Losing a Two-dimensional empire

"That means you want me to fabricate the report, right?"

"It's really scary."

'I sometimes don't understand why this happens. ' Ye Busheng said.

"It was fun anyway.

"I will seriously consider it."

"Actually, I like haunted houses very much. Many people know that they enjoy it."

Another place of her own patience, where is she going to take herself.

"Hmph, after much deliberation, I still need to confirm something in a certain sense."

"How much is the reward?"

Meng Yu said that there are ten thousand.

"Not bad, deal."

No matter how much it costs, it's worth it.

"Then can you explain it to me in detail?"

So suddenly began to help Mengyu.

Incidentally, the supernatural is the supernatural anyway.

Absolutely no fear of anything.

It was already four nights later when the work of assisting Meng Yu actually started.

It's boring, but that's life.

Maybe, the fate between me and Mengyu is like this

He's a nice guy, but that's why he's worried.

The meeting place is Akihabara.

Even if the temperature is very high at this time of the chat, just standing makes people search for male artists.

Ye Bucheng waited like this for a long time, and finally saw Meng Yu appear across the road.

"I kept you waiting, let's go."

"What about you other staff members, aren't you going to collect materials?" Ye Bucheng said.

"Only us," Meng Yu said.

"Where's the photographer?" Ye Bucheng said.

"Didn't you take a photo?"

Meng Yu took out a SLR camera.

"We did the filming ourselves?" Ye Bucheng said.

"Yes, because of a shortage of funds."

"Well, the world is not easy, everyone is."

"Amateur contributions should not be too good."

"Which is that bag?" Ye Bucheng said.

"Mengyu has a handbag and a bag.

"Props for photography." Meng Yu said.

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Chapter 202

According to Tongzi, 50 years have passed since the broadcasting hall was built, and it is starting to age.

Those who refused to accept the current standards were simply ordered to rebuild.

In the sea of ​​shimmering illumination of the surrounding complex, we looked up at the building appearing dark.

"Are there any ghost photos in the broadcasting hall?" Ye Bucheng said.

Meng Yu sent a text message.

"I don't know that there is such a legend."

"The broadcasting hall seems to have been shadowed by the wind, so there should be no one there.

But at night, there will be the voice of the spirit clothing from the radio station, and can you hear the woman talking, and some people have witnessed strange shadows. "Meng Yu said so.

Ye Buzhi straightened his goosebumps.

"Let's go in."

"You said that there is no problem in going in and entering at will, do you have permission to shoot?"

"I was specifically approved."

"So you are?" Ye Bucheng said.

"Sneak in." Meng Yu said.

"Really?" Ye Bucheng had already looked at Meng Yu's expressionless face.

Meng Yushi was serious.

She pulled Ye Buchen, who was still in a daze, into the broadcasting hall.

"I will tell you that you have been doing this kind of thing all the time, Meng Yu."

"It depends on the occasion."

''Yeah.

Ye Busheng said.

"what?"