Wilderness Live: Others survive, I have cats on fire

Chapter 409 Not So Scary
That night, Zhao Yingnan and Shu Ling pinpointed the dormitory's 'sleep check time' and sneaked out.

Song Qingyou, who was teasing the cat, stood up decisively and opened the door.

"Sister Yingnan, Sister Shuling, are you going out now? Why didn't you call me?"

The two felt guilty.

It was Shu Ling who explained: "Yingnan and I were thinking, it's the third night, so it's better to investigate separately."

"The two of us will be separated when we go downstairs later, so I didn't bother calling you."

"Oh~" Song Qingyou nodded thoughtfully, "I see."

In the past, when the two of them saw her like this, they must wait for someone first.

Now, Zhao Yingnan grabbed Shu Ling's arm and said firmly:

"Shu Ling and I are here so we don't waste time, let's go first."

After finishing speaking, she ran away without waiting for Song Qingyou to respond.

Song Qingyou wasn't in a hurry, and greeted the photographer, and walked out slowly after 5 minutes.

The program team arranged for them to play the game "Escape from the dormitory" for one round, so they would not repeat the same tricks, so the group left smoothly.

After confirming that the seven people in front were far away, Song Qingyou went straight to the activity room of the musical instrument club.

She had already obtained the key to the activity room from the 'President of the Student Council'.

As soon as the door was opened, a ghastly green light suddenly lit up in the middle of the activity room.

A slender figure with long hair stood below, with his back to Song Qingyou.

Her two arms were raised high, as if she was about to dance in the next second.

Song Qingyou stood at the door and stared at it for a while, but refused to go in.

"Aren't you going in?" I couldn't help but ask following the camera.

Song Qingyou rolled her eyelids, but said nothing.

She was thinking about whether she should show some face to the scary part arranged by the program group.

At this moment, the sound of a piano came from the activity room.

It is a moonlight sonata with hazy sadness.

As the music sounded, the figure in the middle of the activity room also moved.

She is like a rusty doll, dancing like a machine, with weirdness everywhere.

The originally beautiful tune, at this moment, sends chills down the spine.

Song Qingyou admired it for a while, and didn't intend to waste any more time.

However, just as she was about to walk in, the dancer suddenly turned his head.

Pale face.

Grim expression.

There were blood and tears under both eyes.

Against the background of this green light, it looks like a fierce ghost who is looking for his life.

Song Qingyou didn't respond.

But the follower behind him gasped, let out a low growl, and took a few steps back, almost turning around and running away.

Especially that 'Ghost' was dancing and moving towards the door.

"How about we run first—"

Like the shoot, I want to drag Song Qingyou to run away.

As a result, before he finished speaking, he heard a few screams from a distance.

"hiss--"

I shivered again with the shooting.

If it wasn't for the staff's voices that could be heard through the earphone in his left ear, he would have run away long ago!

Of course Song Qingyou also heard the screams.

And with sharp ears, he could distinguish the voices of Zhao Yingnan, Tang Zinian, and Jiang Xuyan.

From the looks of it now, the teaching building in Building B must have been carefully arranged by the program team!
Those people's voices were so loud, it just gave her a chance to find her in the past.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyou dodged to avoid the figure in the activity room, grabbed the other person's arm, and was about to fall over the shoulder.

The dancing 'ghost' panicked immediately, "Mr. Song! Don't be impulsive! Director help!"

At the critical moment, even help was called out.

Song Qingyou froze for a moment, wondering if she didn't throw the person out.

"Since you've scared people, it's time to get off work..."

She waved her hand and let people go first.

The pale and frightening 'female ghost' feels aggrieved:
"Why isn't Sister You scared?"

"Not very scary."

Song Qingyou is a person who has even experienced the weird world, how could she be afraid of these things?
"You insist on scaring people, so is it possible that as long as you scare people, you will increase your salary?"

"Hey." The 'female ghost' scratched her head and smiled foolishly, the meaning was self-evident.

The cameraman behind her silently moved away from her again.

It's okay to make up so scary at night, but she's still laughing!
In fact, the group performances arranged by the program group, and the purpose of recording the program this time, were all to scare a few guests.

For those scary scenes, Wei Zhengrong only provided them with a few reference plans, and the others were arranged by the group performers themselves.

The 'female ghost' saw that Song Qingyou was really indifferent, so she had to leave work early.

Song Qingyou went straight to the back of the piano and opened the top cover.

"what--"

Entering the target screen, let out a short exclamation sound from the shooting image.

Under the strings on the left side of the piano, there was a dry arm that had been cut to the point of being bloody and bloody.

Inside the piano, there are "blood stains" that are so red that they have turned black.

Beside that arm, there is also a walkman that can play music regularly, and it seems that the battery has long been out.

Take a few deep breaths like shooting, and after you have made enough mental preparations, you dare to look directly at the overly realistic props prepared by the program team.

He couldn't help asking: "Aren't you afraid? Why didn't you react at all?"

Song Qingyou said calmly, "I'm so scared, I'm just in a daze."

The cameraman will believe this evil.

But looking at Song Qingyou's movements, he suddenly became less afraid.

Then, he saw Song Qingyou take out two pairs of plastic gloves and a plastic bag from his pocket, ready to pack the piano.

Surprised by the photo shoot: "Where did you get these gloves? Why didn't I see you get them during the day?"

Song Qingyou: "I took it in the laboratory, you probably didn't pay attention at that time."

I was even more surprised when I took the photo: "Yes, is it?"

But he obviously focused most of his attention on Song Qingyou!

Not to mention the cameraman, no one in the show crew saw Song Qingyou's movement of holding the glove.

Wei Zhengrong immediately ordered the post-production to watch the previous video again, and make sure to edit Song Qingyou's actions into the program.

Next, Song Qingyou carefully put her bloody arm into a plastic bag from under the strings, and started to clean up the mottled blood in the piano.

When she felt that her arms were similar to the skin of a living person, she also praised:
"The program team prepared a good arm."

"The blood stains are not difficult to clean up."

Follow-up video: "..."

He now felt that the 'female ghost' who got off work just now was not as scary as Song Qingyou.

Especially when she watched her calmly pick up the plastic bag, and ran to the front of the laboratory building to put the bag on the red maple tree...

Song Qingyou jumped down from the tree, clapped her hands, and said in a relaxed tone, "It's done!"

"Why not bury it under the tree?" The cameraman remembered that the script arranged by the program group was buried in the soil...

"There are two reasons."

Song Qingyou looked at the camera with great interest.

"One is that the tree has already been dug up, so it's meaningless to continue burying it."

"two is……"

"What is it?" the camera asked.

"I'm lazy."

"..."

After Song Qingyou laughed, she said the real reason: "There will definitely be people digging under this tree. If they dig, a bloody arm falls from the sky..."

Follow-up video: "..."

understood.

A moment of silence for the next digger.

"Come on, let's go to Building B."

(End of this chapter)