This heavenly master is not serious

"Do you have scripts for your live broadcasts?"

"Nonsense, how can we broadcast live without a script?"

Looking at the "script" composed of several pages of A4 paper in his hand, Xu Yang asked curiously: "When Taozi danced live, her shoulder straps broke and her breasts were exposed...it was exposed. Is this also a script?"

Photography smiled and did not answer.

He pointed to the script and first talked about the "story background" of this live broadcast, which was the ins and outs of the rumored "school supernatural incident".

"We will start broadcasting on time at 12 o'clock."

"When the time comes, you will hide in the third-grade classroom at the back..."

"We will explore from classroom to classroom, and when you enter the third-grade classroom, you will rush out."

Said.

Dengdengdeng ran to the car and brought a set of clothes and a ghost face mask.

The clothes were all covered with strips of cloth, and there were some small bells tied to them, which kept jingling as they walked.

The ghost face mask has a green face and fangs. It feels soft and soft. At first glance, it is not an ordinary item that costs more than ten yuan at a roadside stall.

"Pretend well, Sister Taozi agreed. If the live broadcast is good, I will give you a thousand yuan as a reward."

The photographer took a look at the time and said, "It's 12 o'clock in 3 minutes. Hurry up and hide..."

Xu Yang put on his clothes, put on his ghost face mask, and walked to the back of the campus.

There are two rows of classrooms on campus, and the front row is divided into two buildings.

There are three rooms in the building, one of which is an office and one is the school's "sports classroom", which is used to store books and sports equipment, such as hoops, skipping ropes, footballs, and basketballs.

There is also a "multimedia" classroom.

It was said to be multimedia. Maybe there were a few computers donated by the authorities in the school at that time, and students were occasionally allowed in to practice turning them on and off.

The remaining three are first-, second-, and fifth-grade classrooms.

There are iron signs outside the door, but they have been rusty for too long.

There are also three rooms in the back.

They are fourth grade and third grade classrooms respectively.

The two classrooms are adjacent to each other, and near the corner is a "warehouse" used to store brooms, brooms and other tools in the school. Of course, the most important thing is to store coal in winter.

Schools in mountain villages do not have heating, so they rely on stoves for heating in winter, which naturally involves burning coal.

Xu Yang did not forget the main purpose of his trip.

Playing ghost is just incidental.

He leaned against the window of the "fourth grade" classroom and shone in with the flashlight of his mobile phone.

The glass on the window had long been broken, and there was a lot of glass debris on the windowsill.

There were only a few dusty desks inside the windows, and there were obvious signs of burnt on the walls of the classroom.

This classroom was the classroom where the incident occurred.

Xu Yang looked at the classroom door again.

The classroom door is ajar.

The iron door, originally painted with green paint, turned dark brown due to rust and oxidation.

When I shine the flashlight on my cell phone, it looks like a stain of dried blood.

It's hot summer now.

But Xu Yang felt an icy cold air in the classroom.

Xu Yang, who has already practiced the "Flying Immortal to Save People Sutra", knows that this is caused by the long-term presence of evil spirits in the classroom.

"It seems that what is said on the Internet is correct, this place is indeed haunted..."

Anyway, Sister Taozi hadn't started broadcasting yet, so Xu Yang went to the warehouse next door to look around again.

There is a lot of debris accumulated in the warehouse, and there are some remaining cinders in the corner.

There is a hammer on the ground next to the cinders, which should have been used to break coal.

Xu Yang picked up the hammer and weighed it a few times.

Generous portions!

The handle of the hammer is a hard iron pipe, about a foot long, tightly welded to the hammer head.

"nice one!"

"When the time comes, I will put on a ghost face mask and rush out fiercely with a hammer. I guarantee that the show will be very effective!"

Xu Yang carried a hammer and got into the "third grade" classroom.

