Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

That night, Zhao Yingnan and Shu Ling agreed on the dormitory's "bedtime check" and sneaked out.

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

"Sister Yingnan, sister Shu Ling, are you going out now? Why don't you call me?"

The two of them felt guilty.

It was Shu Ling who explained: "Yingnan and I thought that since it's the third night, it would be better to investigate separately."

"We will separate when we go downstairs later, so I didn't bother to call you."

"Oh~" Song Qingyou nodded thoughtfully, "That's it."

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

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

"Shu Ling and I won't waste any time here. Let's go first."

After saying this, she ran away without waiting for Song Qingyou to respond.

Song Qingyou was not in a hurry at all. She said hello to the photographer and walked out slowly after five minutes.

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

After confirming that the seven people in front of her were gone, 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 'Student Council President'.

As soon as the door was opened, a 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 arms were raised high, as if she was about to dance in the next second.

Song Qingyou stood at the door and stared for a long time, refusing to go in.

"Aren't you going in?" The person taking the photo couldn't help but ask.

Song Qingyou raised her eyelids and said nothing.

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

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

It is a moonlight sonata filled with hazy sadness.

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

She is like a rusty doll, her movements are like a machine when dancing, and everything is weird.

The originally beautiful melody, at this moment, sent chills down the spine.

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

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

Pale face.

A ferocious expression.

There were tears of blood under his eyes.

Under the green light, he clearly looked like a murderous ghost.

Song Qingyou had no reaction.

But the cameraman behind me gasped, growled, "F*ck," and took several steps back, barely turning around and running away.

Especially the 'fierce ghost' was dancing and moving towards the door.

"How about we run away first-"

He wanted to drag Song Qingyou away with the photographer.

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

"hiss--"

I shivered again while following the camera.

If he hadn't been able to hear the staff's voices through the left earphone, he would have run away long ago!

Of course Song Qingyou also heard the screams.

Moreover, he was very sharp and could distinguish the voices of Zhao Yingnan, Tang Zinian, and Jiang Xuyan.

Now it seems that teaching building B has definitely been carefully decorated by the program team!

Those people's voices were so loud, which gave her the opportunity to find them legitimately.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyou dodged away from the figure in the activity room, grabbed the other person's arm, and was about to throw him over his shoulder.

The dancing 'ghost' suddenly panicked, "Teacher Song! Don't be impulsive! Director, help me!"

At the critical moment, he even shouted for help.

Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment, but he didn't throw the person out after all.

"Now that I've scared people, it's time to get off work..."

She waved her hand and asked people to go first.

The 'female ghost' with pale and terrifying makeup said aggrievedly:

"Why wasn't Sister You scared?"

"Not very scary."

Song Qingyou is a person who has experienced even weird worlds, how could she be afraid of this?

"You insist on scaring people. Is it possible that as long as you scare people, your salary will be increased?"

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

The cameraman in the back silently moved away from her.

Even though I was wearing such scary makeup at night, I was still laughing!

In fact, the purpose of the group performances arranged by the program team and the recording of this program was to scare a few guests.

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

Seeing that Song Qingyou was really indifferent, the 'female ghost' had no choice but to leave work early.

Song Qingyou walked straight to the piano and opened the top cover.

"ah--"

The sight of the scene made the cameraman let out a short scream.

Under the strings on the left side of the piano, there was an arm that had been cut to pieces by the strings and was already somewhat dry.

There were "bloodstains" everywhere in the piano that were so red that they turned black.

Next to that arm, there was a walkman that could play music regularly. It looked like it had run out of power a long time ago.

Take a few deep breaths with the camera, and be mentally prepared before you dare to look directly at the overly realistic props prepared by the program crew.

He couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you scared? Why didn't you react at all?"

Song Qingyou said with a calm face: "I was frightened and could only be in a daze."

It’s strange that the cameraman would believe this.

But seeing Song Qingyou not moving, he suddenly wasn't so scared anymore.

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

The photographer was shocked: "Where did you get these gloves? Why haven't I seen you get them during the day?"

Song Qingyou: "I got it in the laboratory. You might not have noticed it at that time."

The person taking the photo was even more surprised: "Yes, really?"

But most of his attention was obviously on Song Qingyou!

Not to mention the cameraman, no one in the program crew saw Song Qingyou holding the gloves.

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

Next, Song Qingyou carefully put her bloody arm under the strings into a plastic bag and started cleaning the blood stains in the piano.

When she felt that the touch on her arms was similar to that of living human skin, she even praised:

"The arms prepared by the program team are good."

"Blood stains are not difficult to clean either."

Follow the photoshoot: "..."

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

Especially when I saw her lifting the plastic bag so calmly, running to the laboratory building, and placing the bag on the red maple tree...

Song Qingyou jumped down from the tree, clapped her hands, and said in a relaxed tone: "Done!"

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

"For two reasons."

Song Qingyou looked at the camera with great interest.

"First, the tree has already been dug up, so it would be pointless to continue burying it."

"two is……"

"What is it?" the camera asked.

"I'm lazy."

"..."

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

Follow the photoshoot: "..."

understood.

A moment of silence for the next digger.

"Let's go to teaching building B."