Chapter 39: Rainy Wild Temple (1)
Annanyuan rarely posts private information on his social media accounts, and almost all of his posts are promotional for business purposes.
Even for his old fans who had been following An Nanyuan since he was a trainee, it was the first time he saw him publicly declare who his idol was. His words were concise and to the point, and he did not hide his strong admiration for Yan Shixun at all.
For a moment, fans who saw this post were stunned.
However, although they were puzzled as to why An Nanyuan did this, they still followed the popularity voting link given by An Nanyuan and went to the popularity voting address of this variety show.
After all, this is my brother’s idol!
And after seeing the news, fans immediately searched who Yan Shixun was.
Then, many fans who had not watched this show were surprised to find that Yan Shixun was not the senior in the entertainment industry as they thought, but an amateur!
Many fans immediately realized that this could not be Annan’s business move, but rather his true feelings from a personal perspective.
After all, on one side is a top idol with 50 million fans, and on the other side is an unknown person before this show. No matter whether it is An Nanyuan's company or anything else, it is impossible to use a top idol to promote an amateur, right?
And judging from the live broadcast recording of the show they found, if it weren't for this amateur named Yan Shixun, An Nanyuan and other people in the program crew would have at least ended up seriously injured.
It was rare for their brother to be so emotional and ask them to do something based on their personal relationship. The other party was the benefactor who saved their brother, so of course they couldn't refuse! How could they bear to do that?
My idol’s idol is my idol! Go!
So a large number of fans flocked to the voting link, subscribed to the program’s live broadcast channel to obtain voting qualifications, and then voted for Yan Shixun without hesitation.
Many fans are also curious about what kind of person Yan Shixun is that would make their favorite brother publicly declare that he is his idol. So while subscribing to the main live screen of the program, they also subscribed to Yan Shixun's split screen, which is currently in a black screen state, and plan to take a good look at Yan Shixun in the next program.
All of a sudden, the number of subscriptions to this program increased rapidly, and Yan Shixun's ranking in the popularity vote began to slowly narrow the gap between the last place and the second-to-last place, and it was still increasing rapidly. Every refresh would increase the number of votes by a large number, almost making people wonder if they were dazzled and counted the wrong number of digits.
Finally, Yan Shixun's name moved beyond the second-to-last place.
Oats: “???”
"!!!"
"What happened? Brother Yan was still in the elimination position a second ago. I was so anxious that I wanted to grab everyone's mobile phone in my family to vote. The next second, Brother Yan surpassed? "
"Me too! I was stunned. In just a split second, Brother Yan's popularity suddenly increased by several digits! You should know that Brother Yan doesn't have a social account. He was millions behind others from the very beginning. His split-screen live broadcast was rarely turned on, and almost all the traffic was diverted to Annan's original split-screen. He couldn't even hit the highest number of real-time viewers in history. With such a pincer attack, it was very difficult for Brother Yan to move up one digit in popularity, and there was even less hope of surpassing the second-to-last person. I was desperate analyzing the data here, but I didn't expect it!"
"Those of you who are still on video platforms or in groups, go check out An Nanyuan's social accounts and see his latest updates! This is the reason! The kid can't even talk anymore, what does it mean to be presentable (tactical retreat...jpg)."
"What did I see! Holy shit, Brother Yan is awesome!"
"I never expected that the real owner would be the most ruthless in soliciting votes. Even a top idol with 50 million fans came to help Brother Yan to solicit votes."
"Ah? Brother is also oatmeal? Double kitchen ecstasy!"
"Oh my god, oh my god!! Sisters, hurry up and check the voting link! 50 million fans, that's terrifying, Brother Yan's vote count has instantly gone up!"
"I've seen it. Woohoo, that's great. I finally don't have to worry about Brother Yan being eliminated. Thank you, An Nanyuan! I declare that from today on, I am also a fan of An Nanyuan. Thank him for helping me keep Brother Yan."
"Hiss - is this the power of the top stars? My brother Yan doesn't even have a social media account, and the fighting power next door is ridiculously strong. Oats, who is chasing stars for the first time, is already confused."
"So, Brother Yan had actually calculated this result long ago? The top idol An Nanyuan was originally a fan of my Brother Yan..."
