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Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen: It must be known that the young master is Na Yunzhi, who once promised the first class in the world.

The car stopped, and Han Fei looked at the group of people carrying cameras with some sympathy. They probably didn't expect that Yang Kexin would actually lead them to climb the Great Wall.

"No wonder you're wearing casual clothes today, but are you sure it's appropriate to bring this dog?" Han Fei looked speechless as Yang Kexin held the dog's leash.

"Then you can't just leave it at home. How lonely is it?" Yang Kexin liked this dog very much. If he wasn't afraid that Beibei would fight him, Han Fei would have given it to her directly.

When we arrived at the ticket office, when someone saw the dog, they immediately said: "Pets are not allowed in the park."

Yang Kexin made a big mistake and had no choice but to return to the parking lot and put the dog in the back seat. Afraid that it would be hungry, she even put the dog food she brought from home on the back seat and finally left a window for it.

The seams were closed for fear that the air would not circulate.

"You are so obsessed with these dogs. If you give birth to a child in the future, you will have to worry to death. In the words of Qin Ming and his family, it will be a waste of time." Han Fei teased.

"Haha~~Qin Ming is from the Northeast? That's so funny." Yang Kexin laughed so hard that the camera crew behind her also laughed.

Arriving at the entrance of the Great Wall, Yang Kexin was eager to try: "You can't even say that the Great Wall is not a hero. I have never been to the Great Wall. What about you?"

"Didn't I risk my life to accompany a gentleman?" Han Fei was secretly glad that he was wearing casual shoes today. If he had worn leather shoes to go up, he would have probably peeled off his toes when he came down.

"Should we go to the south building or the north building?" Han Fei asked, holding the map on the back of the ticket.

Yang Kexin took a look at the map: "That must be the north tower. The south tower is so short. We can't spend the twenty yuan."

"You really know how to live a good life." Han Fei secretly rolled his eyes, okay, this reason is simple, are you willing to risk your life for these twenty yuan?

The photographer behind him felt weak when he heard this, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet in order to record the show.

At the beginning, Yang Kexin was still alive and full of energy, but after arriving on the third floor of the North Building, she began to breathe heavily.

Han Fei handed over the water and suggested: "How about taking a rest first?"

"Which floor in the north is this?" Yang Kexin wiped the sweat from her forehead and complained secretly in her heart. The bullshit has been blown out. It would be too shameful to back down at this time.

The photographers carrying their machines looked at Yang Kexin eagerly, praying in their hearts: Auntie, please stop being so stubborn, don't be embarrassed, few of the artists we have photographed can go up to the eighth floor of the north.

However, they were disappointed. When Yang Kexin heard that he was only on the third floor, he immediately skipped a break and continued to climb up.

Yang Kexin and Han Fei were already celebrities, and with the camera crew following them, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were recording a show, so from time to time enthusiastic fans came forward to take photos.

At first, Yang Kexin was a bit dissatisfied with them for wasting her time. After arriving on the fifth floor of the north, Yang Kexin wished they would take her back.

"No, I can't, I really can't walk anymore." Yang Kexin sat directly on the steps and said shamelessly. As a result, she saw that although Han Fei was also panting, he was obviously much better than himself, and he couldn't help but envy: "

Aren't you tired? How did you do it?"

Han Fei shrugged: "You can do it if you get up every morning and run ten kilometers."

Everyone in the film crew shook their heads after hearing this. Not to mention that artists are so busy, but how many ordinary people can achieve such self-discipline? It's a pity that this guy is not willing to appear on variety shows, otherwise we would invite him to participate in some challenges.

The show should be interesting, right?

After resting for a while, Han Fei pointed to the top and said: "That's the North Eighth Floor. It's said to be the best viewing location overlooking the Great Wall. Let's go there and have a look?"

Yang Kexin hugged her knees with both hands and shook her head: "No, I won't go, I want to go home."

When the photographers heard Han Fei's words, they almost knelt down in front of him. You two just left it empty-handed. Is the North 8th floor a place where you can go up with a machine?

Fortunately, Yang Kexin didn't agree, so the photographers almost gave up the idea.

However, what they didn't expect was that Han Fei bent down, stretched out a hand, and handed it to Yang Kexin: "Come here, I will pull you away."

Then, Yang Kexin followed the devil and let Han Fei lead her to stand up obediently.

Photographer: ....You promised to go home? Besides, you guys spread a little too much dog food, right?

All the way up, the steps became steeper and steeper after reaching the sixth floor of the north. The steps turned from 90 degrees to 60 degrees, and then to 45 degrees. If Han Fei hadn't been dragging him in front, the steps would have become steeper several times.

Yang Kexin is about to give up.

"Ah, we're finally here." After Yang Kexin said that, she sat down on the ground directly, with a posture of: "Don't let anyone pull me, I will never get up again." The photographers behind her were already paralyzed from exhaustion, and they were all lying on the ground.

Photographed on the ground.

Han Fei was also sweating profusely, but when he saw the scenery around him, he couldn't help but let out a long roar.

"You seem to enjoy the pleasure of challenging difficulties?" Yang Kexin stood up holding on to the wall and slowly came to Han Fei's side. She seemed to be infected by his heroic spirit and shouted loudly, seeming to vent the pressure in her heart.

As she said before, how can a female artist not have any pressure at this age? Family pressure, fan pressure, and crew pressure all come one after another. People with poor psychological quality may not be able to adjust themselves.

People simply can't do this job. The reason why Yang Kexin chose to climb the Great Wall today is actually a way of self-regulation.

Han Fei was stunned for a moment by Yang Kexin's question, and then showed a bright smile: "Of course, it should be noted that Shaoyun Yunzhi once promised to be the best in the world. How can he feel a sense of accomplishment if he does something that is not difficult?"

These words made everyone's eyes light up, and they seemed to have a little more strength in their bodies.

After looking at the scenery on the North 8th floor for a while, Yang Kexin also took many photos with her mobile phone: "Then, let's go down?"

As she was about to go down, Han Fei quickly pulled her back: "Let's take the cable car, otherwise we'll faint from hunger before we even get downstairs."

Several photographers were about to kowtow to Han Fei. Only then did Yang Kexin react: "What? There is a cable car here? Then why didn't you take me on it earlier?"

...Han Fei secretly rolled his eyes. He thought this girl wanted to show her perseverance in front of the audience. Otherwise, how could she have thought of climbing the Great Wall?

After returning to the park, everyone was very hungry. Yang Kexin waved her hand: "Let's go, I'll treat you to something delicious."

This is the best time to eat mutton, so I asked for a private room at a nearby mutton hot pot restaurant. At first, the photographer was still taking pictures, but after taking pictures for more than ten minutes, I couldn't hold it anymore. I added up the machines one by one, and they all ended up.

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"By the way, when will this show be broadcast?" Yang Kexin asked casually.

The director was chewing on a piece of lamb rib: "If everything goes well, it should be broadcast before the year."


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