in the house has dissipated, but it happens to rain at this time. Really convinced."
Fang Yang, who kept complaining, sat at the door of the house. Although he would be rained on more or less, it was still better than being exposed to the rain. Besides, if there was no other way, he would go directly into the house to avoid the rain. At that time, he couldn't care about the unpleasant smell.
"Rumblings~ rumblings~"
A loud noise in the air, and the thunder appeared brilliantly.
The cloudy weather and the deafening thunder made Fang Yang regret coming here so excitedly. If he had known, he would have waited until after today. However, since he was already here, Fang Yang could only bite the bullet.
Creak~ Bang!
The sounds rang out one after another. Fang Yang couldn't stand the cold wind blowing from outside the door and could only enter the house.
"Fortunately, there is electricity here. Mm... sure enough, it's a test. Otherwise, this house hasn't been cleaned for so long, and everything wouldn't be able to be used normally."
Fang Yang, who felt this point, sneered. Is this to prevent their courage from being too small, so they specially did this? Or... want to see me make a fool of myself?
"Good, start the stream! Wait for me to switch to a big account first~"
Fang Yang clicked twice on his phone, and soon he started the livestream. In an instant, numerous fans flooded into the livestream, causing Jiang Yan's phone to lag slightly.
"Damn, not to this extent, right?"
Fang Yang was a bit surprised to see the number of people in the upper right corner increasing. Is his popularity so high? Really or fake? Or were they interested in the words "Haunted House Sleep Test"?
This wasn't what Fang Yang knew. He only knew that his phone was dead now, only making beep beep beep sounds.
"... Wonderful."
Fang Yang gave his phone a thumbs up. Dropping the chain at a critical moment, right? It seems he has to change his phone after tonight.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Fang Yang looked at the phone that was stuck like a PPT but still persisted, and suddenly felt that his phone was so strong, but he still had to change it. Was he too inhuman?
"... Change! Must change!"
Fang Yang had just finished sighing when the phone immediately started spinning in the middle, looking like it was about to shut down.
"Damn, really can't be praised."
Fang Yang complained secretly, but still kept pressing the power button to restart the phone and started the livestream again.
"Mm, this time, it feels better?"
Knowing that the number of people was no longer surging, Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, fortunately, it didn't get stuck to the point of shutting down again.
"Ahem, just as you all see, I, at this moment, am a haunted house sleep tester."
End of Chapter
