"You...how did you become a ghost? Why did you come here?" The embroiderer asked in rapid succession, "Are you looking for me to help you fulfill your wish? Ah! You want to force me to marry you???"
Fang Zhiyi frowned: "What a mess."
The embroiderer said innocently, "That's what all the anchors said before."
Fang Zhiyi understood that this was another fool who had been misled.
"I want you to do me a favor."
The embroiderer looked at the bald man who was chatting with his fans, then looked at Fang Zhiyi, thought for two seconds, and nodded in agreement.
Fang Zhiyi was a little surprised: "Why don't you ask what I can do for you?"
The embroiderer shook her head. "Anyway, I'm tired of watching live broadcasts. I want to see something else. Can you take me out?"
As an earthbound spirit, she couldn't leave here.
But this is not a problem for the other party.
Half an hour later.
"See that room? The one with the light on?" Fang Zhiyi floated in the air and pointed at the distant window. There was a faint sound of thunder above his head.
The embroiderer was already dazzled. She hadn't expected the city to be so bright at night! And the buildings were so tall!
"Hello?"
The embroiderer was stunned: "Ah? Oh, what?"
Fang Zhiyi pointed in that direction again: "Did you see it?"
The embroiderer nodded.
"Go over and take a look."
The embroiderer obediently floated towards that direction, looking around as she floated.
Suddenly, there was a thunderclap above her head. The embroiderer did not react, but just felt that she was being pulled. When she came to her senses, she had already gone far away.
"What's wrong?" She was at a loss.
Fang Zhiyi squinted his eyes and stared into the distance.
"Okay, okay, let's play it this way, eh?" It seems that even if he tries to mess with the heroine himself, it won't work.
But with a turn of his eyes, Fang Zhiyi pulled the embroiderer away.
At this time, Zhao Manqi was holding the doll nervously and looking at the gentle man in a white shirt in front of her.
"Who are you?"
The man looked at her: "Didn't you summon me here?" He walked to the table and stroked the crooked ghost-summoning talisman drawn by the heroine with his fingers.
Zhao Manqi widened her eyes: "Are you a ghost??"
"Yes, my name is Chen Yan." Chen Yan looked at the notes written by Zhao Manqi. He had just returned to his old nest and suddenly had a new idea.
Although it is different from the original plot, Zhao Manqi still meets Shen Yan. The slight difference is that Shen Yan's approach has some other purposes.
Zhao Manqi suddenly remembered: "You are! I saw you in the live broadcast room! You are the ghost from that school!"
Chen Yan looked at her: "Yes."
"Why are you here?" Zhao Manqi asked bravely, "Are you here to kill me?"
Chen Yan inexplicably felt that she was a little noisy, but he still said patiently: "I don't kill women." He glanced at Zhao Manqi, "Especially beautiful women who are powerless." Chen Yan felt that there was no girl who didn't like to be praised for her beauty.
But Zhao Manqi was like a switch was touched.
"What are you talking about? Women are powerless? Do you think men are so great? Don't think women are just objects! I hate men like you the most!"
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