After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

The eyes of the two people stayed on the ghost who didn't know why it ran into the house. He Yu's hand was very fast. All fell silent.

The reason for the sudden appearance of ghosts is probably because of the yin energy produced by Lord Yan and people with yin and yang eyes. When He Yu is alone, he will occasionally find ghosts visiting him, but because of Yan Zen's instructions, he suppresses them. Stop wanting to raise the idea.

The live barrage exploded.

[? ? ?Fuck? 】

【Yu Bao, who was forced to catch ghosts, appeared! 】

[The familiar question comes again, is this true or false...]

It is also difficult for He Yu to answer this question. The world of ghosts and netizens are separated by a screen, so there are people who believe it or not. Not acknowledging or denying the existence of those things is the best way to maintain the concept of this world.

Yan Zen stepped forward and wanted to throw the ghost out, but he was a step too late, He Yu had already grabbed that innocent ghost in front of the camera.

"Then let me introduce you by the way." He Yu glanced at the hand of the person next to him who was about to reach out, felt that it was his fault, and then poked the back of the other person's hand.

Yan Zen: "..." Being with the little guy is really not good for your health.

The studio was stunned.

[Wait, it seems that Yan Zen can also see...? 】

【So this is just pure acting, the ghost in Yubao's hand feels like people can't pretend it】

[People who major in film and television art design sigh, if it is special effects, then I will directly take away the person who did the special effects]

After a while, the topic changed direction because of someone's remarks.

[Poke your hand! 】

[Yu Bao is so cute, woo woo woo, mom loves you! ! ! 】

【Yu Yu is real! 】

【My depressed little eyes are so happy hahahahahahaha】

He Yu glanced at the barrage a few more times from the corner of his eye, and then focused his gaze on the ghost in his hand.Fortunately, it wasn't very scary. If it was the same as the ghost he raised at the beginning, it might not be directly turned into a horror movie.

"Just..." He puffed his cheeks twice, and winked at Yan Zhen, who twitched the corner of his mouth, "Let me introduce it to everyone, this kind of harm is not serious."

【…】

[I follow the whole process, Yan Yan hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

[So it became the popularization of ghost knowledge...? 】

He Yu said something casually, and as expected, he received a warning from the live broadcast platform.

"Ah, it seems that I won't let you talk anymore."

Then he walked to the window in three steps and two steps, opened the window and threw the ghost out.

[The legendary Miracle of Vigor? ? ? 】

【I'm starting to struggle again】

Before anyone started to say that forced CP is not good, Yan Zen just leaned in front of the camera and said, "I am stronger than him."

The barrage was dazed, and He Yu, who was wandering back from the window sill, looked at the frantically swiping "Yu Yu" and "Yu Yu" and several "Yu Jiaqin" mixed in it.

lost in thought.

He doesn't mind if someone uses the CP name, but this number is too much...

Without even thinking about it, he knew what Yan Zen had said.

Yan Zen glanced at him: "Is it spectacular?"

He Yu couldn't help laughing: "It's good? Yan Wang... It's good that you don't get scolded by your manager, Mr. Yan."

【What was the name of Yubao who stopped the car just now? ? ? 】

[Don't call Teacher Yan, it's too unfamiliar! 】

He Yu nodded: "It's really a bit rusty. I'm used to calling Yan Wangye, Lord Yan, so let's just call it that way."

Yan Zen: "..." It's okay, at least the fans use this as a nickname.

【Yan Wangye and the little guy... attack and suffer clearly】

[Who will count the speechless number of Yan Yan tonight hahahahahahahahahahaha]

[I suspect that the two of you are just trying to spread sugar in the live broadcast, but I have no proof]

Yan Zen temporarily said that he wanted to go to the bathroom, and He Yu pointed him the way: "The bathroom is on the second floor, go up and the third door from the left."

[Second floor...]

[Suddenly I remembered the setting of Yubao thief being rich]

"Then please also remember my busy setting." He Yu pretended to be crying but showed the fans the documents piled up on the sofa.

Also swept are the table with a lot of information and the ten boxes of small cakes in the corner.

[Wait, what is that black thing on the table? 】

[It just happened to be cut, it seems to be some kind of invitation letter...? 】

He Yu just remembered this thing, and when Yan Zen walked back into the camera, he handed it to him.

By the way, he said to the camera: "Foretelling, Satan is still here at Asuka Fashion Week this year."

The total number of Satan Company's participation in Asuka Fashion Week is not many, but it has been three consecutive years. Everyone has witnessed this rising rookie, and the boss of the company is getting more and more prominent in the fashion week.

"Then Yan Zen attended as the spokesperson for the Asian region." Yan Zen happened to accept the invitation letter when he was speaking. It was obviously a small gesture, but it felt full of a sense of ceremony, and was watched by countless people.

【What an awesome look...】

[There is a saying that Yan Zen's coffee company would have given the invitation letter, why should it rely on He Yu?]

