Reverse C debut of the whole company

Xiaoqian was very polite: "Excuse me, are we already in the process of filming?"

Photographer: "...Really?"

Xiaoqian made a pleading gesture, "Please don't broadcast this episode, sorry, thank you very much! Before I, I start filming... I still have to ask, what script am I acting in? I came in too fast and didn't have time to get it .”

The crosstalk actor next to him had a round face and a very festive smile: "You are so interesting, you dare to directly ask the program team about the script. It seems that you have never seen you in the circle before? Are you a newcomer?"

"I haven't officially debuted yet. According to you, I'm probably an amateur." Xiaoqian nodded, "I'm an employee of Gu Gu Gu Gu Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga Entertainment Brokerage Co., Ltd. Hello."

Upon hearing the company's name, everyone fell silent.

Xiaoqian immediately received the admiring gazes of everyone in the room, "...I understand, I understand, needless to say! You must be tomorrow's traffic, hello girl, what's your name?"

One of the little idols with a sunny and healthy appearance said: "Sister Xiaoqian looks really good-looking, I will make an appointment for the pendant on sister Xiaoqian's leg in advance."

After setting the goal of doing a good job, Xiaoqian has urgently learned the common sense of life in modern society under the guidance of her colleagues, and understands that this pendant is not another pendant, so she said straightforwardly: "Yes."

At this time, this lively program is a resident guest, and at this time, I don't know what kind of thigh I am hugging.

And the female singer who had been indifferent and quiet since Xiaoqian came here just now suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Zhaobao belongs to your company?"

Xiaoqian: "Yes, does my sister know Director Xiao?"

This female singer usually has an unkind and cold face in the circle, and she opened her mouth and said: "Not only do I know each other, but I am a fan of your Ouhuang! Let your Ouhuang sign a face photo for me? I I have nothing to do, I just want to hang out at home to gather European energy, and see if I can make a fortune."

"Ah... this, can I try?"

The high-cold female singer became naive in a second: "Then you are so kind! I will treat you to dinner when I get it. I am trying to buy lottery tickets to try to make a fortune in the past few months. If I win 1000 million, I will quit the circle. By the way... I watched the video of Ouhuang beating a bear on the street, is he a master of martial arts?"

Xiaoqian smiled and dealt with this foolishness, "Director Zhaobao... He is an existence in our company that no one dares to hate except the boss."

The artist next to him who had been silent all this time cheered up and asked, "I said... is Xiaoqing really a man?"

To this question, Xiaoqian gave an affirmative answer, causing the male artist to fall to the ground with his heart in his hands and break his heart manually.

Maybe it's because the outside world has too much curiosity about Chuhua's company, Xiaoqian, who is not very good at creating topics, unexpectedly failed to keep the conversation cold after everyone asked me one by one.

After all, this sealing company...is too mysterious!Not to mention the people who eat melons, even colleagues are extremely curious about it.

There are several hot spots on the whole platform in a week, but they never accept interviews. All the artists are tightly covered, and some people even start to analyze that this is hunger marketing.

It's fine if there are few works, at least you can brag about their company's selected announcements, but these high-traffic artists don't show their faces and don't open every day, so it's a bit unreasonable, right?

The whole company exudes a lazy and Buddhist atmosphere.

It is said that even the impeccable Yuji cannot find the location of the sealing company.

This statement is very strange. Two days ago, they also heard that a notorious paparazzi in the circle went to the seal company, but got lost in the place for two nights and a day. He beat the wall in the mass grave, and was frightened and seriously ill when he came out. one game.

...Although everyone said that this story was not realistically compiled, it also shows the difficulty of interviewing this company.

Xiaoqian, who entered as a replacement, is an employee of this mysterious company. She seems to have a good relationship with her colleagues, and she really knows the information about these high-profile artists.

The program team resolutely discovered the hot spot of the show, and the camera came over and took pictures of Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqian came to live with them not long ago, and she hasn't gotten to know each of her colleagues very well. She picked out some appropriate questions and answered them, and didn't say anything about other questions.

And these first-hand interview materials exposed by Xiaoqian are enough to make this program have enough attention.

But this program can't be turned into an interview with the company's personal director. After the participating artists had enough fun, they all got back to business and withdrew the topic of the variety show itself.

