The Playwright's Guide to First Love

The first prop Xie Wanxing and Fu Wenshan found was a white jade bracelet carved in the shape of an apricot flower. It was elegant and gentle, with an elegant and low-key luster, and it was not a cheap prop.

Xie Wanxing doubted that it was contributed by a female staff member of a program group.

This was found in a cabinet in the corridor on the second floor. When the cabinet was opened, there was a ghost hiding in it, roaring every minute to jump out to scare them.

As a result, Fu Wenshan, who didn't play cards according to common sense, quickly took the box away from the partition, and then pushed the "ghost" back with one hand, and locked the cabinet by the way.

This ghost school npc was locked in the darkness with a dazed expression on his face, and when he came back to his senses, he angrily knocked on the door in the cabinet, thump, thud, thud, louder and louder.

Fu Wenshan was calm and relaxed, pretending not to hear, sitting on the ground studying how to open the box.

Xie Wanxing: "..."

Is it really okay for you to bully the staff like this?

But after thinking about it for a second, he chose to join forces with Fu Wenshan, ignoring the background sound behind him, squatting on the ground to study this prop with Fu Wenshan.

Fu Wenshan had already opened the box, revealing a small gray flannel bag and a card inside.

Inside the small bag is an apricot blossom bracelet made of white jade.

Xie Wanxing took out the card next to it, saw the beautiful handwriting on it by the light of the flashlight, and read it in a low voice.

"I received the bracelet you gave me. It looks like the apricot flower that I like. It's very beautiful. I was very unhappy during the daytime today, but wearing the bracelet you gave me, I don't even care about other people's ridicule. "

Fu Wenshan frowned after listening to this passage. He didn't have a gentle and sensitive heart, but felt that the words on the card were so sour.

Xie Wanxing turned the card over again, and saw that the front of the card was a single photo of a girl. The background was probably summer. She was wearing a blue dress, with a thin waist, a delicate face, and a gentle and shy smile. .

The program team didn't give them many hints. The task assigned was to let them liberate the souls of the dead here, but they didn't tell them any details about 20 years ago, saying that they would naturally find out in the process of exploration.

Han Jiujiu, the unjust one, pushed his glasses and said cruelly, "Of course, if you don't connect this story in the end, of course it will be considered a failure of the mission."

"Could this be the remains of one of the female students who died 20 years ago?" Xie Wanxing looked at the card and thought, "She should have a lover, since this lover appeared as a clue, it must be useful later. "

Fu Wenshan hummed perfunctorily, thinking that the show crew must be playing tricks again, for people like them who advocate violence to solve problems, the only way to get rid of the souls of the dead is to beat them until they agree to reincarnate.

Can people reason with the dead?cannot.

Xie Wanxing put the bracelet and the card in the bag, and patted Fu Wenshan on the shoulder, "Let's go, go to the third floor, there is another prop in the art room."

Of course Fu Wenshan had no objection. He stood up and naturally extended his hand to Xie Wanxing, "Then let's go."

Xie Wanxing struggled for less than three seconds, and chose the latter between handsome image and life-saving, and put his hand on it in a self-defeating manner.

He no longer dared to think about how his image of a tough guy would be shattered after the show aired.

·

When they walked up to the third floor, they met Zhou Ying and Wu Ran, and their second props were also in the art room.

When the four met in the corridor outside the art room, Wu Ran was calmly picking up the lock of the art room door with a piece of wire. His proficiency made one wonder whether he had other side jobs besides being a celebrity. .

Zhou Ying squatted tremblingly beside him, like a vigilant little mouse, always paying attention to the movement around him. When he found Xie Wanxing and Fu Wenshan coming, he first grabbed the bench on the ground and waited to see what happened. After knowing who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief and put the bench down again.

"Brother Xie, Brother Fu." He greeted the two obediently and lovingly.

The whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, and it is also very skillful at first glance.

Xie Wanxing didn't really want to ask what happened to them.

