The ancestors brought black and red juniors to become popular in variety shows

Hearing Liang Qi's slightly serious voice, Ning Fan stopped and looked back at him.

"what happened?"

Liang Qi's voice was a little hesitant, "Everyone seems to be looking for you, and they all sent me private messages."

Hearing this, Ning Yizhou also opened Weibo and said in surprise: "Me too, many people privately message me to let you watch Weibo!"

"Where did they make trouble again? Could it be that they discovered something the same as during the day?"

As he spoke, his face darkened again, "What do these people call me!"

Although he was reluctant, he turned the phone over and placed it in front of Ning Fan.

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the text on the phone.

[Erha Erha, are you with Sister Fan? 】

[Erha Erha, tell Sister Fan to look at Weibo! 】

[Two ha! !Let Sister Fan read the private message! ! ! 】

Many private messages in a row started with 'erha Erha', which made Ning Fan burst out laughing.

"It's a good title for you, how cute."

Ning Yizhou wanted to say something, but when he thought of his ancestor praising him for being cute, he snorted a little arrogantly.

Suddenly, I felt that this title was not so unacceptable.

Ning Fan took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, and saw 999+ Aite and private messages.

She roughly glanced at the contents of the private message, and then clicked into Chaohua.

——Sister Fan, start the live broadcast quickly, we also want to see what the antique black market looks like!

——Sister Qiufan started a live broadcast!We also want to explore with Sister Fan!
— Has anyone contacted Sister Fan!Woooooo, it won't be too late!
Although the fans called Ning Fan to start the live broadcast in Chaohua, they were still seen by some marketing accounts, and the screenshots were sent out, attracting many ordinary netizens who wanted to watch the fun.

——Why do you call Ning Fan to start the live broadcast?Shouldn't she still be in variety shows now?

——It seems that Ning Fan ran out to play by himself, and the fans shouted to watch it together, hahaha sounds quite interesting!

——Seeing how excited the fans are, I also want to see where Ning Fan has gone!

——It seems to be some kind of antique black market, it sounds very interesting, I want to squat live!
Ning Fan couldn't help but laugh, he didn't expect everyone to be so smart that they guessed that she was going to the antique black market.

Ning Yizhou and Liang Qi at the side also understood the whole story.

"What are you going to do?"

Ning Fan blinked, "The big cameraman didn't follow, how can we start a live broadcast here?"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, Weibo can start a live broadcast." Ning Yizhou replied subconsciously, and felt wrong after speaking, "No, you really want to start it?"

Ning Fan tilted his head with a smile, "Everyone wants to see it so much, of course we can't let them down."

Seeing her appearance, Ning Yizhou muttered with some displeasure, "I never see you being so responsive to my requests."

Ning Fan ignored him, just handed over the phone, "How to start the live broadcast?"

Although Ning Yizhou was not very happy, he still took the phone and started to operate it.

At this time, netizens are still discussing whether anyone has contacted Ning Fan in Chaohua.

——Erha and Xiaoliang have already private messaged, but they haven't replied, and Sister Fan's side is also, maybe they haven't seen it yet.

——Half an hour has passed, I feel that Sister Fan must have arrived, ahhh, are you going to miss the adventure of the antique black market!
——No, no, I also want to see what the antique black market is like!
While netizens were discussing, one item suddenly caught everyone's attention.

——Damn it! !Sister Fan started the live broadcast! !

After this Weibo was posted, it rushed to the forefront of Chaohua.

--ah?Really open?Where? ?

——On Weibo!Go see it!It seems to have just opened!I rushed!
Speaking of which, everyone rushed into Ning Fan's live broadcast room, but when they first entered, they didn't see Ning Fan, but Ning Yizhou's big face.

Ning Yizhou frowned, "Should it be open already?"

Although he knew that Weibo could enable live broadcasts, he had never done so. This was the first time he had studied this function.

Liang Qi also came over and appeared in the camera, "It's on, I started talking without watching the barrage!"

Only then did Ning Yizhou notice that the barrage had been brushed up, and when he took a closer look, his face darkened instantly.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the live broadcast is finally live! ! 】

[Why Erha? 】

[I don't want to see Erha, I want to see Sister Fan! 】

[Sister Fan!I don't want to see Erha! 】

Ning Yizhou rolled his eyes, and handed the phone to Ning Fan, "The live broadcast is already on, everyone is looking for you, come quickly!"

