Chapter 832

Saying this, the other party pulled up his collar and left dejectedly.

"Ah?"

(Ah?)

(No, is the script supposed to be like this? Why did he leave in such a hurry after just one meeting? I seriously suspect this is a misplayed script.)

(Me too. This doesn't look like acting. I saw the bewilderment on the other party's face with my own eyes.)

Fang Yang walked on the road, looking at the conversation in the livestream. That's right, the expression on the other party's face wasn't fake. Did he really recognize the wrong person?

"Alright, alright, let's go, let's go. Let me show you the beautiful scenery here. Let me tell you..."

Looking at Fang Yang's positive and optimistic appearance, the prisoners were speechless. You're already here, are you waiting to be reformed with joy?

Not just the prisoners, even the fans in the livestream were speechless.

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Brother, you're a prisoner. Is it really okay to be this optimistic?

"Look at this grass, look at these flowers, look at this blue sky and white clouds. Life is truly beautiful."

Hearing this, the prisoners and fans unanimously thought that Fang Yang's brain had short-circuited because of prison life.

(Sigh, it's a pity. Brother Yang is such a young man in his prime, how did he... sigh.)

Looking at the livestream full of sighs and negative energy, Fang Yang was furious.

This was a positive and uplifting livestream. Why were you all either being lewd or sighing?

Fang Yang had no choice. Management was so strict these days; who knew if some violating content would get him banned.

"This kid, hasn't he really gone crazy?"

Chief Chen watched Fang Yang talking to himself, but deep down, he didn't believe it. After all, this kid's skills weren't weak, and he hadn't suffered any disaster, so how could he go crazy?

Seeing Li Ye, who couldn't wait to jump in, Chief Chen also had a headache. He asked himself, what kind of stimulation did Fang Yang receive to look so strange?

"This, Chief, just consider it as some fun between young people."

The officer looked at Fang Yang on the screen and felt extremely awkward.

This kid is... forget it. As an upright character, he shouldn't gossip about others behind their backs.

"Forget it, let's go back."

Seeing that it was getting late, Fang Yang still needed to prepare food for the prisoners and guards early, so he had to rush back.

Fang Yang was a bit disappointed that he hadn't waited for the person he wanted to see after wandering around for half a day. But such things couldn't be rushed; after all, the other party was likely still wary of him.

Arriving at the kitchen, Fang Yang called out a few times, but no one answered. This was undoubtedly strange, knowing that this was the time they should be preparing food.

"Brother Li?"

Fang Yang called out again, unsure, but there was still no response.

"..."

(What's wrong with Brother Yang? Go in! Isn't it time to cook now?)

(You fake fan, Brother Yang just called a few times and no one responded. There must be something abnormal.)

(Ah? Is that so? Sorry, I just went to get a glass of water. When I came back, I saw Brother Yang standing here without moving.)

Fang Yang hesitated again and again, but decided to go in. After all, this was a prison; what kind of accident could he be afraid of?

Furthermore, when things go wrong, there must be a demon. Could it be that the guy he was looking forward to was going to meet him in the kitchen? Wasn't he afraid of being discovered?

"Don't move!"

Just as Fang Yang stepped into the kitchen, hindered by a curtain blocking his view, Fang Yang was helplessly held hostage again.

"No, old brother, I don't think I've offended you, have I?"

Fang Yang's voice trembled, pushing his fear to the extreme.

Seeing the astonishment on the other party's face, Fang Yang cheered inwardly. Yes, that's it. Think of him as a cowardly and incompetent piece of trash.

"Why did you come in?"

After a brief moment of astonishment, the other party got straight to the point.

The ability to recover so quickly made Fang Yang pause as well.

"Uh, that, do I have to say?"

Fang Yang pursed his lips, his eyes darting around.

"Speak."

Seeing the other party's refusal to accept no for an answer, Fang Yang could only sigh leisurely.

"Alright."

"Originally, I took a job as a haunted house sleeper. I thought it was interesting, so I went to take a look. It felt pretty good, so I slept in a few houses for a few nights."

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Fang Yang thought for a moment and decided to start directly from his time as a haunted house sleeper.

"But the night before I was caught, oh right, let me tell you, that villa was real..."

Fang Yang became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he wasn't being held hostage at all, and the two were just having a simple chat.

"... Cut the crap. Tell me directly how you got in, the reason, the process."

"Ah, ah, okay, Brother Dong."

Chen Dong frowned slightly, clearly dissatisfied with Fang Yang's rambling. Fang Yang naturally noticed this too. It seemed his plan to stall for time had been discovered by the other party...

As if! Fang Yang didn't know how long he had been waiting for someone to find him, so how could he let go of this good opportunity?

"After that, the police went to the villa to arrest me. They said my ghost-driving was because I ate food mixed with new types of white flour, and then I was locked up on charges of something or other."

Fang Yang spoke sloppily, but he was certain that those who knew in advance would definitely understand what he meant.

"So that's how it is. Then, why did you cooperate with the police? Otherwise, we would definitely have saved you and put you to good use."

Chen Dong shook his head slightly, an expression of regret appearing on his face.

(What! Is this how the script is written? Brother Yang was discovered? How can the show go on without the protagonist!)

(Sigh, what if this is just an experimental shoot? If the feedback is good, Brother Yang can continue filming. It can be this genre or another.)

(Oh~ so that's it, I understand.)

Looking at the messages in the livestream, Fang Yang's mind went blank. He didn't understand how he was discovered, or where the problem went wrong.

Could it be because of the livestream?

No, it couldn't be. Since Chief Chen allowed him to livestream, he must have arranged everything. Besides, it wasn't certain if these fans were his fans.

After all, it wasn't impossible to write an extreme program to fake the illusion of a livestream.

Fang Yang was slightly stunned, opened his mouth slightly, and then slowly spat out an "Ah."

"Ah?"

"Hmm, it's nothing."

"Ah?"

This time, Fang Yang was truly bewildered. No, why was it nothing?

Could it be that he was testing him?

Thinking of this, Fang Yang felt no relief, but rather became more vigilant. After all, no one knew how many such tests there were.

Watching Chen Dong busy with dinner on his own, Fang Yang cursed himself inwardly.

It seemed he was still inexperienced; otherwise, he wouldn't have ignored the expression on Chen Dong's face because of that question.

"Good, that was close."

Chief Chen watched Fang Yang escape danger and immediately hung up the phone he hadn't dialed yet.

Then he let out a heavy sigh of relief.

"Sigh, I don't know if this kid is good at acting or just lucky. The other party actually believed him this time."

Chief Chen shook his head secretly, but as long as Fang Yang was fine, he didn't really care about the rest.

"Brother Dong, the ingredients have all been moved."

The prisoner who came to help in the cafeteria hurried back slowly. For some reason, Fang Yang felt that this prisoner was very respectful to Chen Dong. However, if this prisoner had something to ask of Chen Dong, such as bringing things from the outside that the prison didn't have.

Such a polite attitude was normal.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang withdrew his gaze. Since Chen Dong had already sensed the abnormality, how could he be so careless? Wasn't this just handing food to someone on a silver platter?

Fang Yang withdrew his gaze. No wonder there was only Chen Dong here; it turned out that prisoner number 6666 had been sent out.

And because he wasn't a prisoner, he was relatively free.

Thinking of this, a new doubt arose. Then... what about Li Yuanyi?

As a prison guard, he shouldn't listen to the arrangements of outsiders.