A washed-up celebrity on a dating reality show starts by forcibly kissing a young lady from the Beij

Chen Feng and Song Qianqian walked side by side in the corridor.

Actually, it was mainly Song Qianqian who was creating the pink bubble, while Chen Feng left like a ruthless mountain patrol king.

Sudden.

"Whoosh!"

The wall next to me lit up without warning.

A zombie with a blue face, fangs, and a face covered in blood suddenly appeared on the wall.

Song Qianqian's eyes lit up.

The opportunity is here.

She quickly adjusted her facial muscles, preparing to let out a perfectly standard, delicate cry that was three parts fear and seven parts weakness.

"ah--!"

Immediately afterwards, as if her body was equipped with a precision guidance system, she locked onto Chen Feng's location within 0.1 seconds and rushed into his arms without hesitation.

Her movements were fluid and graceful, a textbook example of how to throw herself into someone's arms in the world of "green tea" (a term for a woman who is overly flirtatious or manipulative).

however.

Chen Feng didn't even lift his eyelids.

Faced with the soft, fragrant body rushing towards him, he slipped and suddenly exerted force with his waist.

With an incredibly smooth step back, he darted away like an eel, disappearing more than half a meter away.

"Bang!"

Having lost her goal, Song Qianqian, with an indomitable spirit, crashed solidly into the solid wood door frame beside her.

A muffled thud.

"It hurts! Help! Chen Feng, save me!"

Song Qianqian covered her forehead, and tears instantly streamed down her face!

This time it really hurt; it felt like my brain was being shaken to its core.

Chen Feng glanced at her, then at the door beside her.

He reached out and pushed it.

"Squeak."

The door wasn't locked; it was open.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Feng took a long stride and slipped inside.

"Bang."

The door closed.

The corridor fell silent instantly.

All that remained was Song Qianqian, who was squatting on the ground clutching her head, questioning the meaning of life, and the zombie on the electronic screen on the wall, staring at each other in bewilderment.

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

[Hahaha! I'm laughing so hard I'll get rich! He abandoned his partner and ran away!]

[Chen Feng is no man! He left a vulnerable girl alone in a haunted house, terrified!]

[Stop being a saint, upstairs! What's there to be afraid of? She wasn't scared at all!]

[Exactly! If she were truly scared, her instinctive reaction would be to jump around wildly or crouch down with her head in her hands! Look at her, she even glanced at Chen Feng's location before lunging at him! Does she have built-in GPS navigation?]

[Chen Feng: As long as I dodge fast enough, industrial saccharin can't catch me.]

[This is the kind of physical way to deal with whiny girls! Awesome!]

Outside.

Song Qianqian was completely dumbfounded.

She stared at the closed door, her back teeth grinding together.

Yesterday, when I was with Jiang Jingyan, this guy stayed by my side every second!

No matter what happens, I'll stay by your side!

How come when it comes to me, it becomes a case of everyone fleeing when disaster strikes?

This double standard is so obvious!

Forget it.

Song Qianqian took a deep breath.

The person is gone, who are you trying to fool by pretending to be weak here?

Should we show it to that electronic zombie on the wall?

She rubbed her bruised forehead, stood up, and walked to the flickering screen.

"What's going on?"

Song Qianqian sneered and raised her hand to touch the screen with a disdainful expression.

"It's just a broken electronic screen. Is this all the budget the production team has? If you're so capable, why don't you bring a real zombie to bite me!"

The voice just fell.

"Squeak—"

A hidden door to Song Qianqian's left rear opened silently, just a crack.

A pale, hairy hand reached out and gently patted her shoulder.

Song Qianqian was secretly delighted.

Heh heh.

Is this kid realizing he went too far earlier, and now he's opening the door to appease people?

You're smart to know what's good for you!

I'm definitely going to capitalize on this wave of attention.

Song Qianqian didn't turn around immediately, but instead adopted a haughty posture and swayed her shoulders arrogantly.

"I'm not that easy to coax!" she said coquettishly. "Chen Feng, you just left me all alone, and I'm really angry! How are you going to make it up to me?"

There was no response from behind.

That hand patted her again.

Song Qianqian's lips curled up into a wide smile.

She turned around, ready to give Chen Feng a resentful and aggrieved look.

then.

She was confronted with a highly decomposed zombie face, its eyeballs dangling from its cheeks, grinning at her.

The two were less than ten centimeters apart.

The zombie even breathed cold air at her.

"ah--!!!"

Song Qianqian let out the most genuine scream of the night.

After screaming, she quickly forced herself to calm down.

I can't let my persona crumble! I absolutely cannot lose control of my facial expressions in front of the camera!

She took a deep breath and forced a cold laugh that was even uglier than crying.

"Heh, another electronic display screen? Or perhaps a holographic projection?"

"Does the production team have such a low budget? Using the same formula twice? If you're so capable, why don't you bring a real zombie?"

To prove her courage, she reached out and touched the zombie's face.

It's cold.

It is elastic.

Song Qianqian's hand froze in mid-air.

This is not a flat screen.

This is three-dimensional.

"It's not an electronic screen!" Song Qianqian's voice began to tremble. "It's a real zombie!"

The zombie NPC looked at her, let out a strange "clucking" laugh, and suddenly raised its hands and pounced on her.

"ah!!!"

Song Qianqian completely broke down.

She screamed and backed away like a frightened rabbit, then turned and ran towards the door Chen Feng had just hidden inside.

"Chen Feng! Open the door! Help!"

She pushed the door open forcefully.

The door remained completely still.

She pushed again.

It still doesn't move.

Song Qianqian was dumbfounded. She looked down.

The door handle was locked from the inside.

The comments section erupted in a frenzy at this moment.

[Hahaha! The door's locked! What the hell?!]

[Chen Feng is too amazing! Only he could pull off such a heinous act!]

[Chen Feng: As long as I lock it fast enough, the zombies won't be able to eat my brain.]

[This is hilarious! Song Qianqian was just asking for real zombies, and now she's got what she asked for!]

[Chen Feng's double standards are unbelievable! If it were Jiang Jingyan outside, he'd probably tear the door down!]

[Song Qianqian: I'm not that easy to fool. Zombie: Then I'll eat your brain?]

Chen Feng swiftly locked the door, effectively sealing off the scheming woman's escape route!

[Warning: High-energy content ahead! Female guest subjected to close-up attacks by a real-life NPC, while male guest watches the spectacle from behind locked door!]

Chen Feng leaned against the door, listening to the extremely penetrating noise outside, and couldn't help but reach out and pick at his ears.

With that kind of lung capacity, it's a waste that he doesn't go out and argue with trashy people.

"Chen Feng! Open the door! Help!"

The door was slammed so hard it made a deafening noise.

Chen Feng crossed his arms and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Open the door?

What a joke!

From the moment this woman entered the haunted house, her entire being screamed "I want to ride the wave of popularity," "I want to create a romantic pairing," and "I want to play the victim."

Now that you've encountered a real NPC, are you scared?

late!

Chen Feng turned his head and looked around the room.

This is an abandoned operating room with a rusty operating table in the middle and several scattered iron plates next to it.

He strolled over, casually leaned against the operating table, and picked up an iron plate, tossing it around in his hand.