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

Yang Fan was unaware of the danger.

He stood up, dusted off his stomach, and spoke with an air of self-righteousness.

"I'm telling you, what kind of path have you chosen?! Me, Yang Fan, the pinnacle of good looks in the Chinese entertainment industry! You want me to crawl through a dog hole? What will my fans think? If my commercial value drops, can you afford to compensate me?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the rough hemp rope in her hand.

That's really sturdy.

If this rope were put around Yang Fan's neck and tied in a tight knot on the roof beam, it should be able to easily support his 200-pound weight, right?

"It took me half my life." Su Xiaoxiao walked towards him step by step, still clutching the rope tightly in her hand, "I pulled you out of here, you thing that looks like a steamed bun stuck in a sewer."

Yang Fan took a step back.

He swallowed.

"Not a single thank you." Su Xiaoxiao pressed closer, her eyes chillingly cold. "And you blame me for not finding the right way?"

"No, calm down..." Yang Fan looked at the rope and felt a chill on his neck.

"I really want to whip you to death with this rope!" Su Xiaoxiao exploded.

She suddenly raised the hemp rope in her hand, making a loud whooshing sound as she swung it through the air.

Snapped!

Yang Fan was so startled that he suddenly covered his head and squatted down.

"Hitting someone is illegal! And this is being broadcast live!" Yang Fan shouted.

"You knew you were live-streaming?!" Su Xiaoxiao pointed at him and cursed, "When the zombie was trying to bite your butt, why didn't you talk to it about your commercial value? Why didn't you tell it you were the most handsome guy? When you were stuck like a chubby corgi, kicking your legs around, where was your image? Did a dog eat it?!"

Yang Fan squatted on the ground and muttered, "Well... that's because the route you chose was wrong. If you had led me through the main entrance, would I have gotten stuck?"

Su Xiaoxiao laughed angrily.

What a hypocrite! What a refreshingly ungrateful wretch!

"Go through the main gate?" Su Xiaoxiao sneered. "There's a bunch of zombies having a tea party at the main gate. Do you want to be their afternoon snack? With your size, you'd be enough to feed them for three days!"

The comments section was now completely buzzing.

Countless netizens were amused by Yang Fan's shamelessness and Su Xiaoxiao's rampage, and they frantically typed on their keyboards.

Yang Fan's mouth is a liar's mouth! He turned his back on you the moment he pulled the trigger!

[This is hilarious! The analogy of steamed buns with rising dough is brilliant!] Su Xiaoxiao's analogy is brilliant!

[Yang Fan: As long as I can shift the blame quickly enough, the embarrassment of having to crawl through a dog hole won't exist.]

[Rope: Give me a chance, I can take him to see Grandma.]

[Help! Yang Fan is crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, he looks even more like a corgi!]

[Hey, what did the Corgi do wrong to deserve this kind of insult?!]

[Where are Yang Fan's fans? Come out and defend him! Even though he's an ingrate, isn't his head-holding pose kind of cool?]

Yang Fan remained defiant at this point.

He raised his head, trying to salvage a shred of dignity.

"Then, you still can't choose the dog hole! That's the bottom line!"

"Okay." Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

She casually tossed the rope onto the ground.

"You're so high and mighty, you think you're so great? Then go crawl back in now." Su Xiaoxiao pointed to the dog hole behind her.

Yang Fan was stunned.

"What?"

"Go back." Su Xiaoxiao said expressionlessly, "Go back to that dignified door of yours, go fight the zombies to the death, go defend your top-tier honor, take care, and don't come back."

Yang Fan glanced at the dark dog hole.

Then I listened to the low growls of zombies coming from the other side of the wall.

He stood up decisively.

"I think this place is great. The air is fresh, the scenery is pleasant, and Xiao Xiao did a great job." Yang Fan said seriously.

Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes.

I have never seen such a shameless person.

"Let's look for clues and figure out how to get out of here!"

Su Xiaoxiao looked around. The secret room was dark and damp, exuding an atmosphere of the underworld.

"You should handle this kind of brain-intensive task."

Yang Fan straightened his hair, which had become a bird's nest, and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

Su Xiaoxiao paused.

She turned her head and looked at Yang Fan's face, which seemed to say, "I'll take care of being handsome, you take care of doing the work."

The fist hardened.

Jiang Jingyan's cold and beautiful face suddenly appeared in my mind.

"If someone hurts you, don't hesitate, fight back!"

The young lady is right.

Spoiling a child is like killing him.

If Su Xiaoxiao continues to indulge this 200-pound steamed bun today, she'll change her surname to Su!

"You want to give up, is that it?" Su Xiaoxiao's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile even more chilling than the air conditioning in the sealed room.

Yang Fan shrank back, but still stubbornly insisted, "I'm not slacking off, I'm just allocating team resources reasonably. I'm the visual representative, and you are..."

"Okay." Su Xiaoxiao interrupted him without any politeness.

"Then let's all just give up and slack off!"

After saying that, Su Xiaoxiao plopped down on the ground.

Not only did she sit down, she also found a comfortable position, leaned against the wall, hugged herself, and closed her eyes.

So peaceful, as if she were about to be laid to rest any second.

Yang Fan was stunned.

"What...what are you doing?"

"Just give up." Su Xiaoxiao didn't even open her eyes. "I think you're right. Life is too short to compete. This floor tile is quite cool. Do you want to lie down for a while? Just to cool down your fat."

Yang Fan panicked.

He wanted to slack off, but he didn't want to be eliminated!

"You can't just ignore everything!" Yang Fan paced back and forth in front of Su Xiaoxiao like a cat on a hot tin roof. "If you don't do anything, we'll be eliminated!"

"Yeah." Su Xiaoxiao's tone was flat and without any ripples. "Then let them be eliminated. The sooner they die, the sooner they'll be reborn. I'm in a hurry to go back and have dinner."

"No!" Yang Fan completely broke down.

He suddenly raised his voice.

"I can't be eliminated! I'm a top star! If I'm eliminated in the second episode, what will my fans think of me? How will my rivals laugh at me? If I lose all my commercial endorsements, can you afford to compensate me?!"

The viewers in the live chat were laughing hysterically.

[Hahaha! Well done, Su Xiaoxiao! To deal with this kind of magic, you have to use dark magic!]

[Yang Fan: I just wanted to get my hands on the fruits of your labor for free, I didn't intend to take you down with me!]

[Su Xiaoxiao: As long as I lie flat enough, the scythe of capitalism can't reach me!]

[Hilarious! Su Xiaoxiao has Yang Fan's lifeline completely under her thumb!]

[Poor brother, he was bullied like this by Su Xiaoxiao! Doesn't the production team care?!]

[Passerby: Hey, you upstairs, is your brother complaining about not doing any work? Is he a giant baby? At least giant babies are a little cuter, but he's like a steamed bun that's come to life!]

Looking at Su Xiaoxiao, who seemed to be in a meditative state on the ground, Yang Fan knew that he couldn't count on her anymore.

He gritted his teeth, his face turning bright red.

"Fine! I'll look! I'll look, okay?!"

Yang Fan turned around, cursing, and began searching for clues in the gloomy room.

The room was large but dimly lit, with a pile of dilapidated shelves in the corner.

Yang Fan carefully moved over.

The shelves were piled high with all sorts of dolls.

But these dolls are clearly not proper dolls.

Missing an arm or a leg.

The eyeballs fell onto the cheeks.

And some had faces covered in blood.

It's definitely a zombie doll; one look at it and you'll have nightmares.