"That's not the case. You see, Brother Yan never showed any interest in the entertainment industry during the entire live show. Otherwise, we wouldn't be so anxious, fearing that he would really be eliminated and we wouldn't be able to find him in the future."
"I think Brother Yan is a very skilled and courageous person. He thought that his elimination was a foregone conclusion, so he didn't calculate it. Otherwise, our plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly. To be honest, I'm still very nervous and I don't dare to relax until the last moment."
"I think the analysis of the sister above is correct. Maybe Brother Yan is still thinking about going home after being eliminated and never thought that he would be kept."
"If Brother Yan knew about this, he would be very angry, right? Hahaha! Whenever I think about how Brother Yan looks when he's angry and frowns, I get so excited! Brother Yan is so handsome when he's angry! It's so amazing, so amazing. I've never seen anyone so handsome when he's angry. I really want to make him angry every day!"
"Pfft, you in front of me, hurry up and wipe your saliva, it's about to drip onto me. But it's true that Brother Yan is even more handsome when he's angry than usual, and he's dancing like crazy according to my aesthetic standards."
"Hehehe, I really want to see with my own eyes what kind of expression Brother Yan has when he knows that he can't be eliminated. Since Brother Yan's votes are already secured, I won't wait any longer. I'll go to the next video platform to watch the live broadcast of the show. I hope the director can hear our voices and put Brother Yan in front of the camera. I'm leaving with great satisfaction~"
First, Annanyuan’s fans were confused, and then the Oats fans were confused.
Then the two groups of people fell into excitement one after another, and Yan Shixun's name was constantly mentioned by them.
On social media platforms tonight, emojis with faces full of question marks are floating everywhere.
On the real-time popularity list, tags such as #安南原的我是我是# and #谁是燕世洵# also quickly appeared and climbed, arousing the curiosity of many passers-by.
With An Nanyuan's 50 million fans as a supporter, the traffic and discussion it brought was terrifying. It was more like a carnival night for An Nanyuan fans to build a collective team.
A large amount of traffic poured into the video platform, and the jump links that Annan originally placed below the dynamics were almost overwhelmed.
It was because the official video platform had been paying attention to the unstoppable dark horse "Heart-Stirring Travel Around the World for 99 Days" that they discovered the pressure brought by too many people at the first time, and quickly dealt with it. They assigned special people to monitor the live broadcast room of the program and provide technical support, so that the live broadcast room with the surge in the number of people did not collapse.
Then, it was Zhang Wubing's turn to be confused as he was staring at the background data.
"Um???"
Zhang Wubing looked at the real-time background data on the tablet and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking that he was dazzled and had counted the wrong digits.
Not only did the number of real-time viewers and subscribers of the live broadcast of the program skyrocket, but even in the popularity voting link, the number of votes for Yan Shixun was rapidly doubling, and his ranking quickly climbed up from the last place, surpassing the guests in front of him one by one.
Zhang Wubing blinked in disbelief, almost thinking that there was something wrong with his background data.
Just when he was wondering, he casually looked up and saw the barrage of comments on the live broadcast main screen in front of him, which was almost invisible on the screen, and the real-time number of viewers was almost comparable to that of the top variety shows.
Zhang Wubing was stunned.
"Hey, what's going on?" He raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at the screen, carefully reminding: "Hi? Did you go to the wrong channel? This is the live broadcast of the popularity vote for the travel variety show 'Heart-beating Around the World 99 Days'. If you want to go to the 'Champion Battle' or something like that, it's next door."
The audience who had originally flocked in were somewhat disappointed when they saw that the person sitting in front of the live broadcast was not An Nanyuan or Yan Shixun, but an unfamiliar young man.
But at this moment, they were amused by Zhang Wubing's cautious and silly look.
[Is this the director of the show? He looks so young and a little silly. I thought he would be middle-aged with long beard and hair.]
[Pfft, director, don't worry, we're not in the wrong place, isn't this "Heart-beating Tour for 99 Days"? We are here to get excited.]
[I came here because of my brother's updates, so who is Yan Shixun? I've never heard of him before, but when I saw the recording of the show, he looked like a ghost catcher. I'm so confused, why would my brother say that a ghost catcher is his idol?]
[Haha, is Brother Yan catching ghosts? He is catching my heart! Brother Yan is also my idol, and I think that even if someone else were put in that kind of environment and could survive, they would still recognize Brother Yan as their idol. The hormones overflowing the screen are so cool! I love it!]