"Do you have props in there too?" Xie Wanxing asked, he looked down at his map, and found that there were indeed two asterisks marked in the art room.

"That's right, we just got one at the back of the first floor." Zhou Ying handed the prop she found to Xie Wanxing, it was an old photo.

This photo is already yellowed and old. On it are five girls wearing the same clothes, rehearsing vocal music together.

Fu Wenshan went over to chat with Wu Ran. ,

Xie Wanxing put the two props together and found that the girl in the blue dress on the card he just got was one of the five girls who were rehearsing vocal music.

She stood at the position closest to the left, a little distant from the other four people, everyone was smiling, only she was not smiling, and there seemed to be a faint haze between her brows.

But outside the window of the vocal music classroom is a peach blossom in full bloom. The peach blossom is pink and tender, and the color is delicate and beautiful. Standing beside this peach blossom, even if she doesn't smile, her delicate face has a girlish beauty.

"No, five people died 20 years ago, but there were only four female students, and one was a male teacher." Xie Wanxing looked at the photo again and again, "There are five girls on it. The extra one ,who is it?"

Zhou Ying was covered in goosebumps by what he said, and just about to say something, there was a click from Wu Ran.

"The door is open." Wu Ran said.

Zhou Ying immediately stopped caring about the photos, and ran to Wu Ran's place. He was really afraid of ghosts, but he was also very curious. He wanted to take a look in the art room while being afraid.

Wu Ran stepped aside kindly, and smiled to let Zhou Ying come to the door.

Zhou Ying only glanced through the crack of the door, then slammed the door shut again, and looked at Wu Ran with a face full of tears.

"The show crew is crazy!" He said in a broken voice, "Who would put the coffin in the art room!"

Xie Wanxing was aroused by his words, so he also walked over and asked Fu Wenshan, "What's in it?"

Fu Wenshan leaned against the door and smiled lazily at him, "Why don't you take a look yourself?"

Xie Wanxing thought about it, probably because of the large number of people, his courage also returned a little.

"Just look at it."

He leaned over to the door, opened a crack, and peeked inside secretly.

As a result, they met a pair of eyes head-on, looking straight at him.

Facing the crack of the door, there was a full-body plaster statue. The moment the door opened, the plaster statue opened its eyes, stared straight at the guests who were about to enter, and showed a stiff smile.

And the whole room is densely packed with such plaster statues.

It is impossible to tell which is the staff pretending to be and which is the real plaster.

In the very middle of the room lay a dark coffin.Bound by thick chains, it looks ominous at first glance.

Xie Wanxing slammed the door shut.

Zhou Ying patted him on the shoulder with an expression that I understood.

Of course Wu Ran and Fu Wenshan were the last to go in to get the props.

Two props, one hidden in the coffin and one hidden on the bookshelf.

Zhou Ying and Xie Wanxing cowardly squatted side by side outside.

Zhou Ying said, "I bet there is someone in the coffin."

Xie Wanxing, "Coincidentally, I think so too."

The two of them were talking when they heard Fu Wenshan's voice from the art room, "It's strange, there is no one in the coffin, I thought the program team would set up a trap."

Xie Wanxing and Zhou Ying glanced at each other, wondering inwardly, when they suddenly felt a shadow fall in front of them.

The two swallowed at the same time.

Out of the corner of their sight, a pair of feet appeared, wearing strange black cloth shoes, and a little further up was a blue robe.

They raised their heads tremblingly, and saw a man in a blue gown with extremely fair complexion, extremely red lips, thick black eyebrows and hair, looking at them expressionlessly.

·

Fu Wenshan and Wu Ran had already obtained two props, they closed the coffin again, and were about to go out when they suddenly heard two screams from outside.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh mom! Help!!" This is Zhou Ying.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!!

Fu Wenshan almost laughed, but he rushed out of the door together with Wu Ran.

