Chapter 38 She is afraid of ghosts
The live broadcast room began to play previously recorded content, and there was a floating window in the upper left corner, randomly showing the expressions of the live broadcast guests.
Including the time for the copy, it has been almost a week since the filming of this episode. Although Qiao Yuan no longer remembers the specific content, she still remembers that she performed steadily in the program, so she was not very curious. However, when the camera swept over her, her delicate face still revealed a bit of nervousness and shyness.
Passersby who are not familiar with her are still amazed, while passersby who are familiar with her have already taken screenshots very skillfully. Take a few more glances at her now, otherwise you will get angry and have no time to appreciate her later.
At the beginning, the guests were blindfolded and led by the staff into the first room of the secret room one by one, and then they were allowed to take off their blindfolds.
The first secret room was arranged like a hospital ward. After taking off the blindfolds, except for Song Yanchi who had already begun to look around under the dim light above his head, the faces of the other guests were more or less nervous. Qiao Yuan's reaction was the most intense. She took a breath and subconsciously stepped back a few steps. She accidentally bumped into the iron bed behind her before she stopped. She looked around in a daze, and the noise she made was particularly obvious in the quiet room.
When he realized that a guest's eyes were on him, Qiao Yuan raised his head. Although he tried to raise the corners of his lips, his voice was trembling a little, perfectly explaining what it meant to force a smile: "Sorry, I... I'm a little scared..."
At the same time, Song Yanchi was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for the key.
Song Yanchi's fans and Qiao Yuan's haters immediately seized the opportunity to start mocking:
——No way, no way, she’s already scared after entering the first room. Hasn’t she seen previous escape rooms where the rooms get more complicated and terrifying as they go on?
——Oh my god, she actually had the nerve to say it. I would be too embarrassed to say it.
——I don’t like her voice, take my brother Song away
…
The program crew obviously knew Song Yanchi's influence. When the video was playing, the floating window camera fell on Song Yanchi who was sitting in the recording studio. The audience in the live broadcast room also saw Song Yanchi's originally impatient expression, but after Qiao Yuan appeared in the video, his irritability faded away, and his brows knitted tightly, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.
Although he already knew that Qiao Yuan's performance in the show and in the copy was different, and he was even shocked by it in the copy and even suspected that he had a split personality, he did not expect that watching it again would still shock him no less than before.
In the eyes of some viewers, this was undoubtedly another wave of fierce mockery towards Qiao Yuan.
Because the show had just begun, the host, who was good at controlling the rhythm, did not press the pause button to ask questions, but continued watching.
The horror atmosphere created by the secret room was good. Except for Song Yanchi, several guests were more or less frightened. However, because of Qiao Yuan's presence, they attracted most of the firepower, so they did not receive any ridicule. In the third room of the secret room, everyone had to run from one end of the room to the other and enter fingerprints on the wall. The door could only be opened after everyone's fingerprints were successfully entered. However, the program team also designed a lot of roadblocks in the middle to increase the difficulty.
Qiao Yuan in the video was the last one to arrive. When she reached her destination, her steps were already weak, her face was pale, and her chest was heaving violently, as if she had run a marathon. Although the chests of the others were also heaving violently, they were not as delicate as her. Song Yanchi glanced at her with disgust and looked away.
Outside the video, the host pressed the pause button, pretending not to see the bloody comments, and asked Qiao Yuan knowingly whether he liked sports very much.
Although Qiao Yuan was calm when suddenly asked the question, he still pretended to be innocent: "Yes, yes, I don't like sports, and I don't have good physical strength normally."
A female guest at the side smiled and said: "What a pity, otherwise you could learn rock climbing from me."
Song Yanchi glanced at the video, then looked at Qiao Yuan who was smiling shyly after hearing the female guest's words, and felt the tail of his eyebrows twitching violently.
...Lack of physical strength?
Who is that person in the dungeon that is climbing up and down the eaves? !
