Chapter 678 Boss Luo Feels Sorry for Her, She Was Scared

Luo Tianlin hadn't lay down that day, or rather, hadn't finished his day's work when he received a call from the little girl.

He glanced at the wall clock with some surprise.

Seven thirty.

It's not even eight o'clock.

Is there something wrong with the program? Or did the little girl encounter a problem and stop filming?

"No, Brother Luo, I've finished filming the secret room." Xia Bohe said honestly, while making some rustling sounds.

Finish?

Luo Tianlin pulled away from work in an instant.

"Where are you?" Luo Tianlin asked.

He immediately thought of the haunted house-themed amusement room made by the abandoned hospital. He had seen the program planning draft.

This secret room has five floors, a total of more than 200 rooms, and more than 100 organs and props.

Among them are more than a dozen actors who pretend to be mutant monsters and ghosts.

At that time, he looked at the plan and felt that the level of horror was a bit high, so he asked Ke Youbin to communicate with the program crew, asking him to reduce the number of actors pretending to be ghosts, and reduce the places where he would play tricks on Xia Bohe.

So as not to scare the little girl to tears.

She didn't sleep well at night, and if she went to this kind of show, she would be playing with fire.

"Finished filming the show?"

She couldn't be scared to collapse and was sent out of the haunted house by the staff, right?

Luo Tianlin frowned.

"Well, it's done, I'm lying in the tent given by the program group~ I'm so brave today, I did my best when I got out of the secret room, so I rest, Brother Ren and the others are responsible for buying supper and cooking for me~ "

Xia Bohe seemed to be in a good mood when she spoke, and the ending of the little milk voice was all upturned.

Luo Tianlin listened carefully for a while, and found that her tone of voice was the same as usual, without much change, which seemed normal.

But she spoke more than before.

Unlike before, when she drew a bow and shot an arrow, she would tell him 'her hand hurts' at the end of the recording, and it was not like before, she was always afraid of disturbing his work, and she spoke short and direct, straight to the point.

I talked a lot today, as if she was just reporting her own itinerary.

But... Usually, she didn't do this.

When she finished the announcement, it was all the reports sent to him by Ke Youbin or Lin Qi.

Luo Tianlin raised his eyebrows and put down the pen in his hand.

"Are you alone in the tent?"

Xia Bohe was silent for a while before answering, "Hmm...."

Luo Tianlin stretched out his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

Somewhere in the heart was touched.

The image of the little girl shivering alone in the tent suddenly appeared in his mind.

As soon as she left the haunted house, she was left alone.

It was already dark outside.

Tents must be placed outside.

Near the abandoned hospital, there is only a large open space, with few buildings around, and probably not many street lights.

She was all alone.

Luo Tianlin felt a pain in his chest.

"Brother Luo?" Xia Bohe yelled again after not hearing a response for a long time.

"Well, I'm here." Luo Tianlin's voice was hoarse, "Don't hang up the phone until they come back."

"Is it okay? Will it disturb your work?" The little milk voice spoke quickly and softly.

Luo Tianlin stood up, "No."

Luo Jiaxing was on a business trip before, and he was left alone at home.

When he was a minor, he always felt that the Luo family's villa was very empty, and every night it was quiet and suffocating.

Sometimes, he hopes that Luo Jiaxing can call home, even if he asks about his affairs at school.

"I had a meeting with Australia today. Luo's entered the Australia and New Zealand market five years ago..."

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but talk about his work today.

boring, boring.

Professional and difficult to understand.

But his voice was steady and powerful.

He was tall and straight, standing proudly under the moonlight, as if through a microphone, it was transmitted to the recording location hundreds of kilometers away, in that small tent.

Xia Bohe was lying in the small sleeping bag, listening, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her eyes were safely closed.

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It’s Monday again, and it’s agreed to add more updates. Yes, Monday will be updated during the day, and everyone will see the fruitful results when you go home at night~ Memoza!