The next day.

morning.

Netizens talked about it with relish.

"Have you seen the list?"

“It’s rising again.”

"I really convinced Mr. Zhang."

"Yes, you can't accept it!"

"I don't know what big thing will happen today."

"If he keeps doing this, maybe he can really make Asian popularity full of popularity before he becomes a father."

"Hang, it's still a lot short of it."

"With his unlucky way, can he survive until the top Asia?"

"Puff, too."

The God of Death is Zhang Ye’s new nickname.

This guy can always gain popularity in an ingenious way, and everyone is used to it.

...

A park.

Inside a tent.

Zhang Ye was lying inside with his legs crossed and playing with his cell phone. Last night, he lived in the park. He didn't dare to go home or stay in a hotel. He bought a tent and set it up in an empty field in the park. Although there was a gust of 5 or 6 at night, although the two big trees next to him were scraped down and smashed the tent, although a evil dog got into the tent in the middle of the night, and although a grass snake entrenched beside his head when he woke up, he still survived.

Check out the news.

Check out the list.

Popularity is rising again?

But Zhang Ye couldn't be happy no matter how he thought about it. Yesterday was really hard, and it wasn't over yet. There was still one day today!

How to survive today?

Where to take refuge today?

He has already ruined all the Lotte supermarkets in Beijing!

Otherwise, go to Lotte Supermarket in Tianjin to have a look?

【Five times the difficulty】

[Remaining time: twenty-six hours, five minutes and fifteen seconds]

Looking at the time countdown of the difficulty color on the game ring, Zhang Ye was very sad.

So, he wanted to turn the situation around and thought of the game ring again. Without saying a word, he opened the halo of luck (upgraded version) with a try-through mentality, and opened the lottery in the second category. He did not raise the bet, but just tried to draw once, wanting to see if he could draw items that resolve the situation in front of him. He was looking forward to having a prop that would end the difficulty color in advance.

The lottery begins.

The slot machine started to rotate.

Tag.

【null】!

There is nothing!

Zhang Ye smoked again without believing.

Still [empty]!

He finally stopped trying, which also led Zhang Ye to a conclusion in his mind that the effect of the lucky halo (upgraded version) is no more than five times the difficulty color, and the latter is more effective than the former, so there is a five times the difficulty effect that Zhang Ye can't draw anything out.

The sound of footsteps came from outside.

"Hmm? Is anyone?"

"Someone."

“You can’t set up a tent here!”

"Okay, go right away."

The tent zipper was opened and Zhang Ye came out.

There was a sanitation worker outside. When he saw Zhang Ye, the elder sister was so scared that she took four steps back, and her voice changed, "Zhang, Zhang Ye!"

Zhang Ye opened the tent, put it away, and left.

The sanitation workers kept hiding from him far away like the plague-avoiding god from beginning to end.

As soon as the news newspaper and netizens yelled, now all Asian people know that Zhang Ye has been carrying it. In the past, Zhang Ye had to cover him tightly when he went out on the street, and he was afraid that his fans would be surrounded. Now there is no need to worry about this problem. This guy stood on the street, and no one dared to walk within three meters of him.

On this day, Zhang Ye "wandered" on the streets again.

Wherever you go, everyone is afraid to avoid it!

"ah!"

"The slap in the face appeared!"

"Go away quickly!"

"Hide him and stay away!"

"Run!"

There is always a sense of déjà vu when the Japanese enter the village.

Zhang Ye was mentally prepared and had already dealt with today's situation with the same alert and nervousness as yesterday. However, strangely, something seemed to be wrong today. It has been an hour since Zhang Ye left the park until now, but nothing happened. There was no empty wellhead on the roadside, and no vehicles on the road broke out and crashed towards him.

What's going on?

This is not normal!

Zhang Ye was a little stunned. The more he did this, the more he became more vigilant.

The grass, the storm is coming and the wind is filling the building. Isn’t this guy trying to hold on to give me a big one?

Half an hour.

One hour.

Two hours.

Everything is nothing, it's ordinary and terrible.

If it is normal, this is of course very normal, but it is different now. The five-fold difficulty time of the difficulty color is still counting down, and it is not over yet. How many accidents happened yesterday? There are no one today? No one should be thought of it!

Slowly, it was getting dark.

Zhang Ye became increasingly uneasy.

At night, he started to make phone calls one by one.

...

Call home first.

"Mom, I."

"Where are you?"

"I'm outside, nothing happened at home, right?"

"No."

"Where is my dad?"

"Watch TV."

"Where is Lao Wu?"

"Just finished the phone call, I'm at her parents' house."

"Where is grandma?"

"It's all okay."

"Hey, it shouldn't be."

"What do you mean by boy? Are you still looking forward to something happening to us?"

"Ha, no, it doesn't mean that, I'll ask, care."

...

Called the studio again.

"Old Ha."

"Director Zhang, when will you come back? I'm worried that everyone will be so angry."
To be continued...