Super thriller live broadcast

I took a taxi to Xinhu High School. At first, even the taxi driver didn’t know there was such a place. He asked questions while walking. It took more than two hours to reach the destination.

I paid for it, got out of the car, and looked around. Deep in a wasteland with waist-high weeds and smelly ditches, I saw the dusty campus outside the city.

"Isn't this very different from the aristocratic private school in the photo?"

The school in the photo was high-end and upscale, but the abandoned school in front of me was so gloomy, it looked like a corpse half buried in the soil.

"It's 11 o'clock, we need to speed up the progress." In order to complete the task, I plunged into the wasteland and trudged forward, but before I got very far, I was stopped by a row of rusty iron fences.

"No entry!" The warning sign was taken off by someone and thrown into the mud. There were still a few vague bloody handprints on it.

I picked it up and hung it up again, but I was a little puzzled: "Normally, even if the factory is abandoned, there will be no purposely built isolation fence, unless there are a lot of harmful and toxic raw materials hidden inside, and the school should not be abandoned no matter what. Isolated?"

I climbed over the fence and walked in. If I looked back at this moment, I could see that the warning sign I had just hung shook a few times on its own, and then fell into the mud again with a "pop".

When I arrived at the main entrance of the school, there were two red locks on the black painted door. I looked inside and could only roughly make out the outlines of a few buildings.

I was observing attentively when I suddenly felt a bit of coldness in my calves. I jumped away quickly, and then I saw a black cat squatting at my feet.

"Scared me."

The black cat's eyes glowed green, tilted its head in a very humane manner, and then "swooshed" into the abandoned school.

"After being startled, if I repeat this a few times, I will have a nervous breakdown sooner or later." After stuffing the suitcase under the door, I climbed through the iron gate and entered Xinhu High School.

"Phew, we arrived at our destination successfully. My second live broadcast is about to begin!" He took out his camera and mobile phone and plugged in the mobile encoding stick.

"Image acquisition..."

"The barrage is connecting..."

"The data is stable. Do you want to start the live broadcast?"

"yes."

"Welcome Teletubbies Died of Murder to the live broadcast room, welcome Officer Huang from Class 2, Grade 3, to the live broadcast room, welcome..."

As soon as the broadcast started, several familiar names appeared in the live broadcast room.

"Damn it, the anchor is still alive, great!"

"Anchor, we all thought you had already left for the west, and the wreaths were all ordered!"

"Where are you going to commit suicide tonight? Phone No. 1 is on standby and you can call the police at any time!"

The enthusiasm of the water friends was beyond my imagination. Although they were all talkative guys, it still diluted my uneasiness and nervousness.

"Welcome everyone to the super thriller live broadcast room again. The place we are going to tonight is really scary."

I pointed the camera at the name of the school: "This school is called Xinhu High School. It is a private aristocratic school jointly run by China and Japan. Only children from wealthy families can attend school here..."

"I've heard of similar aristocratic schools that introduce Japanese-style elite education, and the tuition is horribly expensive!"

"Bah! We have five thousand years of history in China, but we still need to introduce Japanese-style education? The Japanese and puppet troops get out of the live broadcast room!"

"Japs, get out!"

"Um, everyone, calm down. Xinhu High School was banned five years ago. There is no need to argue about this." If I didn't pay attention to the rhythm in the live broadcast room, I would be led astray. I quickly stopped and prepared to fight for pictures if I disagreed. Veteran drivers of drag racing: "Logically speaking, this school should be very famous in the local area, but in fact, after my visit and investigation, I found that the information about this school was intentionally blocked five years ago."

"What are they hiding? Or what happened five years ago that caused the entire school to be closed down?" Everyone's attention was slowly attracted by what I said: "Go through the layers of fog and find the lost truth. Tonight I will lead you to unravel all the mysteries.”

"It's crazy, the guard will wake up soon!"

"My intuition tells me that there must be something fishy in the women's locker room. I hope the anchor will find out."

