Chapter 62: Self-directed and self-acted
Bai Du refused Mo Shu's thanks without pretentiousness, and bowed deeply for 30 seconds before Mo Shu slowly got up, and he sat back opposite Bai Shu: "You can say what you need me to do, I will definitely do my best." β
"It's just a few small things, I need the ownership of Tianyang Primary School, and all the permits and procedures needed to transform it into a film and television base."
"I originally wanted to use Tianyang Primary School as a bargaining chip to blackmail you into working for the Soul Hunting Institute, but now don't talk about Tianyang Elementary School, even if you want to be the director of the Soul Hunting Institute in H City!"
"No, no, no."
Mo Shu just said casually, Bai Twilight actually took it seriously, and fortunately, Bai Twilight refused because of the trouble, otherwise the atmosphere would be awkward.
Twilight adds details about the transformation of the elementary school into a film and television base, and Mo Shu calls his assistant to write them down, wondering why Twilight is so keen on making movies.
Twilight has dreamed since childhood, and this excuse is perfunctory.
Everything is negotiated, and the cumbersome formalities are left to Mo Shu, and Twilight only needs to recruit directors, actors, and screenwriters, and the long-planned plan is finally carried out, and Twilight is relieved.
"About Doctor Mo's puppet...."
Gu Wei's situation is also one of the purposes of Bai Dui's trip.
"There is a ghost inside that puppet, but she has a docile temperament and can communicate, coupled with your guarantee, the senior management of the institute decided to give her the opportunity to become a special spirit master after discussion, and she is currently training in a closed environment."
"Take care of her a little more, thank you."
Mo Shu solemnly promised: "You can rest assured of this. β
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Bai Dui left the Spiritual Detention Center, he thought about it and didn't go back to the elementary school directly, and after greeting Yu Xiaoya with the red silk link, he called a taxi to the largest shopping mall.
When he knew that He Qing had become a geist, a new plan was brewing in his heart, and he planned to take this opportunity to implement it completely before the next dungeon began.
The ownership of the elementary school will be transferred to Twilight tomorrow morning, and the next quest will start at twelve midnight three days later, barely in time.
Bai Du directly found the largest mobile phone point, purchased a lot of live broadcast equipment, and asked about the specific matters of live broadcasting, his idea was not to broadcast live by himself.
His plan is to let He Qing return to his old profession and use self-directed and self-acting live broadcasts to frighten emotional viewers who have a boring life and need a slight terror adjustment without making a profit.
After the purchase, the sky was completely dark, and the cold wind was rampant on the streets, and it was only 8 o'clock, but the square was already inaccessible.
When I called a car to return to Tianyang Primary School, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening, and as soon as she stepped into the elementary school, Yu Xiaoya had already teleported from the teaching building to Bai Dui, like a wife looking forward to her husband's return.
"You're back?" Yu Xiaoya's eyebrows flashed with a smile and said childishly.
"Well, I'm back." Twilight responds with childishness.
Looking at each other without words, all emotions were written in each other's eyes, she was worried, and he was pity.
When she saw that he had returned safely, she was reassured.
He was glad to see her smiling.
At dawn the next morning, Bai Dui found He Qing's trio with a large box of live broadcast equipment.
The He Qing trio stared blankly at the equipment, looking at each other at a loss.
Twilight explained, "I need you to do me a favor, and of course I'm paid. β
As soon as they heard that there was a reward, He Qing suddenly became interested, and the two complained that He Qing saw that the money was open-minded, and the greedy nature would not change even if he died, and this money was still so important to him?
The two of them didn't ask for much, although they had remorse and confusion when they just died, but under the special rules of Tianyang Primary School, they didn't feel any different from when they were alive, and even their bodies were lighter, and those stubborn diseases disappeared.
This is also the difference between a ghost and a ghost, resentment is born from the heart, and when resentment brings great power, it will also fill the ghost's heart with negative emotions, and under the influence of these negative emotions, the ghost will lose all feelings except pain.
Spirits don't, they don't have to affect their senses of taste, sight, or touch, and the pleasures that they can experience as humans can now be experienced as ghosts.
The two of them were relieved at the thought of this, and as long as Twilight was willing to take them in and give them a certain degree of protection, they would be content.
And Yu Xiaoya and the others are beyond this set of rules, and as they get in touch with Bai Dusk, their senses are gradually recovering.
"These live broadcast equipment are for you, what you have to do is to return to your old business, network, power and other problems, and it will be solved in the afternoon."
"There are a few important requirements to be made here." Bai Twilight took out a form and handed it to He Qing, which wrote the precautions during the live broadcast.
"You can direct and perform the content of the live broadcast, but you can't aim at making a profit, and you can't hint or influence the audience to give tips, and all the money from the audience must be returned."
When He Qing heard that he couldn't make money, he was anxious on the spot: "Why?!" Why do you go to great lengths to live broadcast without money? β
Bai Twilight patiently explained to him: "I naturally have my plan, I will pay you a salary, you just need to do what I say, it is definitely more than the reward received by the live broadcast, are you satisfied?" β
He Qing stopped talking, waiting for Bai Dui to continue.
"Then the degree of fright, it can't involve bloody, violent, curious content, it should have the effect of causing fright, but not leaving a psychological shadow on people."
This effect He Qing was most familiar with, and he didn't feel any problem, and nodded to show that he understood.
Twilight said a lot more details to make sure that all three of them listened, and they decided to conduct a trial livestream in the evening, and if it was feasible, it would officially start tomorrow.