[Me too! I originally saw Brother Yan through my brother’s split screen. After watching his previous show, I have become his fan. Here comes Yan! (Proud and proud.jpg)]
[Director, Brother Yan will not be eliminated now, right? Brother Yan is no longer ranked last.]
[Report! Brother Yan’s overall popularity index is now ranked fifth!]
[Oh my god, I’m so angry. If Brother Yan didn’t have a social media account, his number of fans and the highest number of real-time viewers on split screen would be lower. Judging from the current vote, Brother Yan should be number one.]
[It doesn’t matter! We can’t get first place this time, but next time we will work together and make sure to get Brother Yan first! Maybe Brother Yan won’t be willing to beat us up for the first place… Well, Brother Yan looks handsome when he gets angry, but he’s also really scary. Even ghosts can be scared away, let alone me.]
[He is a good cook and loves to play.]
[Although the director looks okay, I don’t want to look at him! Where’s my brother Yan? Let my brother Yan appear on camera. I want to see his expression when he’s angry. Slurp~]
[Yes, yes, yes, it would be best if the director could interview Brother Yan and ask him how he felt about not being eliminated at the end, haha!]
[What kind of devil are you? How dare you let the poor director ask such a question? Aren’t you really afraid that the director will be beaten to death by Brother Yan? Well, actually, I want to know too, hahaha.]
[Light a candle for the director, then for An Nanyuan. I hope that when Brother Yan comes to his senses and finds out what An Nanyuan did, he won’t beat him up…May the good people live in peace!]
Whether it is a video platform or a social platform, the channels and tags related to this program are all immersed in a sea of joy, with fans and passers-by constantly joining in, and getting excited about the fact that Yan Shixun was not successfully eliminated at the end.
An Nanyuan looked at the voting results that he had promoted and nodded with satisfaction.
Then, he looked at the comment asking whether An Nanyuan would be beaten to death by Yan Shixun, and couldn't help but shudder.
However, I am still very happy to continue traveling with Brother Yan. It is worth it even if I get beaten.
Annanyuan thought happily.
——Tonight, Yan Shixun, who didn’t know about this yet, was probably the only one who was not happy about it.
Zhang Wubing tried hard to keep up with the speed of the barrage of comments. It took him a long time to sort out the whole story from the rapidly refreshing comments.
He looked at the post originally posted by Annan and Yan Shixun's rising ranking in the popularity voting rankings, and smiled with joy until his eyes narrowed and could not be seen.
Now that the program has such a high number of subscriptions, it is already considered to be at the level of a well-known second-tier variety show, and his directorial career is on the right track.
The most important thing is that Brother Yan will not be eliminated, haha!
Zhang Wubing was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
To be honest, when he first asked Yan Shixun to come, besides wanting Yan Shixun to help fill in the position temporarily, he also wanted Yan Shixun to join the show.
After all, since he met Yan Shixun in college, he has never really left Yan Shixun's protection.
He has been staying in Binhai City. Even if he really encounters evil spirits or something happens, he can immediately find Yan Shixun to exorcise ghosts and suppress evil spirits to save his life.
But this show is different.
The itinerary planning of the travel program is to visit some less well-known second- and third-tier tourist attractions in the country, creating a comfortable and relaxing atmosphere for the audience.
But this means that Zhang Wubing must leave Binhai City for a long time.
With his unlucky physique that attracts ghosts, if he really encounters something during the journey and is far away from Binhai City and cannot find his brother Yan in time, he feels that he may really be in trouble.
but!
It would be different if his brother Yan could be on the show. For him, this would be a reassurance and he would instantly stop panicking.
Zhang Wubing didn't feel happy for long because he suddenly felt guilty after seeing a comment in the barrage asking him to find Yan Shixun to leave the country.
Brother Yan wouldn't be angry, right? After all, Brother Yan had planned from the very beginning to be eliminated last after the first trip.
Although he was not eliminated last and could not leave, it also met the terms of his request to his brother Yan: "until he was eliminated last and left the show", the cause and effect has not yet ended. But...
Zhang Wubing suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if Yan Shixun was staring at him from behind.
He shrank his neck, gritted his teeth, and stretched out his little legs to test him like a coward and playful person, and said weakly to the live broadcast host: "Look at Yan Shixun... I'll try my best. I'll go see how he feels later and act accordingly."