I saw Zhou Ying and Xie Wanxing tremblingly hugging each other, all huddled in the corner, and opposite them stood a man dressed in a similar ancient costume, with a handsome face and a tall figure, looking down at them indifferently.

But the strange thing is that this person didn't attack them like other staff pretending to be ghosts, just stood there quietly.

Seeing Fu Wenshan and Wu Ran come out, each with a bat in his hand, looking eager to fight, his expression obviously collapsed for a moment.

But he didn't do anything in the end, and left silently.

The four of them watched the man in green go up the stairs and gradually disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

Zhou Ying and Xie Wanxing were still hugging each other, Zhou Ying's little face was pale with fright, she blinked and asked Xie Wanxing, "Brother, is he really a staff member? He can't be a real ghost, right?"

Xie Wanxing replied weakly, "No, he has feet, and Ah Piao has no feet."

Reasonable and logical.

Zhou Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

·

They were not in a hurry to go upstairs, but squatted together to study the third and fourth props that had just been taken out of the art room.

One is a newspaper from 20 years ago.

One is a diary.

Before studying the props, Xie Wanxing asked Fu Wenshan strangely, "Where did your baseball bats come from?"

"I found it in the art room and took it away."

Xie Wanxing was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but reminded, "Threats to the staff will also be complained, you two must not flirt."

Fu Wenshan was suspicious and silent for a while, then sighed helplessly, "Got it."

No matter how Xie Wanxing heard it, it sounded like she was unwilling.

Several people studied the props together with flashlights.

I saw that the old newspaper reported a suicide case. More than 20 years ago, in this Peiying High School, a girl named Luo Xiaoxing jumped from the fifth floor and committed suicide. She was 17 years old at the time, a few days away It was her birthday, and the college entrance examination was less than a few days away.

This newspaper published a photo of Luo Xiaoxing before she was alive, it was the delicate girl in the blue dress on the card.

The newspapers said that she had been mentally unstable, sometimes talking to herself, and having severe depression, which eventually led to suicide.

"This girl is so miserable." Zhou Ying whispered, "Is she one of the female students who died 20 years ago?"

Xie Wanxing originally thought the same way, but now he felt that something was wrong.

He remembered the words on the back of the card, and the apricot blossom bracelet.

"I don't think so."

He went to the second diary.

Once opened, the owner of the diary had Luo Xiaoxing's name written on it.

Many pages in the diary have been torn out, and most of the handwriting is blurred, but the few remaining pages can feel the sad and disturbed mood of the protagonist.

"I was splashed with water again. It's really annoying. I only have this school uniform. What are we going to do tomorrow?"

"I was blocked in the dark and slapped. It was obvious. The teacher saw it, but he still said it was a joke among classmates."

……

A few words revealed Luo Xiaoxing's situation.Isolated, targeted, and violently treated.

But there is nowhere to ask for help.

The few people looking through with flashlights couldn't help but look a little heavy.

But in the last few pages of the diary, the painting style suddenly changed.

"The weather is fine today. I met a strange boy. I know he's not human, but I'm a monster who can see ghosts. There's nothing wrong with him."

"Today is April [-]th. I received a gift for the first time. He gave it to me. It's really strange. Where did he find human things? Isn't he a ghost? But it doesn't matter whether it's a human or a ghost. I like him a lot."

Seeing this, Zhou Ying cried out, "This girl can also psychic, she is a psychic just like us!"

Several other people looked at him silently... This kid is quite into the show, and he has not forgotten his identity as a psychic at this time.

But this is the last page of the diary, and all the content after that is gone, as if it was destroyed by something.

Xie Wanxing closed the notebook, thoughtful, although there were only four props, but he had almost connected the story together.

He looked at Fu Wenshan and said, "You probably guessed what the story was about, right? School violence, girls who jumped from upstairs, apricot blossom bracelets, boys who are not human."

