Seeing that the completion rate of the trial task exceeded 90%, Chen Ge's hanging heart was finally put back in his stomach.

This horror scene with a screaming index of two stars was a little simpler than he expected, probably because the ghosts in Twilight Middle School didn't specifically target him.

Halfway through the mission, he had already discovered that the ghosts in Dusk Middle School were not evil spirits and evil ghosts, and most of them, including the pen fairy, had no intention of harming people. The reason why Fan Yu's father was threatened by them was also because he was to blame and made his own mistakes first.

The most difficult part of the whole trial mission is the two side quests of the classroom and the deep well, and the mystery of the last classroom has not been solved so far, but he has just gone in to experience it, but fortunately, the ghosts of that class raised their noble hands and did not embarrass him; The task of the deep well was no less difficult than that of a classroom, and even with the help of the police, it took a night of digging to find the mouth of the well before dawn. If he alone relied on his strength, this side quest had little chance of success.

The trial task was completed, the new scene was unlocked, Chen Ge was satisfied, and as for the hidden props rewarded at the end, he didn't really care too much. Legend has it that the pen fairy can predict the future and bad luck, but that's just a legend, and this pen fairy of his own doesn't seem to know anything, and he is very unprincipled and undisciplined.

The rain finally stopped all night, and the police of the Xicheng Police Station did not treat Chen Ge badly, and after making a simple record, they drove him away.

The police were dispatched urgently, the police in the car were so tired that they fell asleep directly, Chen Ge moved his body to try to make more space for the other party, and no one spoke along the way, very quiet.

At six o'clock in the morning, Chen Ge returned to New Century Paradise.

I don't know if it's because of the yin pupils, or if it's a matter of long-term contact with evil spirits, Chen Ge always feels a little cold in his body.

Undazed, he lay on the bed in the staff lounge, and when he opened his phone, he found that there were several missed calls and more than a dozen text messages inside.

Most of them were called from Heshan, mainly asking Chen Ge if there was any accident and whether he needed to call the police.

Flipping to the bottom of the mailbox, Chen Ge unexpectedly saw a message from Dr. Gao, and the other party left a message saying that Fan Yu's condition was likely to be related to his relatives, so Chen Ge should pay more attention.

The text message was sent at half past twelve in the evening, when Fan Yu's aunt had already made a showdown with Chen Ge.

After texting back to Heshan and Dr. Gao, Chen Ge opened the short video platform and clicked on his personal homepage.

"The live broadcast lasted for four hours, and there was no communication with the barrage during the whole process, and the broadcast was closed a few times in the middle, and the popularity was going to drop miserably."

After controlling Aunt Fan Yu, Chen Ge considered that it would involve Fan Yu's privacy as a child, so he directly turned off the live broadcast.

He didn't have time to explain to the sailors, and the situation didn't allow him to be distracted at the time.

After the homepage was loaded, Chen Ge glanced at it casually, and suddenly found that the collection in his live broadcast room had skyrocketed to 39,000.

"I remember that before the broadcast, the collection was less than 10,000, what happened in the live broadcast room last night?"

He has been busy with side quests, and it is completely a live broadcast of Buddhism, in line with the principle of deceiving one if he can enter the pit, and he will not lose anyway, but he didn't expect to have an unexpected gain.

When Chen Ge couldn't figure out the situation, Heshan's phone called, and as soon as he connected it, he heard a noisy voice over there: "Boss! I knew you were alive! ”

Chen Ge directly ignored Heshan's exclamation and asked, "What happened in the live broadcast room last night?" Why have my favorites and followers increased so much? ”

"As soon as you started broadcasting yesterday, your popularity rose, but it was very slow. It wasn't until you started playing the pen fairy game that someone posted on the platform to break the news that Qin Guang had plagiarized, and then uploaded your first live broadcast video. Heshan's voice became louder, and he just wanted to fight for Chen Ge: "Qin Guang imitated your reasoning process in the live broadcast room, and invited an actor to play the murderer, and the scene layout and some lines are exactly the same as your last live broadcast!" It's already a real hammer, but Qin Guang's fans still refuse to admit it, they slandered you under the post, and framed you for following the trend and imitating. ”

"That's supposed to be the invited sailor, right?"

Many people went to Qin Guang's live broadcast room to ask, but Qin Guang pretended not to see it, not only did he not respond, but he also banned everyone who mentioned your live broadcast room. However, when he started broadcasting last night, his popularity was as high as 800,000, and the resources of the whole platform promoted him, the barrage was fast, and there were always fish that slipped through the net, and a small number of curious people ran to your live broadcast room after seeing it. The more Heshan spoke, the more excited he became: "Don't look at your highest popularity last night, only 50,000, but there were passers-by, water army, trolls, Qin Guang fans and your water friends gathered inside, it was really a scuffle!" There is no room management in your live broadcast room to maintain order, and the broadcast has been suspended for half an hour, and various barrages in the live broadcast room are still swiping the screen. That's right! Just because of this scuffle, you seem to be on the live broadcast popularity list in the midnight period, and few newcomers can squeeze into that list. ”

Chen Ge can imagine the chaotic scene in his live broadcast room last night, but it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and the number of favorites and followers has indeed skyrocketed.

He is not short of good content now, what he lacks is exposure.

"Take your time, this is my second livestream." After chatting with Heshan for a few more words, Chen Ge hung up the phone.

He looked through the private messages of water friends on the short video platform, most of them were meaningless curses, and some passers-by who were not used to seeing Qin Guang firmly stood on Chen Ge's side and spoke strongly.

At the end, Chen Ge found a somewhat familiar trumpet, and the avatar was the same as the original account of the studio. The other party left him a message, warning him not to make small moves behind his back, otherwise he would not be able to get along on this platform.

If other anchors see this, they will probably be afraid and anxious, but Chen Ge is different, live broadcasts and short videos are just his means of promoting haunted houses.

Casually deleted this trumpet, Chen Ge exited the short video page and took out his black phone.

"Twilight Middle School (2 stars on the Scream Index): This scene has been set up and can be visited on the basement level."

"Note: Dusk Sun Middle School is a four-star horror scene psychic ghost school branch scene, the area is equivalent to twice the ordinary horror scene, please familiarize yourself with the internal mechanism before putting it into use."

After reading the prompt message on the black phone, Chen Ge sat up from the bed: "The area is twice that of an ordinary horror scene?" Shouldn't you move in half of Dusk Middle School? ”

He put on his shoes and ran to the zombie resurrection night scene on the first floor, removed the plank, and looked down.

The abandoned underground parking lot has completely changed, the staircase still bears the traces of fire, the dark corridors are littered with unfinished exam papers, the classroom doors are ajar, the desks and chairs are toppling, and there are faint dark shadows shuttling through.