Everyone began to inquire about the "one point" that Xiaoqian said, and they all speculated on possible plots to create some program effects.

Xiaoqian replied from the bottom of her heart: "That's when the yin energy is at its heaviest. When the yin is weak, the yang is born."

Everyone thought that she meant that she couldn't reveal it, and they all understood and stopped asking.

It seems that the program crew will not continue to make troubles until one o'clock in the morning when the atmosphere is the most terrifying, but looking at the current time, they still have to wait for a long time.

I can't sleep, I can't sleep, and I'm idle.The crosstalk actor took the lead and took out his mobile phone, "Do you want to connect online?"

Xiaoqian's eyes lit up immediately, but she hesitated: "Why... can we play games while working?"

"Can play and play!" Sunshine's male idol flickered together, "As long as the camera over there is on, we can count as working playing games!"

After hearing this, Xiaoqian was very happy: "...that's great, I want to find a job that can play games in the future."

Five of them just got together for a table. Except for Xiaoqian, who also ordered food, and another male artist who was new to the game, the rest were all familiar hands.

The team of five formed a team, and they were quickly matched.

The photographer next to him was a little confused, "Hey... Didn't you say that the signal in the western building is not good?"

Xiaoqian took a vigilant look, fearing that they would disturb her game work, she quickly made small moves.

The staff was stunned, and finally rang to try to contact the outside world with the mobile phone, but found that the network was very strange. Apart from being able to connect to the Internet to play games, nothing else could be done.

There is no IT among the staff present, and it is very confusing to encounter this kind of double-standard wifi, so we have to wait slowly, hoping that the contact with the outside world can be restored as soon as possible.

The time of playing games is only happy, and two hours have passed without knowing it, and the time has passed the second morning.

It was at this time that everyone began to feel strange.

First of all, from the open porch door, you can see that the long lights in the corridor outside go out all at once.It seemed that there was an invisible wind that took away all the bright temperature.

Not only that, the gust of wind also carried the voice of a woman weeping faintly, blowing into the lounge unabated.

The room temperature plummeted.

Even the originally bright headlights on the ceiling exploded with a bang, leaving only some small lights in the corner flickering like a black and white screen losing signal. Coupled with the cool wind, it was carefully crafted to create a supernatural effect.

A photographer took a peek, and was chilled by the wind, feeling that something was wrong.

The artist who quit halfway through the recording before didn't know how he was doing now. This newcomer who called himself Nie Xiaoqian was really new to fill in.

The five people who were immersed in the game in the lounge did not have such concerns. Xiaoqian looked up at the door and immediately focused on the screen.

"Xiaoqian, all the ult moves are targeted at the face, don't let him run away!"

Xiaoqian said seriously, "Okay, I got it."

The open door continued to blow gusts of biting wind into the lounge, even the cross talk master who ranked the highest and played the best among these people felt it, and was almost decapitated by the opponent for a mistake.

Seeing that the actions of the same race over there actually began to affect the performance of the king's teammates, Xiaoqian frowned, and all the flickering lights in the room immediately glowed honestly, and stopped flickering and standing at attention.

Xiaoqian hooked her fingers, and the door slammed in the opposite direction, and she forced a wave of conclusions: "Maybe it was a trap deliberately set up by the program team? Ah, some people are coming from the middle, let's get rid of this side first .”

The staff in this Western-style building broke out in a cold sweat on the spot, this... this really wasn't their doing!

The five guests quickly established a relationship through the game, even if the overhead lights were off, they couldn't take their eyes off the screen.

The sunny and talkative boy yelled: "Xiaoqian, Brother Dayang, Hanhan, don't let him run away...Fuck him! Push that tower!"

It was the first time Xiaoqian was entrusted with an important task in the game, and suddenly felt that the mission on her shoulders was extraordinary, "No problem, I will do it."

Just when the battle situation was at its most intense, the Wi-Fi that was originally full suddenly started to fluctuate up and down, and there was a very excessive delay.

The originally harmonious group of five couldn't help exhaling, "***, you got stuck at the most enjoyable place?"

Xiaoqian frowned and stood up, putting her phone on the table for the first time.

She walked slowly to the front and looked into the abyss.

