Everyone in the entertainment industry is falling apart, except me

"Look at how many people are left in this department now." Tu Qianqian took a quick look and saw that there were only seven or eight people, which meant that their original team of thirteen people had been reduced by at least half.

The captains of Group A and Group E counted the number of people.

Song Yiqi frowned, "I'm missing Zhao Zhaoge, Qian Jingjun, and Mu Xian."

After Jin Jiuan finished ordering the people, he let out a sigh of relief: "Only Meng Yun and Beichao are not here."

"Yeah." Tu Qianqian motioned to the remaining students to come over, turned around and asked, "Can we turn on a light here? It's too dark and it hurts my eyes."

The female ghost didn't react at first. After a few seconds, she pointed at herself hesitantly.

"I'm talking about you."

The female ghost broke her head out of her clothes. At this time, she had another head.

"Bah." The bright warm yellow light turned on.

"Thank you!"

Song Yiqi and Jin Jiuan also subconsciously thanked them.

The other students followed suit, but whether it was because the lights were turned on or Tu Qianqian's too calm attitude, the students gradually lost the fear and nervousness they had just now.

The female ghost looked at them, turned her head silently, turned her back to them, and faced the wall thinking about her fault.

The switch is in the lower left corner of the door, next to the female ghost's feet.

This is mainly for their staff. Unexpectedly, even if Tu Qianqian was not scared, now even these people who are afraid of ghosts are not afraid of ghosts anymore.

It hurts my self-esteem so much.

There was a reason for turning on the light. The other three lanterns were actually out of power. Only the one in Tu Qianqian's hand still had power, but it was not enough to read the map.

When the lights were turned on, many people relaxed and gathered together to look at the map.

"Where is this place?" Zeng Changgeng clicked on the faint gray area on the far left of the backyard of Ping An Hospital on the map: "There is neither an introduction nor a clear name. Is it the auditorium?"

"possible."

Tu Qianqian thought that although this haunted house was the largest haunted house she had visited so far, it was located in City C where land was at a premium. If there was more space, there would be no room for other entertainment facilities.

"By the way." Jin Jiuan touched his chin: "Why are the people here covered in fluorescent green? Is this a curse? Or is it a strange belief?"

After Tu Qianqian heard this, he rolled up the map and said, "None of them."

"Have you ever heard of radium?"

Jin Jiuan's first reaction: "Madame Curie?"

"Yes." Tu Qianqian nodded: "Ms. Maria Skowodowska, everyone now generally calls this lady Madame Curie. She discovered radium in 1898."

"So, what does it have to do with the ghosts here?"

"Because of the discovery of radium at that time, many people discovered that it could kill cancer cells and treat soldiers on the battlefield. Therefore, market capital advocated that radium was omnipotent, immortal, and capable of curing all diseases."

"Cosmetics, food, drinking water, you name it, businesses can add radium to their products."

A bunch of illiterate students were confused, but Jin Jiuan was the only one who said uncertainly: "I remember, this thing seems to have radiation."

"Yes."

Tu Qianqian solemnly raised the medical record in his hand: "Here are the characteristics of the patient, combined with what we just saw, hair loss, tooth loss, skin ulcers, cancer and other reactions, plus excessive use of radium. After the elements, the skin and bones will glow green.”

"I originally thought this was the truth behind the deaths of patients at Ping An Hospital."

"Isn't it?" A bunch of students were very interested in listening to Tu Qianqian's story, but they said no after hearing half of it.

"Otherwise, why are there still unexplored parts of the map?" She tapped on the gray area: "There are some psychopathic murderers and the like. I suspect that the top management of Ping An Hospital is using the patients in the hospital as human beings. /experiment."

As she spoke, she pointed at the female ghost behind her: "I just took her ID card and compared it with the identity information found at the front desk. It showed that she is actually a farmer's daughter, and her name is Alice. That means , the patients in the hospital are not middle-class or even upper-class people.”

"But the radium element, because the extraction process was cumbersome and expensive, was definitely not accessible to the lower-income people in that era."

Song Yiqi and others looked at Tu Qianqian with admiration.

The ghost girl hiding in the corner behind her quietly turned around again and looked directly at Tu Qianqian.

They have only recently renovated a new haunted house and written a new script. It has not yet been put into trial operation. They originally wanted to use celebrity traffic to boost popularity.

I'm not sure if the popularity belt has brought about it, but it's basically enough to make people angry. How come she can get the key points of their plot synopses.

What does Tu Qianqian usually watch?

*

The group of people pushed the door open, and Tu Qianqian pressed the door in the lobby. After finding that it was closed by the director team, he understood that they wanted people like him to have to walk through Ping An Hospital, at least the first floor, otherwise there would be no material to edit. .

Everyone walked to the back of the corridor in groups. Since we were in the backyard, it would be okay to take the back door.

On the way, they encountered a female ghost in red who fell from the sky with spider silk hanging from her back. The ghosts from the two departments on the left and right would crowd them in the corridor and not let them go, and some would chase them and spill blood.

From the collapse and confusion at the beginning, Song Yiqi, Jin Jiuan, Zeng Changgeng and others all felt that they had transformed. Now they are still leisurely and relaxed, and they can pick up some props from the haunted house.

Li Hongsong surrounded his face with bandages stained with red ink, leaving only one eye open. He said in a queasy voice, "Do I look like the bandage weirdo in Conan?"

Zhang Baijing and Nan Yu each held a broken arm.

Even Song Yiqi took a crutch and jumped forward on one leg.

The most outrageous thing was Tu Qianqian, who came to the haunted house like a bandit entering the village. In addition to wearing a bandage and holding the fat ghost's hammer in her hand, she even intercepted a wheelchair!

The director who had only been focusing on the haunted house group for a long time had a splitting headache. How could these people be more ghosts than ghosts, especially Tu Qianqian? That was someone else's wheelchair. Why did you "borrow" someone else's wheelchair?

Looking at the camera, Tu Qianqian sat down in a wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair forward quickly. The people next to him were on crutches, holding a hammer in their hands, holding a toilet in their hands, and holding a mannequin in their hands. The one holding a severed limb and broken arm, and the one wearing a white coat holding a stethoscope.

The more the director watched, the more his heart ached. Did he come to the haunted house on a mission?

You guys call this place your home!

The more I look at it, the more it looks like someone on the run.

*

Pushing open the back door, Tu Qianqian jumped out of the wheelchair, holding the wheelchair with one hand. There were steps under the back door and she couldn't sit anymore, so she stood up!

When we reached the ground, we sat down again.

Moreover, Tu Qianqian also discovered a new function: "This seems to be an electric wheelchair."

"Really?" Song Yiqi leaned on crutches and insisted on jumping down on one leg.

Mr. Murderer, who stood opposite them and waited for a long time without seeing anyone, couldn't help it anymore and came to the back door to wait in person.

But the group of people in front of me kept talking about how they used the props in the haunted house to cosplay.

"Ahem!" He lowered his voice and reminded the other party.

Zhang Baijing turned his head without finishing his thoughts and looked at a man standing opposite. He wore a mask that looked like old dead tree bark, with a ring of green hair attached to the outer edge of the mask. He was holding a claw hammer in his hand and looking at them.

Subconsciously, he noticed the hair extending on the mask and remembered Tu Qianqian's words.

"Your fur is green."