The 221st Chapter Went to the Wrong Studio (2)

"Finally it's coming to an end. No wonder Boss Chen calls this the third sick house. If you stay here for a long time, even if you're not crazy, you'll get sick."

"I really wonder how the employees here can survive? Working in such a real and depressing environment every day, looking at the hysterical blood on the walls, will there be any psychological problems?"

"If you don't tell me, I forgot. It's been ten minutes since we came in. It seems that a haunted house actor didn't even see it."

"Don't say a few words, we'll be around the corner soon, be careful what suddenly jumps out."

It took a few tourists six or seven minutes to reach the end of the corridor. They leaned against the wall and looked at the corner of the corridor, all of them dumbfounded.

"Why is it still a corridor?"

Almost the same layout, mottled walls, cracked floors, blood everywhere, and dummies wrapped in quilts on the ground.

The only difference is that the color of the wall is darkened, and if you look inward through the cracked gap, you will find something like bloodshots.

"Scenario cycle?" Standing at the corner, Han Qiuming frowned and said a term that outsiders didn't quite understand.

"Isn't this the same set?" Both Luoluo and Xiaodu heard this term for the first time.

"It seems to be the same scene, but in fact, something changes every time you repeat it, but you don't notice it. When you take it lightly, all the horrors will appear together." Han Qiuming's tone was very positive: "I used to be abroad. I have seen a haunted house called Nightmare, the whole scene consists of nine rooms, and the fear is deepened. The most important thing is that these nine rooms can be moved freely. You never know how many rooms will be in the room after you open the door. come up with something."

"The one you're talking about is a room that's easy to operate. It's almost the same throughout the corridor." Guo Miao touched the wall and whispered, "Everything here is too real, like a real mental illness. The hospital moved into a haunted house, and I don't know why it feels so strange."

"You're too sensitive, Lao Guo." Han Qiuming laughed and said: "Since you came back from the hospital where Xu Zhenzhen committed suicide, your whole person has changed, and you are timid. As haunted house practitioners, we use fear and horror as our selling points. If How can you control your fear to scare others when you are afraid yourself?"

"Qiuming, I didn't believe in some things at first, but I've come into contact with them more and more, and I'll be more down-to-earth."

"I see that you are living more and more back.

"Han Qiuming and Guo Miao stood face to face: "Really, you were smashed on the first day of opening, how could you endure such a thing? You know how long we have been preparing for the opening, and now it has been ruined by that surnamed Chen. Under such circumstances, do you still think that other people are good? Still thinking of reconciling with him? Aren't you afraid of being eaten by him without even bones? "

"Qiuming, it's not bad for the boss." Song An's voice was dull: "It's your fault, the haunted house advertisements were all designed before, but you insisted on superfluous, deliberately adding the most terrifying haunted house in Jiujiang, mocking others... "

"Then you mean I'm doing something wrong?" Han Qiuming's face became cold: "Tato Hospital is a new type of secret room haunted house that I have combined years of experience and improved and designed, with two clues, light and dark, interspersed. I admit him. This haunted house has some merit, but it's too crude compared to my design."

"I'm not arguing with you either. You weren't there that day, and you don't know the situation at that time."

"If I were there, what happened that day would not have happened. As a haunted house actor, you would be scared out of the haunted house by tourists. You are all about to become a laughing stock in the circle." Han Qiuming offended all the employees present. , but he didn't care at all: "It seems that after returning, I will strengthen training for you."

"Qiuming, let's go back and tell me if we have something to say. There are other tourists here." Guo Miao didn't care about Han Qiuming's meanness.

"Yeah, after I go back, I'm going to discuss it with the boss. I don't think you can coordinate the overall situation, and it's no longer suitable to be the person in charge."

"Han Qiuming! The boss has always been very good with you. Usually we don't have to endure you. Don't be too aggressive!" Song An got angry and yelled at Han Qiuming.

"Do I have to make an inch? Every decision I make is to make the haunted house better. The Tato Hospital has been designed four times before and after, and I am responsible for the three times. You will know the effect." Han Qiuming laughed. expression.

"You put a real case into a haunted house, used dead people's names as props, and almost brought us a lawsuit. Is this your design?"

"Sorry, I only look at the results. From the data point of view, after the introduction of Xu Zhenzhen, the ticket sales volume has increased by five times." Han Qiuming stretched out his fingerless fingers, he has the capital to be proud: "I saved you all, Also, please remember that I am the haunted house designer hired by your boss, and you are just ghost actors."

"Using real cases as materials and borrowing the names of the dead to gain attention, did you consider the feelings of the deceased's family when you designed it?"

"You're scolding me now? Why didn't you stop me then?"

"Don't be arguing!" Guo Miao pulled Han Qiuming and Song An away: "Go back and talk when you feel emotional. Boss Chen has cleared our haunted house alone. If so many of us have not cleared his haunted house today, then It's shameful."

Both Han Qiuming and Song An were holding back a fire, but instead they diluted the fear in their hearts.

"I'm too lazy to be angry with such a person." Song An was no longer afraid and walked forward alone.

"Old Song, don't go alone!" Guo Miao was afraid that something would happen to Song An, so he chased after him and distanced himself from the people behind him.

"The forest is getting bigger, and there are all kinds of birds." Han Qiuming walked slowly behind. When he first entered the third ward, he was also shocked by the scene inside, but now he has gradually adapted.

He looked back: "You three follow me closely, there are ten minutes left, and I will take you through customs. To be honest, this haunted house is okay in China, but compared with those foreign haunted houses without restrictions, it is not at all a grade. ."

"Mr. Han, I understand what you said, but there is one thing I want to confirm with you again." Xiao Du walked at the back of the team, his face pale, he didn't notice the quarrel between Han Qiuming and Song An at all. Focus on other things.

"What's up?"

"Didn't you say those dolls wouldn't appear within five meters of us?"

Xiao Du pointed behind him, those strangely shaped and extremely realistic dolls have all entered the third ward!

The woman with the school badge at the head stood occasionally in the middle of the corridor, her head bowed, and she was only three or four meters away from Xiao Du.