【... Has the barbarian finally appeared?】

The two of them didn't pay attention to the barrage, and He Yu felt a little bit immersed in the handover ceremony after realizing it.

After the "ceremony" was over, Yan Zen carefully put the invitation letter into his pocket: "I should be able to go too."

He Yu didn't know what kind of fighting spirit was aroused. He felt that his good intentions had been let down, and he replied like a child: "My ticket can sit in the front row, and sit next to me." The purpose of registering information is also It is true that the giver and the invitee sit together.

Yan Zen seemed to be quite interested in the second half of the sentence, and her desire to tease was instantly activated, and she pressed He Yu's head: "Okay, thank you, big boss."

The barrage exploded until it got stuck.

【ccccccc is so cute ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]

【This lemon doesn't matter if you don't eat it】

[Have you two forgotten that there are still people? Hey! ! ! 】

He Yu, whose head was touched, squeezed Yan Zen's hand on top of his head, and realized something later: "Are we live broadcasting?"

Yan Zen looked at this embarrassing and angry action and thought for a long time: "It seems to be so."

【Really forgot hahahahahahahahahahahaha】

[There is a feeling that you need to restrain yourself in front of outsiders ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

There are more and more fans turning into groundhogs, and the bullet screen is full of "ah".

After being at a loss for a long time, Yan Zen withdrew her hand, which was a little damp with the remaining warmth from He Yu's palm.

He just went to the bathroom and poured two handfuls of cold water on himself, the effect obviously disappeared, and his fair neck was flushed.

He Yu glanced at the time, the live broadcast didn't say how long it would be over, as if he still had energy, let's continue.It's better to be late, because Yan Zen feels that she can't go back when it's late.

He played the screenshot lottery a few times, and the speed of the barrage was almost gone.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

[The lottery draw on Weibo is also woo woo woo woo]

It was only then that He Yu remembered that the Weibo lottery drawing of fifty yellow talismans had just been drawn, and curiously went to see which small koi had won the prize.

He Yu: "..." He saw his old koi.

Yan Jinli opened Weibo together with him, and opened Weibo with the account he stole back, and found a notice of congratulations on winning the lottery @自然.

Yan Zen commented on the Weibo of the lottery: [Win]

He Yu saw the crazy comment that was upvoted, and left a message at the bottom: [Congratulations, post it on your head right away]

Yan Zen shivered for a moment: 【Don't don't, don't say "fix" and other talismans sticking to you will have any effect? 】

He Yu looked at the phone with a smirk while typing, made many mistakes and then deleted: [Can I pretend to be effective? 】

Weibo exploded.

The live broadcast room also exploded.

[So what the hell is looking at each other's phones! 】

[Is this how Weibo with the same chat history was created? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

【Yan Zen's words make me feel a bit like...】

【New materials available】

Of course He Yu knew what they were talking about, but he just turned a blind eye, and admired those netizens whose writing skills were better than the last.

When they thought it was just a joke, He Yu slapped the talisman on Yan Zeng's head.

He grabbed one at random, and he caught the "fixed" talisman that Yan Zen said.

Yan Zen: "..." I really can't move now.

He could barely speak, so he put on a smile and said to He Yu: "Quickly uncover it for me, I can't even move it."

Smiling, He Yu tiptoed to take off the talisman, and put the non-adhesive side on Yan Zen's hand.

Yan Zen folded them neatly and put them in her pocket.

The bullet screen was posting "Yan Zen is so pet", only the two of them knew that it was really impossible to move.

The moonlight passed through the haze and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the atmosphere between the two fell into a moment of silence, and they glanced at each other knowingly.

The live broadcast continued for a while, and to be honest, there was nothing special he wanted to do, so He Yu ran around with the camera.

[The sense of substitution is very strong, I have already lived in it]

[The sense of substitution is very strong, I have already married Yubao]

[The sense of substitution is very strong, I have already imagined the married life of Yu Bao and Yan Zen]

The first half of the sentence basically became a fixed sentence pattern, and He Yu watched everyone's various sentences with relish.

The camera accidentally turned to a corner, and He Yu's movements were stopped by netizens.

He Yu knew what they were concerned about, so he took it out and put it in a small corner... a ghost mask.

It was the one removed by He Yu in the haunted house variety show.

"The director gave it to me, um...I thought it was fun." He Yu fiddled with it a few times, and put it on Yan Zen's head.

"..." Maybe it was not set properly, Yan Zen's eyes were pitch black, and she took off the hood with great difficulty, and in a blink of an eye, she looked at He Yu, who had curved brows and eyes. The indoor lights were not very bright, but the moonlight outside Barely a sense of existence.

Some people are as good-looking as refined, and they are so clean that they don't touch a speck of dust.

It was almost the next day when the live broadcast was ready to end, and while leaning over to close the live broadcast, he asked Yan Zen: "It's so late, why don't you stay with me for a day."

He probably didn't expect this sentence to be heard clearly by the fans who hadn't left the live broadcast room.

It was even more unexpected that Yan Zen would actually agree.