At first, he thought it was a story of five souls who died unjustly, and the task assigned by the program group was to let the souls rest in peace, but now it seems that this may be a story of a lover of a victim of school violence who came to revenge.

Fu Wenshan put the club on the ground, he didn't say anything, just nodded.

Wu Ran put away the two props that belonged to them, and said, "Let's go, we should meet up on the fifth floor. I don't know if Xiao Jia and Yuan Xi'er have arrived. Speaking of which, I didn't meet them on the way, and I didn't hear the girl screaming either."

Zhou Ying was still asking, "What do you know?? Why don't I know anything?" Hearing this, he showed a horrified expression, "Yeah, they shouldn't be screaming in fright, even I He and Brother Xie, who are so indomitable and upright, are so frightened, are they fainted by fright?"

Xie Wanxing covered his face silently, he didn't quite dare to recognize the title of "a man who stands up to the sky", he could imagine how this episode would be ridiculed if it was released.

·

The four of them moved to the conference room on the fifth floor together.

Perhaps it was because of the increase in the number of people. Although there were still many ghosts ambushing the road, Xie Wanxing was no longer so afraid.

Fu Wenshan and Wu Ran are like two walking cheats, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

It would be bad luck for the "ghosts" in this school to meet them.

One of the "ghosts" who was too late to retract was caught by them again. After being tied up, Fu Wenshan showed the props they found to this green-faced ghost with fangs expressionlessly.

He said very naturally: "My friend, you should know the story behind these props, right? We are not bad people. If you tell me the story clue, I will let you go."

The "ghost" who was tied up: "..."

Who is the villain between us?

Why the hell are you more skilled than me? !

Standing behind Fu Wenshan, Wu Ran didn't say anything, but smiled coldly, and twirled the club in his hand.

Ghost: "..." I really want to go home, Ma Ma, I quit this shitty job!

Xie Wanxing sat on the small bench next to Zhou Ying, holding the apricot blossom bracelet in his hand, but he didn't research anything.

But he believes that when they leave the building, complaints from the staff will come like snowflakes.

·

Inside the shooting center, the director team looked at the four people in the camera with black lines on their faces.

The chief director wiped his face tiredly, "This is really the most difficult class I have ever seen."

What about being scared to the crap?

Who allowed you to kidnap the staff in turn?

It just doesn't make sense!

Han Jiujiu was also watching with the director team. He took half a small organic cucumber in his hand, and gnawed it non-stop, while frantically recalling whether he had offended these big guys these days.

Several other staff members were also whispering.

Staff A: "This time the haunted house team needs to raise their salary, it's too difficult. This is simply mental torture."

Staff B: "Next time, we need to check whether the guests have martial arts background. It's too much. This time, three of the six people practice martial arts, and even the model has learned Sanda. How can she be so thin when she is so thin!"

Staff C just went to eat lunch, didn't look at the camera at all, heard the words and leaned over curiously, "Are you talking about those two female guests? Shouldn't they be scared and cry?"

Xiao Jia and Yuan Xi'er both looked weak and weak, and at first glance they were the favorite targets of intimidation by ghosts.

"No wonder! Look for yourself!" Staff A angrily moved away and let Staff C see for himself, "That female model is even worse than these people!"

Staff C took a closer look and saw that Yuan Xier and Xiao Jia's group was far ahead, and they were already sitting at the door of the conference room on the fifth floor.

And in front of them, there was also a ghost who couldn't move, looking up at the ceiling like a salted fish.And right next to this ghost, there is a smashed wooden cabinet. From the degree of broken door, it is not difficult to guess how it was treated during its lifetime.

That's where the last prop was stored.

Yuan Xi'er and Xiao Jia completely ignored the gloomy surroundings, and found a chair for each, talking and laughing to exchange skin care experience.

Don't take the dignity of this ghost school seriously!

All staff: "..."

Why do these guests love to tie up ghosts so much... Can you show me some face?

There is silence in the shooting center, only the chirping of insects outside the window, which fills this summer with a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.