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Chapter 401

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The car slowly moved forward. Ye Lingchen sat by the window and quietly looked at the scenery outside. For a moment, the car was very quiet.

Variety shows naturally couldn't be so awkward. They had to find a topic to talk about.

The female staff looked at Ye Lingchen and said with a smile, "God Ye, do you know where we're going?"

"I don't know."

"Do you want to know where we're going?"

"No."



"Pfft, hahaha …"

[God Ye is so direct. The staff's expression changed.]

[Staff: How should I respond to this? I'm waiting online, it's urgent.]

Although there were not many people online, there were still a lot of comments on the screen. Some of them did not know whether to laugh or cry at Ye Lingchen's honesty.

The staff was also a little anxious. Didn't this person know that this was a variety show? Do you know how to find a topic?

He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that we'll sell you?"

Ye Lingchen was slightly taken aback. He looked inside the car and saw a driver, a staff member, and a cameraman. "Don't tell me you have an ambush? The few of you alone won't be enough."

[Wahahaha, I can't take it anymore. God Ye is definitely trying to make me laugh to death so he can inherit my ant flower.]

[I didn't expect God Ye to be so good at basketball. His words are so humorous. I'm a fan! I'm a fan!]

[That's right. Don't you guys think that God Ye looks better the more you look at him? He's stunning at first glance, but he's irresistible at second and third glance.]

[Previous poster, I feel the same way. Even if God Ye doesn't say anything, I'd be happy to just watch quietly.]

[It's over. Her infatuation is starting to act up.]



The number of people online slowly increased, and the bullet screen kept flashing.

Black lines appeared on the staff member's forehead. She thought that she was quite experienced. After all, she had been dealing with celebrities for many years. Furthermore, celebrities generally paid great attention to their image. They were very careful with their words and would communicate more for the sake of the camera.

It just so happened that she met Ye Lingchen that day. She felt that this guy was an oddity.

What he said really made her unable to respond.

"Hehe …" The staff laughed awkwardly, then continued to search for a topic of conversation. "God Ye, you're so good at basketball. You must love it, right?"

"I didn't." Ye Lingchen said calmly, then continued, "In fact, among all my skills, basketball is my weakest."

He was not lying. At the moment, he had grasped too much knowledge. Just the basic knowledge alone was more than ten, and there was still the intermediate knowledge. Compared to these knowledge, basketball was really nothing.

However, his words clearly made the others think that he was showing off.

[Basketball is his weakest point? This is too pretentious.]

[How shameless! How shameless! Doesn't he know this is a live broadcast? You'll be scolded to death if you boast.]

[God Ye might have just entered the entertainment industry and doesn't know many of the rules. This is just sensationalism. He'll lose fans.]

[It's all that woman's fault. Why did she ask so many questions? Let us just watch God Ye quietly. Why do you have to keep asking questions? Annoying!]



The staff clearly did not expect Ye Lingchen to say that. For a moment, she regretted asking that and did not dare to ask any more questions. The car fell into silence once again.

Ye Lingchen was happy to have some free time. He naturally knew that it was a live broadcast. Although he wanted to attract popularity, he would not deliberately try to please anyone. He was just speaking the truth. Those who liked him would naturally like him. Moreover, when they truly understood him, they would naturally know that he was not lying.

He would not deliberately pander to them for the sake of popularity.

However, even so, to the staff's surprise, Ye Lingchen's online number was still increasing. From the bullet screen, it could be seen that many people were really just watching Ye Lingchen quietly.

She subconsciously glanced at Ye Lingchen. At that moment, Ye Lingchen was looking out the window. He was very focused and his eyes were filled with an inexplicable color.

Honestly speaking, the aura he exuded was very eye-catching. It was an incomparably natural aura that made people want to get close to him. He had the demeanor of a master.

"God Ye, do you like the scenery?" she could not help but ask.

"Mm, I like it very much." Ye Lingchen nodded. "I grew up in the countryside, so I feel very close to this kind of environment."

The staff's eyes lit up and he finally found a topic. "Can you tell us about life in the countryside?"

"Mm … forget it." Ye Lingchen pondered for a moment, but his answer was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Don't! How can you forget it? Is there something bad going on? " The staff immediately urged. Then, he showed the bullet screen of the live broadcast to Ye Lingchen. "Look, many viewers want to hear it too. They're all very supportive of you. Tell us about it."

Ye Lingchen's face had a conflicted look and he sighed. "Since you've put it this way, and since you're all curious, I'll give you some hints."

Ye Lingchen's tone became gloomy without anyone noticing. The temperature in the car seemed to have plummeted, and the driver felt goosebumps all over his body. The people in the live broadcast were also slightly taken aback, feeling that Ye Lingchen was about to tell them something big.

"About ten years ago, I was only nine years old. There's a saying in China, 'fallen leaves return to their roots'. After death, we must return to our homeland to rest in peace. Otherwise, we'll be a wandering ghost. However, transportation was very inconvenient at that time. If a wanderer died in a foreign land, it would be very troublesome to transport the corpse back to their hometown. It was costly, time-consuming, and laborious. With demand, it naturally became an industry. Our village formed a profession called … corpse herder! "

"Corpse herding, on the surface, means to control the movement of the corpse. However, in the real sense, it's actually carrying the corpse. I've seen the villagers handle the corpse with my own eyes. It's nothing more than cleaning out the internal organs of the corpse, putting some straw on it, and then doing some embalming work. Then, they carry the corpse on their way. As corpse herding is not auspicious, we all travel at night to avoid ruining the mood of others. "

"There's nothing mysterious about corpse herding. It's just a means for the poor to earn a living. That's because there were many corpse herders in the village at that time. I would occasionally participate out of curiosity and keep the corpses company. If you want to talk about strange things, I've encountered quite a few. I clearly remember when I was 12 years old, I herded the first corpse in my life with my second uncle …"

Ye Lingchen spoke slowly. There was a strange aura in his voice, causing everyone to forget how to speak. The number of viewers in the live broadcast also increased unknowingly …

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