Suddenly, many “hahahaha” comments flashed across the screen.
[Come on, director. I will pray for you.]
[Why don’t we go later? I’m still a little worried. After all, Brother Yan is too powerful. If he really wants to use some mysterious methods like Qimen Dunjia fortune-telling to do something about the result… I dare not relax until the last minute. Doesn’t the voting end at 12 o’clock? Then let’s go at one minute after 12 o’clock, so that Brother Yan can’t change the result.]
[That’s really serious, Oats, but what he said does make sense, after all, he’s Brother Yan…]
[Second! Besides, it’s past 12 o’clock, most people are asleep. If the director goes there at this time, maybe he can see Brother Yan sleeping. Hehehe.]
[I hope I can see the director alive tomorrow.]
Zhang Wubing choked and trembled at the comments, so he nodded timidly and agreed to the audience's suggestion.
"Okay, let's wait until 12 o'clock. Brother Yan is still in his room upstairs and should be asleep. Let's talk about the show. Is there anything you want to ask? Where do you want to go next, or which celebrity do you want to be a guest?"
The barrage of comments stopped for a moment, then he rubbed his hands together as if in ecstasy, and scrolled even more frantically.
[Director, do you also call Brother Yan "Brother Yan"? Why? Have you ever been saved by Brother Yan?]
[Did the director know Brother Yan before? I saw someone say that Brother Yan came to be a guest because he knew you. Is that true? What job did Brother Yan do before?]
[Is he invited because he knows the director? Thank you, director, for letting us see Brother Yan. May the director be a good man and live a peaceful life! ]
Zhang Wubing: "? I wanted to talk about something related to the show, why are you all asking about Brother Yan?"
The audience was confident: [Brother Yan is related to the show!]
[Yes, I followed the show just to see Brother Yan.]
[Brother Yan is the soul of the show, no objections will be accepted!]
Seeing that the audience liked Yan Shixun so much, Zhang Wubing was quite happy and showed a proud expression, as if he shared the honor.
"That's right, my brother Yan is so awesome!"
…
While Zhang Wubing was excitedly chatting and interacting with the audience on the live broadcast main screen, Yan Shixun, the person at the center of the topic, knew nothing about it.
According to past logic, with such a large number of people chanting Yan Shixun's name at the same time, Yan Shixun, as a person whose innate spirituality has been preserved to the greatest extent, would have a strong sense of it, and would have become confused as a result, and would then have figured out the truth of the matter.
——Although the oats’ worries were just guesses, they turned out to be correct.
If Yan Shixun was awake at this time, he would definitely find a way to destroy this result.
Unfortunately, at this time, Yan Shixun was in his room at Guishan Villa Hotel, half leaning on the sofa and fell asleep.
But he didn't seem to be sleeping well, his brows were furrowed.
Yan Shixun's slender body was lying across the sofa and the armrests, pressing on his chest, and it didn't look like he was ready to sleep.
Instead, it was as if he was completely unprepared and suddenly fell asleep while sitting on the sofa.
Yan Shixun felt as if he was in an extremely cold place.
This kind of cold is not the common cold in the world, or the cold brought by winter, ice cellars, etc.
The cold had no interest in freezing people's bodies, and Yan Shixun's actions were not hindered in any way.
Instead, the soul——
This coldness seemed to penetrate directly into the human soul and seven spirits along with the spiritual feeling, scanning the human soul and sins and blessings, and checking the good and evil deeds in the human's past life.
Yan Shixun suddenly realized that this was the same process and feeling as when a person dies and is taken by the underworld officials to the King of Hell’s Palace to be examined for good and evil deeds and to be reincarnated.
Is he dead?
Yan Shixun frowned, but did not panic.
In a dark vision, he slowly closed his eyes and silently recited a curse in his heart, trying to make his soul leave his body and go to the underworld.
However, the expected effect did not appear, and both Lihun and Xiayin failed.
Yan Shixun was extremely confident in his abilities, and he did not think that his failure was caused by his lack of abilities.
There is only one explanation -
His current state is that his soul has already left his body and he is in the underworld.
After confirming his current situation, Yan Shixun did not open his eyes again, but relied on his own perception and walked forward steadily step by step.
