Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

Some people even followed the clues and found Teacher Wang, who had access to countless pieces of information about Fang Yu's childhood.

They wanted to dig out more of Fang Yu's dark history from his childhood from Teacher Wang.

At first, Teacher Wang was quite reserved.

After all, he's an older teacher, so he has to maintain a certain level of professionalism.

When the first group of tourists arrived, he simply waved them off.

"I won't talk about it."

"Those are things that happened when the children were young; we can't keep bringing up their shortcomings."

When the second group of tourists arrived, he cleared his throat.

"Fang Yu was indeed a bit mischievous when he was young."

When the fifth group of tourists arrived, he had already brought out his teacups.

"Do you want to hear about touching an electric gate, or about drinking nosebleeds?"

When the seventeenth group of people came to his door, the old man completely let loose.

He moved a grand chair directly to the center of the courtyard, put on a thick cotton-padded coat, held an enamel mug in his hands, and began his storytelling performance.

"Speaking of which, that winter..."

"The world was a vast expanse of white."

"On that bitterly cold morning."

"The Demon Child has been born!"

"..."

The trending topics exploded again.

#Fang Yu's Childhood Dark History Compilation#

#Teacher Wang's Storytelling Special#

Netizens were laughing so hard they were practically rolling on the floor over the trending topics.

[It's a shame the old man didn't write "The Legend of the Demon Child of Kaoshantun"!]

[Fang Yu was unaware at this time that his childhood story had been serialized.]

However, by evening...

The craziest scene ever unfolded.

A group of hardcore CP fans rented three four-wheel drive off-road vehicles, bringing high-powered flashlights, high-precision magnifying glasses, and even a measuring tape used by tailors.

Braving the cold wind, we drove to the desolate area where Fang Yu and Liu Yifei had watched the aurora late at night.

A dozen or so people bent over, conducting a thorough search in the snow.

"Found it!"

A boy wearing glasses lay on the ground, pointing at a vaguely visible snow pit and shouting wildly.

"Come quick! Based on the thickness of the snow layer and the area of ​​the indentation, two people have definitely fallen here!"

People swarmed around, and a dozen high-intensity flashlights shone down on them.

"Look at these edges! They're extremely irregular; there are definitely signs of a violent struggle!"

"Over here! There's another set of messy footprints. Judging by the shoe size, they're definitely Fang Yu's!"

"My God! During the hour and a half that the live stream was interrupted by power, just how intense was the battle they were fighting here?"

"Don't move! Get out of the way! We have to take a picture! This is irrefutable evidence of their infidelity!"

……

At 8 p.m., in the temporary rest shed behind Polaris Square.

Fang Yu and Liu Yifei worked non-stop all day to prepare for tomorrow's grand banquet for thousands of people, and they were so exhausted that their bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

Finally getting a moment to catch his breath, Fang Yu collapsed onto the folding chair like a lump of mud, and casually pulled out his phone to browse the news.

Upon seeing this, my blood pressure almost spiked to the maximum.

He first saw the hashtag #KaoshantunAwarded5ALevelScenicArea#

Seeing his second uncle's greedy look in the video, he handed the phone to Liu Yifei, half-laughing and half-crying.

"Look at me, I haven't even solved my basic needs yet, but the whole village is relying on me to get rich."

Liu Yifei leaned over for a look and her eyes crinkled with delight.

Fang Yu swiped, and the screen popped up with #The Demise of the Mohe Fence-Licking Army#.

His smile froze as he looked at the pained faces of those whose tongues were "sealed" by the iron bars.

"These people...are they really that daring?"

"I was just saying it casually, how come they actually took it as gospel and put it into practice?"

Before he could finish complaining, the next trending topic appeared.

#TeacherWang'sStorytellingSpecialSession# directly shoved it in his face.

Clicking on it reveals a close-up of Teacher Wang's old face, saying "Ne Zha".

Fang Yu's face turned completely dark.

He turned to look at Liu Yifei, who was sitting on a small stool next to him, covering her mouth and chuckling.

"Damn it! That old man, Teacher Wang! He wrote the guarantee for nothing, didn't he?!"

"You promised you'd never reveal my dark past again!"

"Are they now holding dedicated storytelling performances?"

"Once this grand feast is over, I'm definitely going to take my suona to his doorstep and play 'The Forest of a Hundred Ghosts' for three days and three nights straight!"

"Increase the intensity!"

Just as Fang Yu was getting furious, he impulsively swiped again and saw the hashtag #EvidenceOfLove#.

I opened the video and watched the group of people solemnly analyzing the snow pit with tape measures in hand.

Fang Yu's anger was instantly replaced by utter speechlessness.

"These are the most twisted people!"

"It's snowed several times already; that crater was probably made by a wild boar rolling around in it!"

"Return the evidence of love's sins?!"

"Why don't they just do DNA testing?"

Liu Yifei listened to his rant.

Finally, she couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Who told you to be so good at creating drama all day long?"

"This is called a backlash against online traffic; you just have to accept it."

Fang Yu sighed. Is this the price of fame?

He glanced down at the time on his phone.

There are less than sixteen hours until the banquet starts tomorrow at noon.

Fang Yu lost interest in playing on his phone.

He stood up from the folding chair and walked to the door of the shed.

He yanked open the heavy windproof curtain.

The biting wind and snow, mixed with the piercing cold, rushed in.

But along with it comes an intensely rich aroma of bone broth.

Through the gap in the curtain, the entire venue can be clearly seen.

Even in the dead of night, the place was still brightly lit, with hundreds of large iron pots already set up.

The broth, simmered overnight, was bubbling and boiling.

Heat rose into the night sky, where the temperature was below minus thirty degrees Celsius.

For the sake of Northeast China's prestige, and also for the sake of Fang Yu's promise.

The chefs and logistics staff are working late into the night there.

Looking at the bustling scene before him, Fang Yu felt his frustration and speechlessness instantly dissipate with a surge of heroic spirit.

He turned around and faced the live stream camera.

"All our brothers and sisters who are already in Mohe, and those who are on their way to Mohe."

"Tonight, everyone get a good night's sleep and wash up properly!"

"Make sure your stomach is empty tomorrow morning!"

"Don't eat breakfast! Don't eat snacks!"

"Make sure you have enough room in your stomachs!"

He paused, a smug smile curving his lips.

"Tomorrow at exactly 12 noon."

"Polaris Square"

"Let the feast begin!!!"

The words fell.

The live stream chat exploded.

[It's here! It's here! We've finally heard that!]

[I'm starting to get hungry! I'm going on a fast from now on! Make sure to leave enough room in my stomach for Fang Yu's grand feast!]

[Waaaaah, I'm on the train! Six more hours to Mohe! Fang Yu, wait for me!!!]

[High-energy warning ahead: Tomorrow at noon, all eyes in China will be focused on Polaris Square.]

[Tomorrow! The feast begins!!! Let's go!!!]