Song Yanchi had been practicing boxing since he was young, and he would also do fitness exercises on weekdays, so his physical strength could be described as strong. However, based on his observations in the dungeon, Qiao Yuan and he should be on par in physical strength.
After closing his eyes, he barely suppressed the urge to speak. After all, Qiao Yuan behaved differently inside and outside the copy, and it had nothing to do with him.
But anyone could tell from his expression that he was hesitant to speak.
——It feels like Song Yanchi has something to say
——Swear words, maybe the production crew doesn’t allow us to say them, so we have to bear with it.
——I watched Qiao Yuan eight times in one minute, and those who understand will understand.
——Just looking at Qiao Huaping's physical strength, I feel like swearing. I feel like it's not as good as my grandma's physical strength who climbed eight floors in one breath
——It is better than before, and there is no fainting mechanism.
——It feels like Song Yanchi is about to faint
——It was the first time I saw Song Yanchi, who was so quiet, and he was silenced by the vase
——I feel like Song Yanchi and I both need a variety show without Qiao Yuan
——I really feel sorry for the other guests. They have experienced it once and now they have to experience it again.
——Rock climbing, this is going to kill Qiao Yuan. She can step on the table and climb through the skylight of the door. I think she is performing beyond her normal level.
——I feel sorry for Song Yanchi. She met Qiao Yuan on the show for the first time. If Song Yanchi doesn’t appear on the show in the future because of this, I will really hate her for the rest of her life.
However, there are also other unique styles in the barrage:
——Who has ever been deceived by Sister Qiao like this?
——Sister Qiao, is it still considered () if there is no ()?
——Grid Wall
——Eaves, Wia, those who understand will understand
——I feel the same as Song Yanchi now, but I am better than him. I can shout
——It’s okay, Song Yanchi. It’s amazing that you can hold it in.
——Song Yanchi, in those few seconds when you were about to speak but hesitated, were you thinking about the delicate Sister Qiao or the figure in red? Tell me,
——Sister Qiao, this is called poor physical strength. Is it because we haven’t landed on the moon yet?
——Has Qiao Yuan joined the troll army? Why does he keep talking about Sister Qiao? Why does he mention Song Yanchi? Is he trying to get some popularity?
——Really, I feel like I don’t understand what’s said above
…
After interviewing the other guests, the host wanted to interview Song Yanchi again, but seeing that he closed his eyes and seemed not to want to answer, he skipped him and started playing the video instead.
Song Yanchi felt that he should keep his eyes closed. According to the recording time, the show would be over in an hour.
But when you close your eyes, other senses become exceptionally clear, such as hearing.
Judging from the sound, they have arrived at the third to last room. Song Yanchi suddenly thought of something and opened his eyes. This is a room converted into an elevator room. The program team actually arranged an elevator. As the elevator rose and opened the door, the guests in the video all excitedly greeted it, but found that there was a camp bed in the elevator, covered with a white cloth, and under the raised white cloth was a human figure.
this……
Song Yanchi's pupils trembled, and he realized what was going to happen next. Sure enough, just as he remembered, the figure under the white cloth suddenly bounced up, and at the same time, a head flew out and landed in the arms of a guest.
Before the guests could shout, Qiao Yuan on the side had already screamed: "There, there is a ghost..."
Although Qiao Yuan outside the video was not as nervous as in the video, he had subconsciously turned his head away, as if he didn't dare to look at it now: "I'm a little afraid of ghosts..."
Before the host could comment, Song Yanchi's voice rang out: "Are you really afraid of ghosts?"
Who is the person who pretends to be a ghost to deceive people, chats with ghosts at night , and tries to get the skin of ghosts?
The barrage of comments boiled over the moment Song Yanchi opened his mouth:
——Ahhh my husband is talking
——Shit, Brother Song actually replied to Qiao Yuan, and it wasn’t an exclamation, but a question.
——I thought Brother Song was going to swear. Isn’t it true that Qiao Yuan is afraid of ghosts?
