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

night market.

The place was bustling with noise and filled with the rising smoke of fireworks.

Rows of illuminated signs lit up along the street, oil sizzled on the griddles, and vendors' shouts rose and fell.

The aroma of charred skewers, the garlicky scent of stinky tofu, and the spicy chili oil of cold pot skewers mingled together, enough to tempt anyone across half a street.

Fang Yu, sporting two pink pig ears, followed behind Liu Yifei, weaving through the crowded food stalls.

The two pig ears trembled with his steps.

It gets more attention than the grilled squid next to it.

Liu Yifei has completely entered a shopping spree mode.

She was holding the pink pig she had won at the arcade, clicking on it as she walked.

"Boss, one serving of grilled cold noodles, extra cilantro please."

"Two starch sausages, and a little more chili powder."

"I'll have a serving of stinky tofu too."

She stopped in front of the cold pot skewers stall and carefully examined the transparent display case filled with ingredients.

"How much is this?"

"One piece for vegetarian, two pieces for meat."

"Then a little of each."

Fang Yu followed behind, carrying large and small bags. Seeing that there were more and more bags, he finally couldn't help but remind him.

"Chief Accountant Liu, take it easy."

"We don't have much liquid cash left in our accounts."

"rest assured."

Liu Yifei waved her hand without turning her head.

"I've kept a record of every single expense, and I promise we won't go bankrupt."

In no time, the two of them had their hands full of plastic bags.

Grilled cold noodles, smeared with sweet chili sauce, are cut into small pieces and sprinkled with chopped onions and cilantro.

The starch sausage, fried until it bursts open, has a crispy outer skin and is coated with cumin and chili powder.

There are also cold pot skewers soaked in red oil, stinky tofu, and hand-pulled pancakes stuffed with pork tenderloin, eggs, lettuce, and crispy fillings.

The two originally planned to take the food back to Fang Yu's apartment to eat.

But she hadn't gone far when Liu Yifei started looking down at the bag frequently.

Walk another ten meters or so.

She couldn't hold back any longer.

"or……"

"Shall we test the waters on the audience first?"

Fang Yu glanced at her.

"Where are the spectators?"

"Then I'll test the poison for you."

Liu Yifei dismissed his opinion with a single sentence.

She pulled Fang Yu into a street corner, found a relatively quiet place, and took out a starch sausage from her bag.

Pull the mask down, bend down, and take a bite.

"Snap!"

The crispy outer shell cracked open.

Liu Yifei chewed twice, and her eyes immediately lit up.

"Fang Yu, this sausage doesn't taste like meat at all, so how come it smells so good?"

Fang Yu pulled out a tissue and casually wiped the chili powder off the corner of her mouth.

"If you can taste even a little bit of meat in it, it doesn't deserve to be called authentic starch sausage."

"What we're after is this kind of technology and ruthless work."

Liu Yifei finished the starch sausage in a few bites, leaned against the lamppost, and took out her phone.

"Alright, let's start taking stock of the battle losses."

She opened the calculator and quickly tapped a few keys.

"Twelve grilled cold noodles."

"Two rice noodle sausages for six yuan, stinky tofu for ten yuan, and hand-pulled pancakes for fifteen yuan."

"Cold pot skewers are 36 yuan, two glasses of lemonade are 8 yuan..."

Liu Yifei pressed the equals sign.

"Eighty-seven."

"After accounting for the previous expenses, we have seven yuan left."

Fang Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Seven pieces?"

"Perfect."

Liu Yifei waved her phone.

"The two of us will spend six yuan to take the subway back, and we'll still have one yuan left over."

She paused for a moment, her expression becoming even more serious.

"Keep it as a family emergency fund."

Fang Yu was filled with awe.

"Chief Accountant Liu has great foresight."

"We must keep this huge sum of money safe; it can help us make a comeback in a critical moment."

……

Back to Fang Yu's artist apartment.

As soon as the door closed, the two changed their shoes and collapsed onto the sofa.

"It won't work."

Liu Yifei rubbed her aching calves.

"I walked more ground today than I did in three days of filming."

