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

Chen Feng's fist hardened.

In his more than twenty years of life, this was the first time he had encountered such an extraordinary creature.

This is more than just stupid.

This is stupid, wicked, and stubborn!

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and pointed to the corner of the wall.

"You, now, immediately, right away."

"Get out of my way!"

"Keep at least three meters away from me and from this combination lock!"

Song Qianqian's eyes reddened.

Tears welled up in my eyes again.

She looked at Chen Feng with a pitiful expression.

"How could you talk to us girls like that?!"

"Can't you be a little gentler?"

"I'm a female celebrity, for goodness' sake!"

Chen Feng sneered.

"You want me to be gentler with you?"

"Okay."

Chen Feng took a step forward, his eyes sharp as knives.

"Now, shut your mouth."

"Don't say a single extra word."

"This is the greatest tenderness I can show you!"

The screen was flooded with comments.

[A true heartbreaker for straight men!]

Chen Feng: I only show my gentleness to normal people.

[This is hilarious! Does Song Qianqian think she's filming an idol drama?]

[A girl? What's wrong with a girl? She's stupid, bad, and thinks she's right?]

【Chen Feng did a great job! We need to strike hard to deal with this kind of troublemaker!】

Song Qianqian was rendered speechless by Chen Feng's retort.

She bit her lower lip and retreated to the corner of the wall, unwilling to give up.

In his heart, however, he had already cursed Chen Feng's ancestors for eighteen generations.

What's with the attitude?!

What's so great about it!

It was just a lucky break, it only went viral for a few days!

That brat, he's already acting like a big shot as soon as he becomes famous!

He has absolutely no gentlemanly manners!

He's a complete rude barbarian!

Does he really think he's a top influencer?

Jiang Jingyan is blind!

Why turn down so many handsome, rich, and young male celebrities in the entertainment industry?

She insists on paying this straight-laced guy a price!

Jiang Jingyan didn't know what she liked about him!

Do you like his foul language?

Do you still prefer his ruthless kicking?

Song Qianqian grew angrier the more she thought about it, and squatted in the corner, frantically drawing circles.

I curse Chen Feng so that in his next life he will never have a seasoning packet when he buys instant noodles.

Chen Feng ignored the resentful woman in the corner.

He turned around and faced the combination lock box again.

Take a deep breath.

I calmed down after being messed up by my terrible teammates.

This is the last chance.

The password can only be 4.

Chen Feng extended his hand.

I pressed the number 4 steadily.

"drop!"

The sound of the buttons was exceptionally clear in the silent, enclosed room.

Chen Feng held his breath.

Song Qianqian, who was in the corner, also stopped drawing circles and stared intently at the combination lock box.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

"Click—"

A crisp mechanical sound rang out.

Followed by.

The flashing red light went out.

The green light is on!

The door of the combination lock box slowly opened.

Chen Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

He made the right bet.

The production team was indeed playing these word games.

He stepped forward and yanked open the door of the briefcase.

Let's see what clues are hidden inside to help us pass the level.

however.

When he saw what was inside the box.

He was stunned again.

There was no key in the box.

There is no map.

There wasn't even a single note with a clue.

Inside the huge combination lock box.

There was only one thing lying there all alone.

Chen Feng stared at the thing, his lips twitching uncontrollably.

A hair clip.

Production team, you guys must be really hungry!

This item, which costs only 9.9 yuan on Pinduoduo and includes free shipping and three pairs of socks, is actually locked in a combination lock box?!

Why bother with a cipher mechanism that's so dangerous it's practically impossible to survive?

Chen Feng took a deep breath.

No, given the show's track record, this thing might come in very handy later!

He picked up the hair clip.

Sudden.

A familiar, pungent smell of cheap perfume wafted over once again.

Song Qianqian ran over.

Her eyes lit up like a village informant who had finally caught someone red-handed.

"Ouch!"

Song Qianqian's sarcastic voice echoed in the secret room.

"I thought it was some kind of powerful magical artifact!"

"At the very least, it should be a key to complete the game!"

She pointed at the hair clip in Chen Feng's hand, laughing so hard she was shaking.

"It's a hair clip!"

"These things probably cost five cents each at the wholesale market, right? I wouldn't even take them for free!"

"You're really something!"

"So much time wasted here, pretending to deduce the ideal password, and all we got was a useless broken hairpin!"

Song Qianqian became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke.

"I thought you were so amazing, but it turns out you're nothing special!"

She felt she had won.

She finally turned the tables.

She wanted to show the viewers in the live stream that Chen Feng was just a pretentious show-off who liked to create mystery!

The screen was flooded with comments!

Does this woman have some serious illness?

[Chen Feng cracked the password, how dare she mock him like this?]

I don't understand Song Qianqian's thought process, but I'm deeply shocked.

[Chen Feng: Where the hell is my saber?!]

Chen Feng remained silent.

He slowly turned his head.

His gaze fell on Song Qianqian's smug face.

There was no anger.

There was no roaring.

There is only a kind of calmness in watching the dead.

Song Qianqian's laughter stopped abruptly.

Chen Feng's eyes were terrifying.

There was not a trace of warmth.

Song Qianqian had no doubt that if this weren't a live broadcast, this man would definitely shove that five-cent hair clip right up her nose and into her brain!

She shuddered.

I instinctively took half a step back.

Shut up immediately.

Not a single punctuation mark dared to be used.

Chen Feng withdrew his gaze, too lazy to look at the creature again.

Talking to someone like that is like polluting the air.

He put the hair clip into his pocket.

Stand up.

Look around.

Chen Feng walked to the corner.

Behind a pile of old, broken junk, a hidden door was discovered.

The door was ajar.

Chen Feng walked over and kicked it away.

"Squeak—"

Behind the door was a corridor.

Only dim lighting.

A chilly wind blew in, carrying with it an indescribable musty smell.

Chen Feng remained expressionless and strode out.

When Song Qianqian saw Chen Feng leave, she panicked.

She was all alone in the secret room!

The walls around the room were covered in creepy graffiti!

"Wait for me!"

Song Qianqian screamed and scrambled after him.

The corridor was very dark.

It looks just like a death tunnel from a horror movie.

Song Qianqian walked behind, her heart pounding.

She was scared.

I was genuinely scared.

That fear of the unknown, ingrained in human DNA, sent chills down her spine.

She looked at Chen Feng's broad back in front of her.

Although this man has a sharp tongue, a bad temper, and doesn't know how to be gentle with women.

But undeniably, he felt very safe in this environment.

Song Qianqian swallowed.

He started making his own plans.

At this moment, it would be good to show the girl's vulnerable and helpless side.

She then threw herself into Chen Feng's arms.

Let's put a scary sticker on it.

Not only can it alleviate fear, but it can also generate buzz for the couple in front of the camera!

After all, black and red are still red!

Just do it.