——It’s not just some, it’s really scary
——Although, I am also afraid of ghosts. Can Songge reply to me?
——syc, you finally asked the question I wanted to ask
——A ghost was expelled from the ghost list
——What, that’s a ghost, be afraid for a moment, what, that’s a ghost, be afraid for a moment…
——Sister Qiao is afraid of ghosts. Those who don’t understand laugh, and those who do understand remain silent.
…
After Song Yanchi finished speaking, not only did the guests feel a little strange, Qiao Yuan also did not expect the other party to speak suddenly.
But Qiao Yuan's acting skills have been honed through thousands of trials, so how could she reveal a flaw because of Song Yanchi's words? What's more, Song Yanchi cannot reveal the content of the copy, so it is impossible for him to expose her.
She pretended to be reserved and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear: "Yes, ghosts are so scary..."
Ghosts are so scary...
For the first time, Song Yanchi experienced the feeling of having an echo in his mind.
During the entire live broadcast, his heart was like riding a roller coaster, and the switch controlling the roller coaster was in Qiao Yuan's hand. So when he saw Qiao Yuan in the video getting into the coffin with a look of fear and reluctance, which was in stark contrast to the scene in the previous copy where he would run to the coffin for no reason, his heart was numb.
Host: "So Mr. Song , who do you think performed best?"
Song Yanchi: "Qiao Yuan."
By the time Song Yanchi realized what he had said, it was too late for him to change it.
And his words were clearly heard by the audience in the live broadcast room:
——Qiao Yuan?! I thought that according to Song Yanchi's personality, he would say it was him.
——Song Yanchi’s old fan, I think so too
——Irony, it is irony, right? I can’t accept it. Qiao Huaping is obviously the type that Song Yanchi hates the most.
——Wait, he actually knows Qiao Yuan’s name. Wasn’t he still calling her Qiao something on the show?
——Yeah, if we knew each other before, you wouldn’t call me Qiao or something.
——I don’t believe it
——It can’t be a script, the program team wants to promote this person
——It's impossible, Song Yanchi can follow the script? !
——I am a beauty lover. Who wouldn’t love a beauty like Qiao Yuan?
——xs, the person above doesn’t understand Song Ge at first glance, he doesn’t care about gender, beauty or ugliness
-Don't be with her, her name isn't even real
——The host asked, and Song said there was no reason
——Don't have no reason, you must give me a reason.
——Did the production team edit out something important? Can they release all the escape room clips? I want to see what attracted my husband to Qiao Yuan.
——What else did she do in this variety show besides slacking off? I haven't heard that Song Yanchi likes people who are good at slacking off.
——Could it be that they met after filming this variety show?
——Wasn’t there a so-called insider before? Come and tell me what’s going on.
——Those who know smile but say nothing
——Smile without saying anything +1
——What does the person above know? Can you shake my melon out if you shake it?
Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room, even the guests present felt dazed and did not react until they walked out of the room.
Although Song Yanchi was a little annoyed for saying the wrong thing, when he saw Qiao Yuan was about to leave, he quickly thought of another more important thing and walked quickly to her.
Qiao Yuan felt a tall figure blocking his way, and when he looked up, it was Song Yanchi.
The next second, Song Yanchi pulled her to a corner where there were few people.
Song Yanchi's voice was tense, as if he was trying to remain serious and arrogant, but he was not good at hiding his emotions, and his tone still revealed a bit of anxiety: "You haven't added me on WeChat yet."
He even came to the recording studio early for this matter, but Qiao Yuan did not come.
Qiao Yuan: “…add it now.”
Only after Song Yanchi passed on the other party's contact information in front of him was Qiao Yuan released.
Qiao Yuan didn't know about the efforts behind Song Yanchi.
At that time, Song Yanchi got Qiao Yuan's contact information through his agent. In order to quickly clarify things for himself, he couldn't wait to submit a friend request, but at that time he didn't know that he would start a long wait.