Then he asked with a sullen expression, "You dare to unplug my network cable? Do you really think you are the most beautiful kid in this ghost area?"

Everyone: "???"

The people who were forced to divert their attention from the game due to disconnection finally heard an ominous voice, and said with a pale face, "...you, did you hear the cry of a woman?"

"........."

After saying this, I really heard it, the voice seemed to come from close to the scalp, and it seemed to be far away.

Several artists looked at each other, and their expressions gradually became fearful: "The buddy from before came in and said that there were too many dirty things in this mansion. He would rather pay liquidated damages than quit the show..."

Everyone looked at each other, this scene was done so realistically, it was air-conditioned, the lights were blowing and weeping, the faces of both the staff and the participating artists were a little pale.

Especially looking at the cameraman's trembling hands while holding the camera, everyone gradually determined that this matter was not easy.

The crosstalk master suddenly pulled out a copy of "Selected Works of Marxism-Leninism-Mao" from his pocket, opened a page and read aloud.

The other male idol who had asked Xiaoqing, silently pulled out his jade carving of Buddha from his clothes, held the Dao talisman in his left hand, and took out the cross in his right hand. His defense method was a combination of Chinese and Western.

Then the female singer stole Zhaobao's photo from her pocket, held it high above her head, "Look at me—Ouhuang Possession!!!"

The last male artist who turned around ran to Xiaoqian's back, sat on the ground on the spot, and hugged Xiaoqian's leg.

Xiaoqian: "...Everyone cheer up, it's too depressing."

Everyone was asked by Xiaoqian gently, and felt embarrassed thinking about it, he was a little ashamed, she was still a girl, compared to the calm Xiaoqian, these elders were really too flustered.

Xiaoqian sighed: "Hurry up and grab your phone. We'll continue after we connect to the Internet. I haven't lost yet. I'm going out for a while and I'll be right back."

Before she had time to ask what this meant, Xiaoqian fell into the darkness on the spot under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The male idol holding Xiaoqian's thigh fell directly to the ground, looked at the open door in front of him with a shocked face, and ran back scrambling.

The crying of the woman, like a dark wind blowing the door, stopped abruptly the third second after Xiaoqian went out.

Xiaoqian was floating in the dark corridor, and easily found out the female ghost who made the discordant voice, trying to communicate well: "Speak well if you have something to say, don't touch the network cable at every turn."

The female ghost stuck out her tongue, hanging down to the point where it needed to be coded, and slowly turned up her pair of dark eyes without whites, and showed Xiaoqian a demented smile.

Xiaoqian grabbed the female ghost on the spot, "Time is money, understand? When we are about to win, no one can unplug my network cable."

The female ghost was still unwilling to speak properly, so Xiaoqian was in a hurry, and directly pushed the ghost to the ground to teach love among the same race.

As a ghost clan without a dimension wall, Xiaoqian pulled out the ghost who wanted to escape as soon as she reached out, and she was very sharp.About half a minute later, the ghost rolled over and begged for mercy, expressing that he had been beaten.

Xiaoqian dragged the already human-like ghost into the lounge.

Everyone: "??"

Looking at the woman dressed as a female ghost, the photographer was not sure if this was a script, so he took a camera and took a 360 round of the beautiful black hair with no dead ends.

However, this disheveled "group performer" put a WiFi box on his head at Xiaoqian's request and squatted in the corner to generate ghost power.

Xiaoqian rushed back to the table and picked up her mobile phone, "The other side has been pushed to the house, everyone hurry up!"

Everyone came back to their senses, picked up their phones immediately, and connected to the disconnected game.

The female ghost found out that she was crying after a while, "The ones who came in before were so useless, why are you so fierce?"

Because the disconnection time was too long, her own side suffered heavy losses. Just now, she was pushing into the opposite house, but now she is in the situation of being suppressed and beaten. Xiaoqian is inevitably in a bad mood, "Who...? Oh, you mean you came in before Those priests, where are they?"

The female ghost smiled as if taking revenge, her voice fluctuated near and far, making the whole lounge sound like the stereo in an ice cellar was turned on: "You want to find them? Haha, when you finish playing this game, you will always search for them." Not to them!"

That's not necessarily true.

Because this game can be hard to win, but it's pretty quick to lose.

