Qu Yande sighed: "Girl, it's all thanks to you, otherwise Xiao An would never be able to get out."

"You're welcome." Chu Hanxing's eyes turned, "I can help you with conditions."

"Oh?" Qu Yande raised his eyebrows, and Qu Yiyi quickly stepped forward and whispered in his ear.

Qu Yande smiled and nodded, stroking his beard, "Then I'll be waiting for you in University B."

Listening to his words, I felt relieved about that matter.

But relief does not mean forgiveness.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Chu Hanxing returned to the hotel. Through the door of the room, he heard Lu Li hoarse.

Xiaotao's ears twitched: "She hasn't turned on her voice yet."

"Nujia, go help her!"

As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something, and her figure paused before passing through the wall.

Chu Hanxing took the room card and was about to swipe the door. Qiao Lian next door suddenly opened the door and saw her, her eyes lit up.

"Chu Chu, did you just come back from the hospital?"

Seeing that she seemed to have something to say, Chu Hanxing just nodded. Sure enough, Qiao Lian pointed to the room and whispered, "Xiao He slept with me last night."

"Their studio is really haunted!"

Chu Hanxing raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating for her to continue. Qiao Lian glanced inside and closed the door furtively.

"Xiao He was frightened, so he just went to sleep now." Qiao Lian seemed to feel that his actions were a bit indecent, and smiled sheepishly.

It's really because she wants to find someone to gossip about.

Qiao Lian approached Chu Hanxing and began to vividly describe what happened last night.

"Yesterday at around five o'clock in the afternoon, fire clouds appeared in the sky. They were red and golden. It was quite beautiful. Ling Ziliang and I specially found a place to watch, but after watching for a while, I found that the sky in the studio next door was a little strange.

How should I put it? It’s also a fire cloud, but the clouds in that area are particularly red. The clouds in the sky are like white cloth soaked in red dye. It’s very thick red, like... like blood! It’s dyed through.”

Qiao Lian looked a little nervous: "Then Ling Ziliang and I heard a scream. We rushed over and saw Xiao He stumbling out, followed by the director and other actors in a panic.

Xiao He said that she heard the delicate and sticky sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh and blood, like stepping on muddy ground, and her scalp was numb."

Qiao Lian shuddered, "Not just Xiao He, almost everyone on the set heard it, so the set next door must be haunted!"

"Did you hear any talking or crying?" Chu Hanxing asked.

Qiao Lian shook his head and sighed: "It's strange, except for the above-mentioned sounds, there are no other sounds."

"What was this land used for before the film and television city was established?"

If you dig someone else's grave, it may cause dissatisfaction to the other person.

Qiao Lian scratched his head: "The film and television city is built in a large and vast area. It is all located in the suburbs. It should be a wasteland."

Chu Hanxing chuckled: "Maybe it's the fluctuation of the magnetic field."

She had taken a quick look before and found that there was indeed no sinister atmosphere in the studio next door. It was not a cemetery, and it was certainly not a mass grave. So it was probably mixed with a magnetic field of a certain frequency, which was why the auditory hallucinations occurred.

Qiao Lian smiled: "I thought you would be the most superstitious one, but I didn't expect you to be so scientific."

Chu Hanxing smiled lightly and said nothing.

Whether it is Bazi Ziwei Dou Shu or Qi Men Dun Jia, they are both the use of numerology to speculate on the horoscope. After thorough study, you will find that they are all regular, and there is really no feudal superstition.

…

At seven o'clock in the evening, the Liyuan was full of guests and spectators, including everyone from the program team.

Qiao Lian and the others have completed their tasks and are waiting to cheer up Lu Li, and today is also their last day of recording.

The recording of the program ended with the conclusion of a drama, and the director still had some artistic ideas.

Lu Li put on makeup and looked good, and she was ready to go on stage. After Xiao Tao's training, Lu Li was full of confidence.

There was an empty seat next to Chu Hanxing, and Qiao Lian was eager to take a seat: "Chu Chu, can I sit with you?"

