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

Liu Yifei couldn't help but reach out and gently tug at Fang Yu's clothes.

"Fang Yu...why...why did you buy so much?"

"Can we... release them all?"

"And... I want that sparkler."

Fang Yu turned his head, his eyes gleaming with a light that seemed to radiate excitement.

"Can't finish releasing them? Impossible!"

He patted his chest, looking completely self-satisfied.

"Setting off firecrackers during Chinese New Year is all about the spectacle and the grandeur!"

"And besides, sparklers are so boring!"

"If we're going to have fun, it has to be something exciting! Something thrilling!"

Live stream chat.

[Fairy Wand: What did I do wrong? I feel insulted!]

[Hahahaha! Fang Yu, a straight-laced guy dedicated to shattering all girls' romantic fantasies!]

I was dumbfounded. I thought he was going to take the fairy to buy sparklers to create a romantic atmosphere, but instead he started buying weapons?!

[Is Brother Yu going to blow up a bunker? I'm a little scared. Why does he seem so skilled at it?]

[The celestial being's expression: Who am I? Where am I? Why am I standing with this man who's about to start World War III?]

At this very moment, at the rear command post.

Liu Yifei's agent, Sister Hong, was holding a cup of health tea, trying to calm her emotions, which had just been greatly agitated by the "bargaining incident."

When she saw Fang Yu leading Liu Yifei toward the fireworks stall, she nodded in satisfaction.

Hmm, not bad, this kid has finally figured it out and knows how to be romantic now.

However, when she heard words like "Gatling gun," "double-bang firecracker," and "ten thousand red explosions" come out of Fang Yu's mouth...

The thermos in Sister Hong's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".

"What...what is he going to do!"

"Why did he buy all that stuff! You can't just leave those things lying around like that!!"

"Danger! Extremely dangerous!"

Sister Hong felt her blood pressure spike to the critical point once again.

"Is he planning to send my Yifei flying into the sky like a rocket?!"

Her assistant, standing beside her, shakily picked up the thermos and weakly reminded her:

"Sister Hong...look...the number of viewers in the live stream has broken records again..."

Sister Hong: "..."

She felt that sooner or later, she would be driven to her death by this kid named Fang Yu and this lousy program.

At the fireworks stall in the market.

The arms trade continues.

The stall owner had completely regarded Fang Yu as a confidant, enthusiastically introducing the goods while moving them around.

"Hey bro, take a look at this one, the 'ground rat'! It'll scurry around everywhere when you light it, so exciting!"

"And this one, the 'Flying Centipede,' can jump really high!"

Fang Yu nodded repeatedly, waving his hand, "Alright, have some of everything!"

In the end, to Liu Yifei's stunned gaze, Fang Yu paid a staggering sum of money that left her speechless.

The stall owner was overjoyed and used several huge black plastic bags to help them repackage the pile of "weapons".

Fang Yu looked at Liu Yifei's pretty face, which was still in a state of shock and confusion, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."

"Back in the day, I was known as a demolition genius in the village."

Liu Yifei stared blankly at Fang Yu's bright yet irritating smile.

She had a strong premonition.

Tonight might be the most "exciting" night of her 25 years.

……

After returning home, Fang Yu unloaded the fireworks from the car and neatly arranged them in the open space in the center of the yard.

The scene was quite like a military parade.

Liu Yifei stood under the eaves, watching Fang Yu's busy figure, her heart filled with unease.

She was still a little scared.

Having grown up in the city, the most "violent" fireworks she had ever encountered were small firecrackers.

Just looking at these huge creatures in front of her made her feel terrified.

Fang Yu arranged the fireworks, dusted off his hands, turned around, and saw Liu Yifei's nervous yet curious expression.

He smiled, took out a lighter from his pocket, and then pulled out a long incense stick from a bag next to him.

With a "click," the incense was lit, and orange-red sparks flickered at the tip, emitting a wisp of smoke.

Fang Yu handed the incense to Liu Yifei and began his "pre-battle mobilization" in a serious tone.

"Comrade Liu Yifei."

"Huh?" Liu Yifei was taken aback by his sudden address.

"Now, I hereby appoint you as the chief ignition officer of our artillery assault detachment!" Fang Yu's voice was firm and powerful.

"Your task is to follow my instructions, fire precisely where I point, understand?"

Looking at his handsome face, which was filled with the word "serious," and then at the burning incense stick in her hand, Liu Yifei felt as if she had been drawn into some strange role-playing game.

She wanted to laugh, but then she felt that Fang Yu looked strangely... uniquely handsome.

So, almost unconsciously, she straightened her back and nodded vigorously, just like in the movie.

"clear!"

"Very good!" Fang Yu was very satisfied with her cooperation.

He turned around and pulled out a large object from the pile of "arms".

It was the very thing that had aroused Liu Yifei's high vigilance at the stall—the "Gatling gun".