The female ghost murmured: "Did you know? Those who want to go out, those who have already come in, will never be able to leave this house again in this cold winter..."

Xiaoqian stood up unhappily, went over with her mobile phone, squatted in the corner and hit her on the head like knocking on a carrot: "Be careful, limit the current and slow down the network without unplugging the network cable? Do you think you are a network disk? Do you still want to go out and talk with me alone?"

Female ghost: "..."

She had no choice but to restore the internet speed aggrievedly.

The crosstalk actor heard something wrong from this conversation, and took a second to probe, "Isn't this woman a staff member?"

Xiaoqian turned her head immediately: "You missed the monster just now."

For some reason, Xiaoqian has an inexplicable force that people believe in at this time. The cross talk actor decided to give up thinking and play games seriously with his head down.

Female ghost: "??"

Can you still give her some dignity as a ghost?

But... the female ghost gradually revealed a sinister smile under her hair.

It's about to be the time when the yin energy is at its peak, and the fellow in front of him who doesn't know why he is helping the human race doesn't know that there is a large formation that takes people's lives in operation below.

Results are coming soon.

So she is not in a hurry, because her companions will come to rescue her soon.

……

"Xiao Liang, how long has it been since Xiaoqian went in?"

Xiao Liang said anxiously, "It's been... more than two hours."

The weather at night has cooled down, looking at this western-style building with no lights at all and perfectly blended into the night, one can feel the chill from the heart.

"It's almost time, I have to go in and have a look."

In the dark night, Chuhua pushed open the creaking old door, "Let's go, chef."

As soon as you walk into the building, you can feel the ghostly atmosphere and the biting cold wind inside.

They are not ordinary people, and they can feel that something is wrong in the building.

Chu Hua unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with a solemn expression, and rubbed the skin around his throat.

There was a flash of light on the side of his neck, and Ginseng asked in surprise, "What is this?"

Chuhua just smiled, but didn't speak. He was so nervous that his smile froze, just like his little claws on Ginseng's shoulders.

Ginseng, who is not afraid of ghosts, and Chuhua, who is afraid of ghosts but claims to be able to fight, walked into this haunted house together.

After entering the house, they quickly determined the direction.

Chuhua stopped and pointed to his feet.

Ginseng suddenly said: "There is still a basement...Maybe the humans who were trapped here before were all locked up below, shall we go and have a look?

Chuhua nodded.

The two of them searched on the first floor, and found a passage leading to the basement in a corner cabinet, only then did Ginseng realize that something was wrong.

Since entering this western-style building, Chuhua hasn't spoken a word.

The more they went down, the colder it became. The passage leading to the underground was sticky, wet, and narrow. After finally smearing the darkness, they came to an open basement.

The green miasma filled the basement, and there was a dark red formation on the ground, and in the center were Master Xiaoliang who was tied into rice dumplings and a group of humans. They seemed to have been seriously injured, and their lips were purple. unconscious.

And the dozens of ghosts surrounding this formation, after hearing the noise, turned their heads silently on the spot, staring at the uninvited visitor at the entrance.

Ginseng standing in front of Chuhua began to tremble, "Mr. Chu, there are too many ghosts here, and we are very likely...to be on the street."

Too many ghosts were waiting around, and one could even hear heavy breathing like a broken bellows one after another.

Chuhua didn't dare to look at it, so he just lowered his head and took out his phone, "Play music randomly."

Just six simple and unpretentious words, but like a tsunami, it caused soul-piercing damage to the ginseng who was close at hand.

Ginseng closed its eyes, turned into a prototype on the spot, and fell from the sky.

Chuhua caught the chef, and after the cheerful prelude passed, he took a deep breath, and said with a thunderbolt, "Pull your teeth, pull your teeth, pull your teeth~ Pull your teeth, pull your teeth, pull your teeth!"

Li Gui: "..."

The author has something to say: Ao Bing: ... I have something to say about Mr. Chu's singing

"Pull tooth, pull tooth, pull tooth ~ pull tooth, pull tooth, pull tooth ~"

from tooth extraction song (bushi

In fact, it is the empty ear lyrics of the 1982 Japanese classic song "Third Year's Disagreement and Thoughts and Change"