Chu Hanxing glanced at Xiao Tao who was standing up, and shook his head gently: "There is someone here."

Xiao Tao was startled, then slowly sat down again.

Qiao Lian thought it was reserved for the camera guy, so she didn't force it.

At 7:30 sharp, the suona, guzheng, gongs, drums, xiao, etc. all played together, but it was just BGM played on the stereo without an accompanist.

Lu Li, who was dressed as a female actor, wore a theatrical robe and showed up on stage with orchid fingers.

She stood upright and started singing: "Su Sanli is gone..."

There were small conversations under the stage, several cameras were pointed at Lu Li, and flashes clicked from time to time.

At the climax, there was a buzzing sound and the sound was cut off.

Lu Li's expression remained unchanged and she continued singing on the stage without stopping.

"what happened?"

"Oops, the speaker is broken, the sound of the horn is too low, I can't hear it!"

The discussion in the audience completely drowned out Lu Li's voice. Chu Hanxing frowned, borrowed a bamboo flute from the backstage, untied the gauze, and played it beside Lu Li.

The flute sounded, and the audience fell silent for an instant.

The sound of the flute is melodious and melodious, like the sound of a beam, like listening to fairy music and your ears are temporarily bright.

Chu Hanxing weakened the presence of the flute and emphasized Lu Li's voice. The two cooperated well.

The sound cut off and unexpectedly turned into a stunning performance, and at the end there was thunderous applause from the backstage.

【Spread flowers~】

【Wow, they are so versatile!】

[It sounds really good, I enjoyed a perfect performance~]

Lu Li and Chu Hanxing retreated to the backstage, and Qiao Lian and the others followed.

Ling Ziliang said with admiration: "Lu Lu, your professionalism is so good! I thought you would just stop singing."

Lu Li took off her headgear and looked at them in the mirror with a smile, "Xiao...someone told me that you have to finish the song as soon as the play starts."

Qiao Lian nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! It seems that their rule is... As soon as the play starts, people from all directions come to listen. Three parties are humans, one party is ghosts, and four parties are gods."

Zhao Ming smiled sadly: "Let her sing Zhong Kui to Fight Ghosts and see if any ghosts come to listen."

Chu Hanxing looked at him indifferently, and Zhao Ming waved his hand: "If I don't do business, I'll listen to you play the flute."

"By the way, what's wrong with the speakers?" Lu Li asked the NPC in the Liyuan.

"This..." The NPC hesitated to speak. Lu Li looked at him in the mirror and clapped his hands, "Hey, it's just a ghost!"

Qiao Lian asked: "You haven't been bad before?"

"Didn't they get disturbed by the filming crew next door?" NPC muttered, "And the studio next door hasn't been rented for almost two years..."

Other than being haunted, I really can’t figure out what’s going on.

Chu Hanxing looked at Zhao Ming thoughtfully.

"Don't look at me. This area is not under my jurisdiction. I don't know."

Zhao Ming denies the relationship, it must be because of the bad luck in this area and his inactivity.

The group continued to record the program and went to a luxurious palace, where the director held up a loudspeaker and gave a speech.

Everyone said an affectionate farewell in front of the camera, telling everyone about their growth in the show, and also agreed to get together after the show was taped.

Zhao Ming followed with interest: "By the way, why don't you go next door and take a look?"

Chu Hanxing shook his head, there was no ghost next door.

It was almost eleven o'clock when the recording was finished, and the director turned off the camera: "Call it off!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as the fast-moving artist had already got into the nanny car to catch up with the announcement.

The two were walking and talking, and Lu Li sighed: "My agent is waiting at the hotel. I have to leave first. Don't forget me!"

"No." Chu Hanxing paused as he passed by the crew next door.

Lu Li hummed, raised his hands to her, got in the car and left.

Chu Hanxing stood there and watched the car go away, then turned around and walked back to the film and television city.

Zhao Ming was curious: "Where are you going?"

"I heard."

She heard the sound that Xiao He said.

It was the sound of bayonets ripping open the stomach and stirring the internal organs.


Chapter completed!