After all, because of his status and family background, others have always been scrambling to get his contact information. Qiao Yuan couldn't possibly be unaware of this, and he should rush to get it.
This is what Song Yanchi originally thought.
An hour passed and Qiao Yuan's application had not been approved, and he knew that Qiao Yuan had not seen it.
A day passed and Qiao Yuan's application still was not approved. He guessed that Qiao Yuan did not see it.
Two days passed and Qiao Yuan still hadn't passed the application. He was worried that Qiao Yuan might not have seen it.
However, taking the initiative to ask for Qiao Yuan's WeChat was already a huge concession for Song Yanchi, so he really couldn't do anything to urge Qiao Yuan through his agent.
During these few days, whenever Song Yanchi had time, he would open his phone to see if Qiao Yuan had approved his application.
Song Yanchi originally thought he would be angry, but when his WeChat message was approved, he only felt a spontaneous excitement.
finally……
Qiao Yuan ’s profile picture was a landscape photo, which made him think that he was going to get the other party’s parents’ WeChat, as the Moments were only visible to friends.
Song Yanchi had no interest in checking other people's Moments, but he accidentally clicked on it and saw a bunch of reposts in front of him:
"Shocking! Drinking ice water after exercise can secretly shorten your lifespan by ten years!"
Song Yanchi, who was drinking ice water, put down the bottle silently.
"A 120-year-old grandfather shares his secret to longevity: Press these three acupuncture points every night before going to bed!"
Song Yanchi: "..."
The 120-year-old grandfather in the picture looks like he is only 60 years old. He looks young for his age.
"What are the disadvantages of staying up late? A 20-year-old young man cried bitterly, regretting all those years of staying up late..."
The twenty-year-old young man who goes to bed at six in the morning and gets up at two in the afternoon crossed out the page.
After Qiao Yuan got home, he received a message from Song Yanchi.
The other person’s profile picture was all black, which was quite consistent with his personality.
Song Yanchi: [This is my forum name. ]
Qiao Yuan: “…”
Is that the forum she was thinking of?
So this is what Song Yanchi meant.
Qiao Yuan quickly realized something. She remembered that the system said that nothing about the game could be revealed in the real world, and Song Yanchi would not make such a low-level mistake. It seemed that this kind of vague subject was allowed by the system.
After all, Song Yanchi has been on more than one forum, it just depends on how Qiao Yuan understands it.
When Song Yanchi said this, it was obvious that he wanted to say something to her in the forum.
Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan replied with an "ok" and searched for "good morning". He thought to himself that he didn't expect Song Yanchi's expression to be so complicated. His online name was so simple, but it was easy to cause misunderstandings if he shouted it at night, and it would be difficult to clear the other party's name.
She chatted privately with Song Yanchi through the forum, and Song Yanchi was obviously waiting on the other end. Although there was no reply for a long time, Qiao Yuan saw the very humane "the other party is typing".
After a few minutes, Qiao Yuandu lowered his head to look at his phone and watched two short videos, and Song Yanchi replied: [I just saw the message you sent. ]
Qiao Yuan: “…”
How come Song Yanchi's hand speed seems normal when he plays guitar at a concert, but his typing speed is so slow?
Song Yanchi was completely unaware that his mental process had already been exposed, and then he brought up the real matter: [I've already said it before, I owe you one, next time we enter the dungeon together, I'll pay you back.]
However, a chat box popped up immediately afterwards, showing that it was an automatic reminder from the system: [When it comes to teaming up for the next dungeon, please verify the other party's identity information, confirm their credibility, and carefully team up to avoid life-threatening situations. ]
Song Yanchi: [Not a team!!!]
In his opinion, this was not considered a team. He would wait until the next time he entered the dungeon and found a way to repay Qiao Yuan, and then they would part ways. From then on, he would not feel that he owed the other party anything. Being misunderstood by the system was fine, but he did not want Qiao Yuan to misunderstand anything.
