Chapter 594 Live Broadcast to Make Trouble 6

After chatting with fans for a while, Ren Qian finally made up his mind and opened the door that was not closed tightly.

The moment the door opened, Ren Qian's eyes were fixed on the room, for fear of seeing something disharmonious.

After maintaining a tense expression for more than ten seconds, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing.

This room looks like the owner's house. The first thing you see when you look in is a large bed with footrests on the side and a small couch at the end of the bed. It is not wide and can probably accommodate one person. sleep.

I don't know if no one really comes to this house, but there are quilts, mattresses and other items on the bed, just like when the owner was still there.

It’s just that after so many years, the once brightly colored fabrics have all lost their color and faded into a mottled old color.

Ren Qian frowned - the back of the bed, which was originally bright red, faded and turned into a dull color with some yellow spots. Looking at it...

Just like dried blood, it makes people feel very uncomfortable.

It's just an illusion. he told himself.

Then he took the camera around the entire room, completely satisfying the fans' inquiring minds.

"Okay, there's nothing to see in this room." He said and walked out of the door.

At this moment, he didn't forget to take a look at his popularity, which had risen to 70,000.

Sure enough, this kind of exciting live broadcast can arouse the enthusiasm of fans, he thought to himself.

Next, he opened two more rooms. One of them was similar to the first room, and the other seemed to be where the servants lived. There were several narrow beds in a simple room. Netizens He even said with a smile that this was the ancient version of a dormitory.

Walk out of the room door.

Ren Qian's eyes casually turned around and glanced at the door.

Just one glance made him shrink back - when did the door close?

He remembered clearly that when he opened the door, it didn't close to him at all.

His face was facing the camera, and his shocked expression certainly did not escape the eyes of netizens.

"Holy shit, anchor, what did you see? This expression looks a bit penetrating."

"Xingchenda Da, you told me that you were acting..."

"Want to know what's ahead?"

Ren Qian came back to his senses, looked at the bright sun above his head, recited the core values ​​of socialism in his heart again, and then turned around.

"Did you see the door behind me? I just broadcast live all the way. You didn't see me closing the door?"

“Fuck, it’s so scary to think about it!”

"A little scared."

"Anchor, you actually lied to us. Did you close the door secretly?"

Ren Qian blinked: "We have to believe in science, maybe it's the wind."

But having said that, he was really excited and ready to go back.

"Let's go back now, how about ending today's live broadcast?" He asked fans for their opinions.

Some expressed that they still had unfinished thoughts, while some fans were considerate and said that it was okay, and that they should go back early and remember to bring an assistant with them next time.

Just at this time--

"Your heart is like my heart" presents a "golden house" to the "sea of ​​stars"!

Your heart is like my heart: "I still want to see it, let's see another room."

Damn it!

Ren Qian looked at the glittering golden house on the screen, feeling shamefully shaken in his heart.

We’ve already looked at three rooms anyway, so why not look at one more?

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The traffic jam on the road was so severe today that my short trip home became a long one.

I was so dizzy when I got home.

But while I was writing this paragraph, I kept feeling that there was someone standing behind me, which scared me awake again.