Ning Fanjie took the phone and looked curiously at the live broadcast page on the screen of the phone, as well as the fast scrolling barrage.

The speed of the barrage was so fast that it was swiped away without even being able to see what was said.

All these made her very novel. Although she is used to live broadcasting with the camera on her, it is the first time to use this perspective to broadcast live, and she can also see real-time interactive feedback from everyone.

Ning Fan swiped upwards, looking at the words on the barrage.

She didn't know that at this time, her face was all in front of the camera, as if she was kissing all the netizens.

This angle allows her every eyelash and every pore to be seen clearly.

[Sister Fan is still eye-catching!Such a face-to-face lens is even more beautiful! !Even if Sister Fan didn't say a word, I could watch it all night! 】

[Help, Sister Fan's distance makes my nose itch, it must be nosebleed! 】

[Wuuuuu, Sister Fan's skin is so fair and delicate, and her eyelashes are so thick and curled! 】

[Since Sister Fan started the live broadcast, does it prove that she saw the private message? 】

[Sure!The responsive Fanjie is really a fan! 】

[Looking at Sister Fan's background, it seems a bit remote and empty, is it already in the antique black market?But why is it so quiet? Shouldn’t such places be very noisy? 】

[But why doesn't Sister Fan speak?Don't you have wheat? 】

Seeing this barrage, Ning Fan said, "Good evening everyone, I saw the private message."

Hearing her words, the bullet screens swiped faster. This time Ning Fan really couldn't see a single line clearly, so he had to rely on his memory to reply to the bullet screen just now.

"I've also seen Xiao Ning and Xiao Liang's private messages. Since you want to read it so much, of course I will be satisfied."

"I'm really going to the antique black market, but I haven't arrived yet, and you came just in time."

She said that she wanted to show everyone where she was, but found that the live broadcast was stuck.

Ning Fan blinked, and poked Ning Yizhou next to him, "Why is it stuck?"

Ning Yi Zhoutan first looked at his mobile phone, "The signal is pretty good."

After speaking, he looked at Ning Fan's phone again, only to notice that there were already millions of people in the live broadcast room.

His eyes widened suddenly, as expected of an old ancestor!

There are so many people in such a short period of time!
Looking at Ning Fan's curious expression, he pointed to the number of people online on the screen, "There are too many people, Weibo's server can't handle it anymore, just wait a while."

Ning Fan blinked and glanced at the current number of people in the live broadcast room, but he had no idea about it.
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While the guests were having dinner, Director Song took the staff to have dinner as well, and then went back to the room to sort out the data of the past two days.

Suddenly, a staff member yelled, "Damn!"

Director Song was taken aback by him, thinking that there was something wrong with the data, "What's wrong?"

The staff quickly calmed down, "Ning Fan seems to have left the hotel, and started a live broadcast alone."

Director Song didn't react when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he almost jumped up when he heard the second half.

"A separate live broadcast?! On Weibo?"

He picked up his phone and noticed the number of people in Ning Fan's live broadcast room at first glance, and his eyes went dark.

"Unexpectedly, there are more people than the live broadcast room of the variety show!!"

Director Song gritted his teeth, "So what did she do?"

The staff at the side looked at Song Dao as if he was about to eat people, and his voice was much lower, "It seems to be going to some black market for antiques. I just read the barrage and said."

Director Song frowned, "Antique black market?"

Another staff member explained: "It's a unique place here. It's a place for reselling antiques. There are many sellers and buyers."

"And I heard that the water is very deep and chaotic. There are everyone, so it can be regarded as a gray area."

Hearing this explanation, Director Song calmed down instead.

He originally wanted to let Ning Fan return to the variety show's live broadcast room to live broadcast, so that these traffic could become variety shows, but now...

He fell silent, whether it was the first episode or these few days, Ning Fan had already caused enough trouble.

With Ning Fan's personality, it's definitely not that simple.

The program team is still not involved in tonight's event.

On the other side, Ning Fan's live broadcast room finally returned to normal.

This is her first live broadcast alone, and she is not used to it, but she still actively interacts with the netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Just now the driver said that the antique market is deep in the alley. I haven't walked there yet. He said that the antique market is a strange building, but he didn't say how strange it is."

Ning Fan walked forward while chatting with netizens in the live broadcast room.

Netizens in the live broadcast room also answered Ning Fan's words on the barrage.