Because he was so excited, he didn't realize that he had used three exclamation marks in a row.
For a moment, Qiao Yuan didn't know whether he should be impressed by the good work done by the system in anti-fraud and anti-scam, or should be impressed that Song Yanchi actually remembered this matter.
Qiao Yuan decided to praise the system first: "I didn't expect you guys would know how to remind me."
The cold mechanical voice of the system did not reveal any joy: [The forum program is provided by the players, we are only responsible for fulfilling their wishes. ]
Qiao Yuan: "So it was made by humans, no wonder it's so humane."
The system chose silence.
However, since Song Yanchi took the initiative to bring up this matter, she couldn't possibly refuse. After all, the other party did help her sometimes.
After replying "OK", Song Yanchi's side displayed "The other party is typing" again.
Qiao Yuan thought about Song Yanchi's speed, and then exited the chat box to read the posts, wanting to see if there were any useful experience posts to learn from. After not checking for a few days, the forum was still lively, like a hot search, with hot posts at the top. However, what attracted Qiao Yuan to stop was that she saw her name in it.
If the page wasn't different, Qiao Yuan would have thought she was on Weibo. After all, although she was a frequent visitor to Weibo's hot searches, she was just an unknown person in the game, otherwise her last post wouldn't have been directly sunk.
This time, the post did not sink like the previous ones, but instead was marked as hot.
Qiao Yuan opened it and found that this post was posted by someone shortly after she left the dungeon, expressing her feelings about her performance in the game. In addition to attracting the audience in Qiao Yuan's live broadcast room before, it also attracted a large number of passers-by to watch. Some people asked in confusion whether it was what the other party thought, and some people said that it was no wonder that the comments about Qiao Yuan in the live broadcast room were weird.
Qiao Yuan looked at it for a few seconds and then turned it off because she had more important things to do.
With the previous experience in mind, this time she finally decided not to wait anymore, but to take the initiative to enter the copy.
The time is tonight.
After all, she has an announcement to catch up with in a few days, so she will be busy then. If she enters now, it will be her normal sleeping time, and she will have a few days of free time starting tomorrow. According to the conversion between the dungeon and the real world, even if she stays in the dungeon for a year, it will not affect her work.
Originally, Qiao Yuan had made a plan, but because of Song Yanchi's sudden appearance, she thought about it and asked Song Yanchi if he had time tonight.
Song Yanchi on the other side also agreed. He usually chooses the time to enter the dungeon by himself, but last time he was too busy and forgot about it, which led to him being dragged into the dungeon after the filming.
After following the system's instructions, Qiao Yuan lay on the bed, quietly listening to the mechanical sound of the system:
[Extracting a copy...]
[The copy is loading...]
Just then, the phone suddenly vibrated, reminding me that there was an incoming message.
Qiao Yuan looked down and found that it was a WeChat message from Sister Jiang, saying that she and Song Yanchi were on the hot search.
Qiao Yuan: ???
System: [Players gathering...]
Qiao Yuan: "Wait a minute, system, can you please stop for a moment? I'm checking Weibo..."
However, the cold voice of the system continued, apparently unable to be stopped.
When Qiao Yuan had already opened the Weibo and was waiting for the page to load, he felt the familiar feeling of being dragged out of his soul from his body.
Qiao Yuan: “…”
When she comes back from the copy, she will definitely upgrade the Internet speed.
The next second after she closed her eyes, she heard the system's voice: [Good luck to the player.]
Good luck to the players?
Has the system said this before?
Qiao Yuan doesn't really like dusty environments. After all, it's not good for the body.
But now she and Song Yanchi were squeezed under a narrow iron bed, and next to them was a washbasin that had not been put away in time, and dust would fly everywhere if they moved a little.
"Don't move." Noticing Qiao Yuan's movement, Song Yanchi lowered his voice. There was still blood on his face. He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "We will attract it ."