"The teachings upstairs are quite profound. The poor monk observed the stars at night and came up with the same answer as the one upstairs!"

"The two fellow Taoists are in trouble. If you ask me, the yin energy in the women's restroom is worse..."

"Scum, get out!"

Holding my cell phone and camera, I put my suitcase at the door and entered the campus.

As for whether to go to the women's locker room or the women's restroom first, it's not something I consider. The first thing I have to do when arriving in an unfamiliar environment is to confirm the direction and find out the map.

"Teaching building, laboratory building, women's apartment, office building, playground..."

Xinhu High School is very big, and it will take a long time to complete all the transfers. To be on the safe side, I decided to search building by building to see if I could find anything.

"Anchor, if you really don't want to go to the women's locker room, we can accept it in the girls' apartment."

"Come on, come on, I agree to go to the girls' apartment."

"6 Your sister, we are on a ghost-detection show. There must be a ghost in the women's restroom. I guarantee it with my personality."

After careful consideration, I finally chose to enter the teaching building closest to the gate.

This building is not too high, only four floors. Because it pursues elite education, the school does not have many students. A total of three grades are taught in one building.

There are four classrooms on each floor of the teaching building. There are signs indicating the years and classes on the door of the classroom. There are two exits on the left and right. There are traces of fire burns on the stair walls. Most of the handrails have fallen off and are bare. If someone walks on them accidentally, they will be injured. Will fall down.

"Looking at this, the speculations on the Internet are not groundless. The fire and stampede incidents are very likely true." I walked in the corridor on the first floor. I wonder if everyone has had similar experiences. I looked at the empty classroom late at night. The rows of desks and chairs placed there quietly felt inexplicably scary.

The classroom was empty, and there seemed to be something written on the blackboard, but you couldn't see clearly even if you pressed your face against the window.

No surprise, all the classrooms on the first floor were empty.

Sticking to the cracked wall, I walked to the second floor.

"Class 5 of Grade 1, Class 1 of Grade 2, Class 2 of Grade 2..." I walked around the second floor, but still didn't find it. I began to suspect that I was making a fuss, and walked up to the third floor in one breath.

"Empty, empty, still empty." My anxious heart finally let go, but when I looked at the last classroom on the third floor.

"That is?"

Through the window, I saw four black figures standing next to the podium!

"Bang!" I lost my grip and the camera suddenly fell to the ground. I took two steps back. If there were no railings behind me, I might have fallen directly from the third floor!

"What?! Are there students on this campus? No, calm down, maybe it's just a human statue."

I picked up the camera and approached the window again: "No more?! Those four black figures are gone! They are not models!"

Cold sweat broke out, and I didn't care about watching the barrage in the live broadcast room, and moved my body towards the stairs.

"Creak." The classroom door was opened at this time, "I was scared to death. Come out, it's not a ghost, it's a person!"

Hearing that the voice was young, I stared dumbfoundedly at the sight of two men and two women walking out of the classroom with schoolbags on their backs.

"you……"

"We are students from a nearby school. We have heard that this place is haunted, so we came here to test our courage." The boy in the lead looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, and was the oldest of the four of them.

"Why are you trying? Go home quickly, it's very dangerous here!" I said in a rare serious tone. The Underworld Show has set the live broadcast location here, indicating that there may really be a ghost here!

"Uncle, you are too timid." One of the girls with short hair smiled at me. She and the boy must be in a relationship.

"Hurry home. If something happens, you won't be able to run away even if something happens."

"You adults just like to make noises. We came here earlier than you, and you don't think there's anything strange about it?"

"Yes, if you want to go, you go, our game of courage has just begun."

Today's children are really bold. In other words, if they don't do something, they won't die. If I force them to leave, it might arouse their rebellious mood and follow them secretly.

"Well, since you don't want to leave, can you take me to play that dare-testing game with you? I'm a supernatural adventure anchor, and I'm actually quite interested in this kind of stuff." I just said these words. I simply wanted to protect them, but I didn't expect that the real nightmare would begin from here.