When a living soul whose life span has not yet ended enters the underworld, it is best not to open its eyes. This is to prevent the ghosts surrounding it from discovering that it is a living person descending to the underworld and damaging its yang energy, and also to prevent being discovered by the ghost messengers.
Although he confirmed that he was no longer in the world of the living, he had not yet confirmed which underworld he was in.
Because the country's historical roots are long and profound, over thousands of years, due to the changes of dynasties in power and changes in beliefs, there are many different legends and schools about the underworld.
The underworld has also become a unified term, which includes not only the often-mentioned Hades, but also Fengdu Ghost City, Dongyue Hades, and so on.
Ghosts and gods depend on human life, and the thoughts of living people will greatly affect the strength of the power of various ghosts and gods. Therefore, in different dynasties, the specific underworld that exercises power refers to different people.
As is often said in modern times, it refers to the King of Hell in the underworld, while the Fengdu Ghost City has not been mentioned for a long time and has entered a period of decline.
Yan Shixun originally thought that he had entered the underworld he had dealt with before. However, he did not expect that the surrounding scenes he sensed as he walked were not the underworld.
It is more like Fengdu, which has not been seen or entered by Taoist priests or sorcerers for many years.
This unexpected incident made Yan Shixun's heart drop suddenly, but his alert was raised to the highest level.
But Yan Shixun soon discovered that he existed here like air, and no one noticed his presence. Those hideous-looking ghosts and evil spirits walked past him as if they saw nothing.
A powerful force suddenly came from the front, accompanied by a sound that Yan Shixun found familiar.
He frowned and held his breath, approaching cautiously but boldly.
Fengdu is the place where ghosts gather and judge the dead souls.
On the ten-foot-high platform, the eaves of the palace were raised high, pointing directly to the dark clouds and the darkness without any light.
From there, came the surprised voice of the female ghost Xishuang.
"Nurse!"
Yan Shixun, who had dodged all the ghost messengers and concealed his figure with the help of the towering palace gate, paused in surprise when he heard Xi Shuang's voice.
Suddenly, a breath of soul leaked out.
In the gloomy Yama Palace, a pair of sharp and calm eyes opened from the inky darkness, and looked indifferently and ruthlessly in the direction where Yan Shixun was hiding outside the palace.
But the other people in the hall did not notice the accident here and were still minding their own business.
Yan Shixun saw Xi Shuang, wearing a pure white rose cheongsam, standing in the center of the hall. He looked to the side in surprise and joy, and ran over with open arms and threw himself into the man's arms.
It was the wet nurse with a gentle and kind smile.
She hugged Xi Shuang in her arms, and lovingly stretched out her skinny hands to stroke Xi Shuang's delicately tied hair.
Xi Shuang asked in surprise and tears: "Nanny, didn't Mr. Yan say that you have been reincarnated? Why are you still here? I thought, I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect to meet you here again, it's great."
The nurse looked lovingly at the child in her arms whom she regarded as her own, and said with a smile: "Because I am worried about you. I am afraid that you are too stubborn and Mr. Yan cannot send you here. I am also afraid that you will be afraid of the dark when Mr. Yan sends you here. So I am waiting for you here. Only when I see that everything is fine with you, can I feel at ease to reincarnate."
Xi Shuang hugged her wet nurse and cried, choking with sobs, not knowing where to begin to express her guilt and longing for her.
Xishuang's louder call and the warm scene of the mother-daughter reunion caused dissatisfaction among the people in charge in the hall.
"There is no room for noise in the hall."
A majestic and cold voice sounded: "The evil ghost Xi Shuang killed more than seventy three people a hundred years ago. Do you recognize it?"
"According to Fengdu's rules and regulations, if someone kills someone, the evil spirit should be sent to..."
"I don't think he should be sent to be punished." Another deep and attractive male voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the majestic voice.
The person in charge did not refute or get angry at being interrupted, but fell silent, as if ready to listen to the man's voice.
"Although evil spirits kill people, people also kill evil spirits in their previous lives, leaving the wronged souls with nowhere to turn for help. They have no choice but to transform into evil spirits to avenge themselves."
The voice said: "This is something I approve of. And."
The owner of the voice seemed to smile briefly before saying, "I agreed to Xi Shuang Luo becoming a ghost. The power comes from me."
The person in charge fell into a long silence.
