The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Yuan Fangxuan was still watching the live broadcast, secretly spying on Sang Feiwan's every move.

When he saw what Lao Lou said, he curled his lips and snorted, "Sang Feiwan is such a saint. She's talking so much nonsense even when she's connected to a psychopath. The shadow is a ghost? I don't know how she came up with that. I guess her excuse can only appease a psychopath."

"Gurgle" my stomach sounded hungry.

As an actress, Yuan Fangxuan is very strict about keeping in shape. She didn't eat at night, and now she is very hungry and her mood is getting more and more irritable.

Yuan Fangxuan called her assistant and said, "Xiao Lu, I'm hungry. Go buy me some cucumbers."

"Sister Xuan, it's already past 11 o'clock. The vegetable market and fruit store should be closed. There are free instant noodles in the room. How about you make do with them?"

"What? You actually let me eat instant noodles? Do you know how high the calories in instant noodles are? I ate a bowl of instant noodles, and a week of dieting was wasted! You actually let me eat instant noodles, what's your intention? Do you want to see me get fat to death?"

"That's not what I meant, but it's too late now to really buy cucumbers."

"I think you're just lazy and don't want to run errands for me. It's such a big place, I don't believe you can't even find a cucumber."

"Sister Xuan, don't be angry, I'll go, I'll go!" The little assistant's voice sounded so aggrieved that she was about to cry through the phone.

Yuan Fangxuan urged coldly: "Hurry up!"

After hanging up the phone, she glanced at the work group again and saw a few people chatting in the group.

Feng Wenyan: [@Pan Mao, Director, are you asleep? I remembered that I have a question in today's script that I want to ask you.]

Feng Wenyan: [Director? Are you there?]

Assistant Director: [The director just said that his phone was left in the basketball arena, so he probably won’t see your message.]

Feng Wenyan: [Is that so... Never mind, I'll ask you again tomorrow.]

No one expected that the director was already outside the basketball court at this moment. Thinking about the unreliable words that Sang Feiwan said, and thinking about the new assistant who didn't take him seriously at all and was unwilling to do even the trivial task of running errands, he couldn't help but feel angry.

However, he walked into the basketball court angrily, but he didn't realize that the basketball court was already shrouded in a thick yin energy...

Seeing that it was getting late and there was nothing interesting to watch in Sang Feiwan’s live broadcast, Yuan Fangxuan threw her phone aside and went to take a shower.

At the same time, Sang Feiwan’s live broadcast room welcomed the last online netizen of the night.

The netizen who appeared in the live broadcast room was named Luo Xiaoluo, a girl in her early 20s, who appeared on the screen with an anxious look on her face.

As soon as she saw the anchor, she couldn't wait to ask: "Anchor, are you staying at the Honglin Hotel? I saw that the background of your live broadcast looks very much like the decoration of the Honglin Hotel."

Sang Feiwan said: "That's right."

Luo Xiaoluo continued to ask: "There is a basketball stadium next to Honglin Hotel, right?"

Sang Feiwan nodded: "Yes."

Luo Xiaoluo got straight to the point and said, "There's something wrong with that basketball stadium! There really is something wrong. My brother used to be a basketball player. Later, in order to expand their training, his club rebuilt a basketball stadium next to the Honglin Hotel. But since then, members of their team have had accidents one after another, and even my brother couldn't escape that disaster..."

At first, only the basketball team members disappeared, but after three days, they suddenly appeared in a corner of the basketball hall, dead, with empty heads and missing brains.

After five similar incidents occurred, the basketball club moved away from the area and the basketball hall was sealed off. All family members were interviewed by a mysterious department and asked not to publicize the incident.

Luo Xiaoluo’s brother was one of the people who had the accident.

In the year the accident happened, her parents brought her to Qingshui County to find out the real reason for her brother's accident. They also stayed at Honglin Hotel.

The hotel had just been renovated at that time, and we thought that business would be booming thanks to the basketball club. However, something unexpected happened later, and naturally the hotel's business was very slow.

If the property wasn't his own and no one else was willing to take it over, the boss wouldn't have insisted on running it.

So, when Sang Feiwan appeared at the Honglin Hotel for a live broadcast, Luo Xiaoluo recognized the decoration of the hotel room at a glance.

Luo Xiaoluo fought for the connection all night, and finally succeeded in getting it during the last hexagram. She couldn't wait to tell the story of that year.

"Anchor, my brother died tragically and the reason is still unknown. What secrets are hidden in that basketball stadium? As family members, why don't we even have the right to know the truth?!"

Sang Feiwan had originally planned to explore the secrets in the basketball stadium tonight, but she didn't expect that the fan she connected with at the end was actually related to this matter.

"What exactly happened to your brother? What secrets are hidden in the basketball hall? I have to go there in person to find out."

Hearing that Sang Feiwan was going to make the trip in person, Luo Xiaoluo thanked him repeatedly: "The host will definitely help. I think the truth will surely surface soon."

Her eyes were red and she bowed to Sang Feiwan across the screen - her loved one had passed away and the family needed the truth!

[Wanwan, you have to be careful! This sounds really weird.]

[Saving people is important, but the first priority is to protect yourself. 】

[Where are you, Wanwan? I want to stay by your side and protect you well! ]

[The above person, please stop being funny. You will only drag down the host if you go there. ]

[Yes, yes, let's just support Wanwan mentally. Wanwan, please let us know if there is any good news! ]

Sang Feiwan said nothing more, said good night to netizens and exited the live broadcast.

It is already 12:05 at night.

The training was intense during the day, so most of the crew had already rested.

As Sang Feiwan walked to the elevator, Feng Wenyan's voice came from behind her: "Miss Sang, why are you going out so late?"

Sang Feiwan asked in a distant tone: "What's the matter?"

Feng Wenyan smiled and said, "Nothing, I just happened to be going out to buy something. Where is Miss Sang going? I wonder if we are going the same way."

Sang Feiwan said coldly: "Different roads."

"Ding" the elevator arrived, Sang Feiwan walked into the elevator, and Feng Wenyan hurriedly followed in.

Sang Feiwan said bluntly: "You don't want to go out to buy anything, you just want to follow me. But the place I'm going to is not suitable for you, and I have no interest in you. It's not too late for you to go back now."

The elevator door took a long time to close, and it was obvious that they were trying to kick people out.

Feng Wenyan laughed: "Ms. Sang, you really misunderstood. I didn't mean to follow you, I just wanted to go out and buy a pack of cigarettes. My assistant has already rested, and he was very busy during the day, so I didn't ask him to get up and run errands."

This explanation was impeccable. Although Sang Feiwan didn't believe it, he didn't try to persuade him further.