[Why does this driver seem unreliable? It's a strange building. Why don't you mention the specific characteristics? 】

[Yeah, and it's not delivered to the door, is it scary there?Does anyone know about this antique market? 】

[Although I am not from City F, I am just next door. I have heard about the antique market. Although everyone can come here, many adults say that serious people do not come here, and it is very chaotic. I heard that before More terrible things have happened. 】

[I've heard that too. It seems that some people say that many rich people rely on auctioning antiques here to wash them! 】

While walking forward, Ning Fan watched the rolling barrage.

She naturally saw what they said, but there was no surprise.

Since it's called a black market, it must be a dark place, but it's interesting because of this, otherwise she wouldn't bother to take a look.

Ning Yizhou, who was walking beside Ning Fan, noticed a stone in front of her, while Ning Fan was concentrating on looking at the phone, but didn't notice it at all.

He just wanted to raise his hand to help, but found that Ning Fan collapsed without hindrance, as if he had seen it long ago.

Ning Yizhou's hand froze for a few seconds in mid-air, and he shook it awkwardly.

"Good guy, you can see this."

Ning Fan seemed to hear his complaint, and suddenly turned around and smiled at him.

"Thanks."

Ning Yizhou's embarrassing expression instantly turned awkward, he turned his head and muttered softly, "I didn't help you, thank you."

But Ning Fan had already turned his head and continued chatting with the netizens in the live broadcast room, so he didn't notice his words.

Walking along the dark alley, I found that the originally narrow road gradually became wider, and a small three-story building suddenly appeared in the seemingly barren place.

The moment they saw the small building in front of them, they finally understood what the driver said just now.

Very strange indeed.

It's more desolate than strange, though.

The three-story building in front of me looked like an unfinished building, the walls were cracked and peeled off, revealing the color of the walls themselves.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, it looks a little tilted, as if it is about to collapse at any time, it's hard to imagine that there is a black market for antiques obtained by famous people.

Ning Yizhou stopped, looked up at the dilapidated building, his eyes were full of suspicion.

"Is it really here? We won't really be cheated by the driver, right?"

This time even Liang Qi couldn't help but start to doubt, "Uh, hate is hard to judge."

"And if it's such a famous place, why is there no one around?"

Netizens in the live broadcast room also saw this so-called strange building.

[It looks...it's really strange, even if it's a gray area, it must look good, it seems that this place is about to collapse. 】

[Perhaps it has to be inconspicuous?But this is not inconspicuous anymore, it feels like it will be demolished tomorrow. 】

【And we're so close, I can't hear a sound at all, it feels like it should be very noisy! 】

[Besides, isn't it about money laundering?Why is there not a single luxury car at the door? It can't be that the bosses all come here on shared bicycles! 】

Ning Fan didn't speak, but looked at the building in front of him that didn't look like an antique market.

After looking at it for a while, her eyes fell on the black locomotive parked at the door.

The black locomotive is parked by the wall, its smooth body looks like a lazy black panther in the dark, almost blending into the night.

Not only Ning Fan, but even Ning Yizhou also noticed this somewhat out of place motorcycle.

His brows furrowed instantly, feeling that the locomotive looked familiar these two days, but he quickly rejected it when he thought of a certain possibility.

Probably just the same style, after all, no matter what, that person can't appear here.

While the two were silent, Ning Fan suddenly raised his foot and walked over.

Ning Yizhou quickly regained his senses, "Ancestor, you really want to go in? What if there is a trap inside?"

Ning Fan looked at him with a half-smile, "Of course you have to go in and have a look, but if it's a trap..."

She raised her hand and pushed open the iron door.

The door made a heavy creaking sound, mixed with Ning Fan's cold voice.

"Then I'll take it all in one pot."

The corners of Ning Yizhou's mouth twitched, suddenly thinking of the matter that the old ancestor took the gang of human traffickers by himself.

That's right, it's better to worry about those people than to worry about the ancestors in the tone.

As the iron door opened little by little, there was a slightly noisy sound from the crack of the door.

When the door was completely opened, Ning Yizhou, Liang Qi and the netizens in the live broadcast room were all stunned.

It's not as desolate and terrifying inside as they imagined, it's obviously very lively, as if it's two worlds from the outside.

There are street stalls one after another on the ground, and those things that look like they can be sold in antique shops are scattered randomly on the ground.

And there were a lot of guests, but most of them were middle-aged men, and there were very few young girls like Ning Fan.

Their appearance did not attract everyone's attention.

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she raised her mobile phone to look around the field.

"Wow! Come with me to see what's good!"