Then, the person in charge let out a long sigh, as if he was helpless, or sighing as if he could not resist, and threw the token down from above.
The ebony token fell to the ground and the trial took effect.
"Evil ghost Xishuang killed people, but the cause and effect can be offset. Punished, reincarnated in 30 years."
Xi Shuang originally thought that she would be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell and be punished like in those stories she had heard when she was still alive, but she didn't expect that after that voice intervened, she would be able to reincarnate!
Suddenly, she cried and laughed in surprise, bowed upwards, and also bowed deeply towards the darkness in the distance where the sound came from.
"Thank you, thank you..."
Yan Shixun watched everything that was happening in front of him. Although his eyebrows moved slightly for Xi Shuang to have such a result and he was happy for Xi Shuang, he also frowned and looked at the darkness.
What is there...
As soon as Yan Shixun looked over, he was discovered by the darkness, and his sharp eyes swept in the direction of Yan Shixun sharply and sternly.
Yan Shixun's heart skipped a beat, but he reacted quickly. He formed seals with his slender fingers and forced himself to call back his soul.
The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up alertly and made a seal with his hands.
But the surroundings were no longer dark, but the familiar and warm layout of the hotel room.
Yan Shixun looked around vigilantly, and after a while he confirmed that he had indeed left Fengdu and returned to the world of the living.
On the sofa, the pillows and thin blanket were still in the same state as before he fell asleep, and there was a cup of half-cooled warm water on the table.
Everything was the same as before he fell asleep.
But why did he fall asleep inexplicably? And he didn't even know it, and then he went to Fengdu inexplicably, and saw the end of the evil ghost Xishuang with his own eyes?
Yan Shixun glanced at his watch and it was just past 12 o'clock.
This time belongs to ghosts and gods. Living people cannot make divinations. They cannot make divinations at this time to understand the specific reasons and situations.
Just as Yan Shixun was lost in thought, there was a knock on his door.
He was inexplicably cautious, as if he was afraid of being rushed out of the room and beaten up.
Yan Shixun's eyes sharpened, and with the heavy aura that had not yet completely emerged from his alert state, he immediately rushed straight to the door.
He strode over, opened the door, and looked over with sharp eyes.
Outside the door, Zhang Wubing, who was still in the knocking position and had not had time to retract his hand, rushed towards Yan Shixun with the live broadcast equipment in his other hand.
“Yan…”
Zhang Wubing just forced a smile and wanted to call him Brother Yan, but he was frightened on the spot by Yan Shixun's sharp gaze.
Also frightened were the audience squatting in front of the camera.
A moment ago, they were still happily discussing what kind of expression Yan Shixun would have if he knew that he had not been eliminated at the end but stayed.
The next moment, when they looked up and were about to say "Hahaha", they were caught off guard by a pair of eyes as sharp as knives.
He immediately took a breath, his smile disappeared, his scalp tingled, and his soul instinctively wanted to escape.
The originally lively barrage of comments suddenly became quiet.
Unlike the audience watching through the camera, Zhang Wubing faced all the heavy oppression and amazing momentum brought by Yan Shixun, like a prey targeted by a top hunter, unable to escape.
Zhang Wubing was so frightened that he took several steps back, bumped into the railing behind him, and stumbled and fell.
"Yan, Brother Yan." Zhang Wubing cried out tremblingly, "It's me, I'm Xiaobing."
After his eyes got used to the light suddenly shining in from outside the door, Yan Shixun slowly saw clearly that the person sitting in front of him, huddled up in a ball and crying, was indeed Zhang Wubing.
His tense muscles slowly relaxed.
"Is it you?"
Yan Shixun's amazing aura slowly subsided, and he snorted coldly and asked him, "It's already 12 o'clock, why are you here instead of sleeping?"
Zhang Wubing: ...
Now I just want to run and dare not speak at all.
But under the urging of Yan Shixun's oppressive eyes, Zhang Wubing, who was unable to escape, could only muster up the courage and open his mouth tremblingly.
"I, I came to tell Brother Yan..."
Zhang Wubing hiccupped a little and said in front of the live camera without any image: "Brother Yan, you ranked third in the popularity vote and were not eliminated by the last place."
Yan Shixun: “?”
“…”
Yan Shixun reacted quickly and shouted Zhang Wubing's name through gnashing teeth: "Zhang, Wu, Bing."
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