In a flash, it was evening, the power returned to normal in the afternoon, except for a few classrooms and laboratory buildings that were not commonly used, the entire elementary school finally returned to light, and the network was also set up in the afternoon, Zhang Qianqian and Xiaoyuer were staying on the fourth floor staring intently at the TV, and when Yu Xiaoya and Bai Dui found He Qing's trio again, they were doing the final machine debugging.
Everything was ready, and He Qing logged in to his familiar live broadcast account.
As soon as I clicked to start the broadcast, some old fans entered the live broadcast room.
"Return of missing persons? Anchor: Are you cheating? β
"Grandpa! The anchors you follow are on the air! β
"RNM refunds!"
"Brother Refund may be late, but he will never be absent!"
He Qing looked at the familiar IDs in the barrage, and there were many inquiries about He Qing's condition.
He Qing has a warm heart and mixed feelings.
He has been an orphan since he was a child, and he didn't realize the concern he didn't experience during his lifetime, but he didn't expect these fans to give him after his death.
"Of course, when it's time to get the money, you still have to get it right!" He thought shamelessly.
This is followed by a brief introduction, using a weird story that has been thought out in advance to arouse the curiosity of the audience and raise the atmosphere.
He Qing began to perform according to the script, and at first the three soul exploration games were mediocre, and many people ridiculed them in the barrage.
"That's it?"
"I thought it was scary, nothing happened?"
"I grew up eating leopard gall, begging the anchor to scare me to death tonight!"
"Same as above, I grew up eating bear hearts, please increase the anchor's efforts and do something exciting!"
He Qing avoided the camera and leaked a bad smile: "This is what they asked for!" β
He winked at his companion 1 in the shadows, and the real climax of the night began.
"The next game can be described as extremely dangerous, just playing this game to kill as many as 15 people, the name of the game is "pulling turnips", the gameplay is very simple, is to close your eyes and walk on the path that is full of weeds, and at the same time silently sing the nursery rhyme of pulling turnips in your heart. β
"There are two consequences of the game, the first is that you get out of the path safely, nothing happens, of course this is the best result, and the other is...."
After the barrage came urging, he knew that the atmosphere had arrived, and then began to add unhurriedly.
"The second is that when you are halfway there, there will be a little girl singing, if you close your eyes and finish walking, nothing will happen, but if you can't help but be curious."
"You'll be buried in the ground by the little girl, and your head will be plucked up like a turnip!"
The barrage flew up at this time, some did not believe it, some were half-convinced, and some condemned He Qing.
"Where did you hear about the game? Don't make it up again, right? β
"The little girl will pick your head up and laugh at me, do you know how much strength it takes to pull out a human head?"
"It is recommended that the anchor test whether he can pull his head up first."
He Qing was a little moved when he saw this barrage, which was not very difficult for him, but if he really did this, the live broadcast room would definitely be finished, and he could only put away his mind and start the game of "pulling the carrot".
He arrives at the same path where he first met the nursery rhyme sisters, and Twilight had dimmed the street lights earlier, which made the weedy path even more eerie and filled with atmosphere.
And the nursery rhyme sisters and their companions were already ready, just waiting for He Qing's code to come, and then they performed a good show according to the plan during the day.
He Qing pointed the live broadcast screen to his face, put on an eye patch, and then held a selfie stick, and the live broadcast screen now shows He Qing with an eye patch, as well as his left side.
"Friends, I can't see the barrage for the time being, I'm going to start the game, and I'll reply to you one by one when I finish the game."
After He Qing finished speaking, he stepped on the cobblestone path and gently hummed the nursery rhyme of "pulling the radish".
In order to create an atmosphere, He Qing walked very slowly, and the audience in the live broadcast room slowly felt disappointed, just when the barrage brushed up words such as "boring" and "take off".
Mutation rises!
The live broadcast room suddenly sounded with a children's voice, and the children's voice was also humming the nursery rhyme of "pulling the radish".
Someone turned on the sound to the maximum, and when he heard the lyrics sung by Tong Yin, he was instantly shocked into a cold sweat.
The children's voice is soft and naΓ―ve, but the lyrics are terrifying!
She replaced the radish in the lyrics with a human head!
"Self-directed and self-acted! Brothers, this is obviously the anchor's pre-recorded voice, brothers, don't be fooled by him! β
"It's just, where did the ghost come from, even if there is a ghost, the anchor is pretending to be a ghost!"
The barrage was full of questioning voices, but with He Qing's step, the barrage that had just been brushed up suddenly froze, and everyone stopped typing.
They saw through the picture that on the left side of He Qing, there was a small body squatting on the ground, with his body up and down, really like he was pulling something.
"I'm grass!!"
"I'm grass! Anchor, look at the back! β
"Now the anchor can't see it!"
"Can't he hear the song that Tong Yin sings?"
Most of the audience held their breath and stared at the small shadow through the screen, and as He Qing's footsteps did not stop, the figure was thrown behind and disappeared off the screen.
Just as the audience was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another shadow appeared in the picture.
The same squatting, the same ups and downs, but her undulating movements were greater, as if the radish in her hand was about to be pulled out.
There are already viewers who cover their eyes and dare not look at it anymore, and some reckless people still don't believe that this is a supernatural event.
They glued to the screen, hoping to see a clue through the screen.
Suddenly!
"Poof!" Bang! The black shadow stood up suddenly, holding a human head in her small hand like a trophy! Although you can only see the outline clearly against the light, it is the blurred appearance that is the most penetrating!
These people who stared at the screen threw their mobile phones out directly, and some watched them with computer screens, and even hammered the display screen with one punch.
The barrage is all brushed.
"I !! in the grass"
"Ahhhh I'm scared! β
"Is that the head???
"Really haunted?!"
"I'm not looking! I changed my pants! β