The third-grade classroom is similar to the fourth-grade classroom, except that there are no traces of fire damage on the walls. There are some wooden desks and stools scattered in the classroom. The teacher's desk and blackboard are relatively intact, and there are also hangings on the wall. Some "celebrity portraits" and famous quotes gathering dust.

Behind the classroom is a "learning world", which can be seen as a simple blackboard.

The students' excellent homework and art drawings were pasted on it. Some of them were torn off and some were left.

Xu Yang squatted in the back corner of the classroom, took out his mobile phone, and opened Sister Taozi's live broadcast.

She's back on air.

With the help of powerful beauty and filters, all the shortcomings of Sister Taozi are covered up. Her sexy figure is constantly swaying in front of the camera, and her snow-white eyes are charming.

Her tone was a bit coquettish, a bit pretentious and a bit mysterious, and she said to the camera: "Families in the live broadcast room, we have arrived at the rumored Dawa Elementary School... It is now 2023. It’s 23:57 on the evening of June 19th, which is almost 12:00 midnight.”

"Some new friends may want to ask, why did you choose to broadcast live at this point?"

"Because 12 o'clock at midnight is the time when yin and yang meet. It is said that at this time, evil spirits will come out to look for food. This time is the easiest time to encounter ghosts!"

"Okay, please follow Taozi and explore together..."

She first entered the school's "office". She deliberately created the atmosphere throughout the process, and she was nervous, and then from sometimes making voices such as "ah" and "Yeah", which stir up the heartstrings of many LSP audiences.

Especially her figure is great.

Wear clothes that highlight your "career line\

,"Every time when "frightened", the flower branches tremble wildly, and the white flowers are very spectacular.

"Tsk tsk!"

Xu Yang clicked his tongue in surprise.

No wonder this woman is so popular!

soon.

Footsteps sounded.

Probably Sister Taozi and the others had finished "exploring" the classroom in the front row and started walking towards the back row.

Xu Yang put away his phone and tightened his grip on the hammer.

According to the arrangement of the "script", Sister Taozi and the others will arrive in the third-grade classroom later, and then they can rush out by themselves.

Sister Taozi will be so frightened that she will run away in a panic, and Xu Yang will give chase symbolically. She will choose to download the video "in panic" to gain eyeballs and attention.

at this time.

The sound of reading came from the classroom next door.

"Inscribed on the wall of the Western Forest, Su Shi."

“Looking at it horizontally, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights from near to far.”

"I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain."

When Xu Yang heard this, he couldn't help but said: "Yes, this female anchor knows the effect of live broadcast. She arranged this very well..."

"etc!"

"The sound of reading sounds like several children reading together. I didn't see anyone in the fourth-grade classroom just now!"

"It's the broadcast equipment they arranged in advance..."

“Is it still a real ghost???”

Xu Yang tightened his grip on the hammer in his hand.

He was not sure of his judgment and needed to wait for the female anchor's next move.

And at this moment.

Sister Taozi and her group also heard the sound of reading.

The barrages in the live broadcast room were densely packed, and suddenly there were more!

"Fuck!"

"The sound of reading!"

"There is really a ghost!"

"Honey, run away..."

A biting chill shot up from the soles of the feet to the sky!

Sister Taozi gritted her teeth and trembled, not knowing whether it was an act or a real reaction. She looked at the assistant beside her and whispered, "What's going on?"

assistant:"………"

Young assistant, how do you know what's going on?

Is this school really haunted, as the rumors say?

impossible!

This is impossible!

There are no ghosts in the world. We have explored so many places that are rumored to be haunted, but haven’t we encountered any ghosts at all?

She comforted herself in her heart and asked in a low voice: "Could it be the one who pretended to be a ghost who caused the ghost?"

at this time.

The sound of reading suddenly turned into a burst of children's singing.

"Small conch trumpet, beep beep beep."

"The seagulls spread their wings and fly away."

"Small conch trumpet, beep beep beep."

"Lang Hua smiled slightly after hearing this..."