I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 111 Selecting the Audience to Participate in the Filming
Mushroom House.

"You also said to let the fat boy do the work. If I had known about it last night, I wouldn't have frightened the fat boy."

Ye Qing pursed his lips slightly.

Once the fat boy wakes up, it's probably time for them to leave in the afternoon.

One less labor force is really a miscalculation.

"That's because he was timid. When I first went to ask him to eat, I patted him on the shoulder, and saw him roll himself into the bed, still shaking. If I spoke a second later than him, he would I'm afraid I'm going to call for help."

Liu Xiaoyi followed Qiao Shan's example with a smile and said:

"He turned around slowly when he heard my voice, only showing a pair of frightened eyes, and he relaxed after confirming that it was me."

Although the "Peach Blossom Spring" that the old man talked about made him feel a little nervous.

But it's not to the point where Qiao Shan is like a frightened bird.

"How can such a strong body have such courage, even my girl is inferior."

Ye Qing said with a little disgust in his eyes.

What he said in the comment area last night was not as exciting as what he said to these children this morning. Why is this fat boy so cowardly?

"It's no wonder that Old Qiao is timid. When you told us this morning, we were all equally horrified."

While talking, He Jiong put the tea he made for the old man on the table.

If the old man hadn't said that he was joking after he finished speaking, they might have been too scared to approach the old man.

Thinking of that sentence: The fisherman changed Taohuayuan to Taohuayuan Village.

He felt a little cold, and his spine was chilled.

"I didn't say anything, I just said that your bed is pressing on my home."

Ye Qing's eyes rolled slightly before he remembered the last sentence he said last night.

It seems that after saying this sentence, the fat boy immediately said that he was going to sleep, and the live broadcast room was closed when the lights were turned off.

He didn't think that the fat boy would be so scared, after all, the fat boy was quite bold during the chat.

So when it was time to go to sleep, he really thought that the fat boy was asleep. Who would have thought that the fat boy would wrap up in a quilt and run to his house at three or four o'clock.

"puff……"

When Peng Yuchang next to him heard Ye Qing's words, he spit out the mouthful of water he just drank before he could swallow it.

shit.

This is also called saying nothing.

If he was left alone in the mushroom house and heard such a sentence, he would have to run away.

The old man said this in the middle of the night, it was horrifying, it was good if he didn't scare people to death.

"Hurry up and wipe it."

Huang Lei drew two pieces of paper for Peng Yuchang, then turned to Ye Qing and said:

"It's good if you didn't scare him out of his soul. He was able to stay in the mushroom house until midnight before arriving at your place. It shows that Old Joe is quite courageous."

Who wouldn't be afraid to hear such a terrifying supernatural story?
Not to mention that after telling the supernatural story, he gave a sentence that could scare people to death.

What does it mean that your bed is pressing against my home.

Doesn't this mean that Qiao Shan was sleeping on the grave at that time?

This old man really has no one.

"I was just bluffing and scaring. I thought I would reveal my identity to tease him after I finished speaking. He was afraid and the live broadcast room was closed. What can I do?"

Ye Qing shrugged his shoulders.

He didn't think there was anything in that sentence.

Although he did have the intention of making fun of it on purpose, he thought about admitting it was a joke, but the fat boy himself missed the opportunity.

It can't depend on him, can it?

Seeing Ye Qing's innocent appearance in the live broadcast room, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Haha... If Qiao Shan heard the old man's words, he would die of anger."

"I can't even think of killing Qiao Shan. The old man wanted to admit that it was a joke last night, but in the end he coaxed him too quickly."

"Don't give the old man any chance to speak. Can you blame the old man?"

"Hey, so is the old man. He actually said that kind of thing in the middle of the night. When I heard that, I was almost scared to pee."

"The old man was really sluggish last night. At the beginning, he chatted with Qiao Shan about "Peach Blossom Spring", and then he slowly introduced Qiao Shan to the supernatural "Peach Blossom Spring".

"Haha... the old man is so playful, just like an old urchin, no wonder his face is not old as he grows older, and his childlike innocence is still there."

……

But the few people at the scene saw the old man's innocent appearance, so they didn't answer.

If it were someone else, they wouldn't be able to say a word, don't you have any points in your heart for what you did?

But how dare the old man and the others.

Especially now that I know that the old man is playful, and telling supernatural stories is terrifying.

If they want to sleep well, they should talk less, listen more, and do more.

"Old man, the director wants to ask your permission for something."

When everyone was silent, Huang Lei heard a sneeze and a cough from the edge of the fence, and he spoke.

This Wang Zhengyu's acting skills are really clumsy.

When he was cooking just now, Wang Zhengyu secretly found him and asked him to ask the old man for his opinion.

But this reminds him to help with the questioning, and don't remind him so deliberately, for fear that no one will hear the same.

"Are you a microphone again?"

Ye Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at Huang Lei and Wang Zhengyu.

He's not a fool, so he can't hear Xiao Wang's deliberation?
"Xiao Wang, just ask directly if you have anything to do, don't let Da Lei always ask."

"That's how it is. Yesterday you selected ten viewers to give away small pieces of jade, and the audience asked if they could take a one-day tour of Taohuayuan Village and film a day's program with you?"

Wang Zhengyu walked around the fence, scratched his head, and asked with a little shivering in his eyes.

After all, the old man said long ago that he likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed by too many people.

He also saw that the old man seemed to be able to accept some strangers during this time, so when he saw the proposals from the audience, he thought about it and wanted to ask the old man for his opinion.

"The Mushroom House is rented to you. Whether you can participate in the filming is not up to you as the director. You can figure it out yourself. Anyway, the scope is here."

Ye Qing looked at Wang Zhenyu a little speechless.

How does this make him look like a director now.

Every time there is something to ask for his consent, as long as you are in Mushroom House, isn't it the program team's business, why ask him.

"Understood, the audience knows your rules, and will never set foot in the place where you live, and we will not let people go there."

Wang Zhengyu nodded and returned to where he was standing just now.

In fact, even if the old man doesn't say anything, he will remind the lucky viewer when he announces the news of the draw.

After all, the old man has too many treasures, all of which are cultural relics. If something goes wrong and he sells him, he can't afford to pay the compensation, nor can he bear the responsibility of destroying the cultural relics.

(End of this chapter)