Chapter 312 Climbing out as soon as I buried you, do you look down on me?(1/2)
It is said that the frightening performance of seeing a scary scene is one of the most difficult questions in the acting course.
In the award-winning movies of the past, there are many outstanding acting skills that were awarded for similar scenes.
The difficulty of the performance is evident.
Those little fresh meat flowers with only the name, when performing similar scenes, just know how to open their eyes wide.
It seems that the wider you open your eyes, the more you can prove your surprise and fear.
Unlike the current group leader, who vividly described his panic.
When the audience saw his wonderful performance, many people even believed him and fired barrages, making Wang Qi look back.
It’s really contagious!
They really thought it was a ghost.
When Wang Qi saw this barrage, he deliberately glanced behind him with the camera, letting everyone see that there was nothing behind him.
What we have here is just the superb acting skills of an unknown extra...
Xiao Gao and Lao Chen were in a very strange mood.
They were shocked at first and felt that the group leader was in something wrong.
But after hearing Wang Qi’s popular science, I felt that the group leader was really showing off his acting skills.
Now that I see him like this, I feel that this is too real and something is wrong.
There is indeed nothing supernatural here, but these guys seem to have really seen something.
However, when Wang Qi walked up to the group leader with a face full of amazement, the group leader's condition was obviously more stable.
The horrific scene he saw seemed to have disappeared, and he was still looking around for it.
"That's amazing. This performance of yours is worthy of applause." Seeing the crowd quiet down, Wang Qi thought it was the end of the performance and said sincerely.
He also put the selfie stick under his arm and clapped.
There was also a lot of praise from the audience in the live broadcast room.
Some people even said that this performance is enough to be included in the Beijing Film Academy textbook.
Wang Qi also held his cell phone in front of the group leader and showed him everyone's compliments.
Group leader: "..."
It just feels... quite complicated.
At this time, he could no longer see the ghost figure.
The scene just now was like a trance dream.
It was because I was immersed in my own story that I accidentally became dazzled.
He stood up holding on to the wall, reached out to wipe away his tears, and his expression regained some composure.
He even smiled for the camera.
But my breathing is still a little short and my heartbeat is a little fast.
He didn't want to stay here any longer.
"I, I'm going to have a cigarette." Successfully thought of this excuse, and the group leader hurriedly left Wang Qi and walked outside to the courtyard.
The cool night made him feel very comfortable.
He took out his cigarettes, took one out and put it in his mouth.
Wang Qi was still in the room. The group leader heard Wang Qi talking nonsense to the live broadcast room: "The group leader is getting into the act. It's normal. After a dedicated actor like this, it usually takes a long time after playing a role."
Come out..."
"...I must have just seen it wrong, right?" The leader of the group took a deep drag on his cigarette and thought silently.
At this time, the group leader heard Wang Qi again and began to mention other supernatural rumors about Chaonei No. 81 to the audience in the live broadcast room.
He began to tell the story of the "Three Lost Workers."
This is one of the most widely circulated ghost stories about this haunted house.
The story happened more than twenty years ago.
At that time, this haunted house was still in an abandoned state. Not far from the haunted house, there was an apartment under construction.
Inadvertently, construction workers suddenly dug a secret tunnel.
It is said that this secret passage leads to the haunted house No. 81 and was an escape passage built by the owner of the haunted house.
But later during the war, the owner of the haunted house wanted to escape through a secret passage.
But accidentally, he was hit by artillery fire, causing a fire. More than a dozen members of the family in the murderous house were all burned to death in the secret passage...
The person in charge of the construction site was worried about causing trouble, so he quickly had the secret passage sealed.
But that night, a group of co-workers drank too much and remembered this secret passage.
Among them were three young workers, who were willing to risk their lives to get into the secret passage to have a look.
Another elderly worker tried to dissuade him in every possible way.
But they insisted on going their own way and got into the secret passage while drunk.
The old worker waited anxiously, but when he saw that they didn't come back, he went back to the work shed.
That work shed is not far from Chaonei No. 81.
About half an hour later, the old worker looked in the direction of Chaonei No. 81.
Suddenly, he saw several firelights flashing past in the dark house.
Then the darkness returned.
And those three workers never came back.
In the next few days, they seemed to have disappeared from the world.
Later, the old worker plucked up the courage and took people to search inside Chaonei No. 81.
Naturally nothing was gained.
But they found some strange piles of ashes on the ground here...
The tone of Wang Qi's narration was not as atmospheric as the group leader's.
But when the group leaders heard these words from afar, their thoughts were still brought into this story.
He suddenly felt a little cold.
After taking the last puff of the cigarette in his hand, he threw it on the ground and prepared to go back to the room.
But at this moment, he heard footsteps coming from beside him.
A hoarse voice asked: "Have you... seen my arm?"
The leader of the group stiffened and slowly turned his head.
In the shadow of the small courtyard, three strange bodies were approaching him.
Their bodies look like charcoal, and there are even flames burning.
They are all missing arms and legs and are full of cracks.
Every time you take a step forward, black ash will fall down.
But you can vaguely tell from their appearance that they are all dressed like construction workers.
"I don't know where I lost my foot..."
"I feel a little hot, is there any water?"
"Are we...finally out of that place?"
They spoke in hoarse, intermittent voices, and approached the head of the group.
The group leader's body trembled violently.
Ghosts, there really are ghosts.
To be continued...