She casually placed the pink pig aside, its round body sinking into the sofa cushions.

Fang Yu ripped off the pig ear hair clip she had been wearing for half a day, tilted her head back, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Fang's illustrious reputation has been completely ruined today in the arcade, the roadside stall, and the subway station."

Liu Yifei was overjoyed.

"Didn't you say you had a good foundation?"

"And they still say you're good-looking? You could call it a fashion storm even if you were wearing a burlap sack."

Fang Yu remained unfazed.

I'm stating the facts.

"But that doesn't mean I'm willing to be stared at for half a day."

Liu Yifei found it increasingly amusing, so she took out her phone, intending to browse Weibo for a while to take a break.

She was stunned as soon as she opened the trending topics list.

Today is May 520th.

The list is almost entirely dominated by promotional content from major celebrities.

The entire Chinese entertainment industry is obsessed with extravagance and ostentation.

However, amidst a sea of ​​glittering and precious words, a topic with a completely different style is rapidly gaining popularity.

It has the momentum to dominate the charts.

#Why haven't Fang Yu and Liu Yifei made any moves yet?#

Liu Yifei clicked into the square.

The room was filled with anxious netizens and CP (couple) fans.

"It's already 9 PM! Where are Brother Yu and Tianxian? Have they been abducted by aliens?"

"No way, no way, for the first 520 after the official announcement, Fang Yu really didn't prepare anything?"

"I'm so anxious! Even a group photo would be great!"

"Everyone next door is showing off their Michelin-starred restaurants, Yu-ge, you better step up!"

"I've been squatting here since this morning. They haven't forgotten what day it is, have they?"

"Is it possible that Fang Yu is disassembling appliances at home to make a gift for the fairy?"

"Shut upstairs! We haven't gotten our revenge for the limited edition hairdryer yet!"

As netizens kept urging them to hurry up, marketing accounts also caught the scent of traffic and rushed over.

The headlines are getting more and more outrageous.

[Top celebrity couple suspected of having problems, zero interaction throughout 520!]

[An insider revealed: The two teams had a disagreement over business issues!]

Fang Yu and Liu Yifei have reportedly broken up amicably; their past sweetness is now a thing of the past!

Liu Yifei laughed so hard she collapsed onto the sofa as she looked at the contents.

She stretched out her toes and gently kicked Fang Yu's arm.

"Hey, Fang Da, the top star."

"Quickly check, netizens say we've already broken up peacefully."

Fang Yu leaned over and glanced at it.

"Wow."

"They were a perfect match in the morning, destined for each other, but broke up peacefully in the evening."

"The efficiency of the entertainment industry is even higher than that of the civil affairs bureau."

Liu Yifei laughed so hard her shoulders shook.

"What should we do then?"

"Should we post a group photo to prove it?"

"Only posting group photos?"

Fang Yu sat up straight, looking disgusted.

"The vision is too narrow."

He reached under the coffee table and pulled out all the bags.

He placed grilled cold noodles, stinky tofu, hand-pulled pancakes, cold pot skewers, and two glasses of lemonade that were no longer very cold on the coffee table.

Plastic bags were spread all over the table.

A strong smell of night market quickly filled the air.

Fang Yu nodded in satisfaction.

"Fairy Sister, get ready to open for business."

Liu Yifei was stunned for a moment.

"How do you operate your business? By posting on Weibo?"

Why post on Weibo?

Fang Yu took out his phone and opened the live streaming app.

"Don't they just want to see a show of power?"

"Then let's give them a big show tonight."

Liu Yifei looked down at the coffee table.

Grilled cold noodles for twelve yuan, stinky tofu for ten yuan.

She even ate one of the two starch sausages beforehand.

Is this kind of lineup really what you call a grand spectacle?

Before she could even open her mouth to complain, Fang Yu had already pressed the start button.

9:15 PM.

Countless netizens across the internet who were following Fang Yu's movements simultaneously received a special notification on their phones.

The streamer "Fang Yu" that you follow has started broadcasting!

[Livestream Title: "A Luxurious and Romantic Dinner for 520!"]