Assistant Xia shrank her head with guilt: "This child thinks the boys' dormitory doesn't have hot water, so he insists on staying in the girls' dormitory... Miss Bai, don't worry, this kid has a very good moral character. There are surveillance cameras everywhere on the floor, and on every floor.

There is an independent iron door. If Miss Bai is really scared, she will close the electric iron door on the third floor at night.

You live alone on the second floor and alone on the third floor, so they don’t affect each other."

After all, I am a girl, so I feel a little uncomfortable being arranged to live in the same building with a boy, alone and alone.

The school really makes me wonder if he is mentally ill!

But since his connections have been arranged in this way, I can only pay more attention at night.

At worst, the door should be locked tightly, not to mention, I still have Ah Xuan with me.

"Then if something happens to him at night and I have no time to take care of him, will this account be recorded on my head?"

I'm here to make money by chasing ghosts, not to save people!

I don't want to add too many burdens out of thin air.

Assistant Xia smiled dryly: "Of course that won't happen. Miss Bai only needs to do her own job well. Others don't have to worry about Miss Bai."

"That's good." I quickly walked out of the door of the women's dormitory with relaxed steps.

I walked from the dormitory area of ​​the school to the teaching area in a hurry. When I stepped on the main road out of the school gate, I suddenly saw a young woman wearing a white floral dress walking from the school gate with a stack of folders in her arms.

Walking towards you...

The woman had a delicate appearance, but her eyes showed an indifference that did not match her age. A beautiful sea-blue bead hung around her neck, and she hurried into the school on silver high heels.

As she passed us by, the wind carried her long black silky shawl hair, leaving two strands of shampoo fragrance at the ends of her hair.

However, this is not the point.

The point is that I saw black gas coming out of her whole body!

I have only seen this kind of black energy in ghosts with strong resentment.

But she is not a ghost, there is a shadow under her feet.

I paused for a step, turned around and watched her leave, and curiously asked Assistant Xia: "Is she also a teacher at your school?"

Assistant Xia also looked back and said with an apologetic smile: "No, she is also a family member of our dean. She is a twin sister and brother of the young man who lives in the girls' dormitory. She should be here to deliver documents to the dean. Why,

Miss Bai knows her?"

I looked away and shook my head calmly: "I don't know her. I just think she is pretty and young. I thought all the teachers in your school are as young and beautiful as Assistant Xia."

Assistant Xia blushed when I praised her. She raised her hand to brush the broken hair around her ear in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Ms. Bai is so complimentary. I'm just the principal's assistant, so I'm a bit younger. I'm a teacher recruited by our school."

They are all seniors with experience and qualifications, and the average age is over thirty years old, so our teaching staff is very strong!"

I pretended to be enlightened and nodded: "That's right."

After leaving school, Assistant Xia and I parted ways.

She walked home in the opposite direction, while I braved the scorching sun and went to the snack street in the alley not far away to find delicious lunch to fill my stomach.

After spending money to buy two bunches of ice cream, I turned around and happened to see a whirlwind coming from the north at the other end of the avenue, heading straight for the middle school.

The old aunt selling ice cream quickly grabbed the old man selling watermelon next to her, and said in a serious voice: "Did you see it? Did you see it? It's here again! At noon, either a cyclone or a tree branch comes. This school is so dark.

Very good!"

The old man shook his head and sighed: "I heard that another one was scared away last night. Why bother! Who dares to come to his school if there is such a commotion? There is no one to live in at all!"

"It's not necessarily true. Which school is clean downstairs? A clean school can't be built. Maybe, as they say, things get suppressed as the building becomes more popular."

"If the situation continues like this, I think it will be difficult to recruit students. Who would want to send their children to school in such a hellish den? What if something goes wrong?"

Yes, who wants to send their children to such a haunted place? If it were me, I would definitely shy away.

But...what the school said makes sense.

If it becomes popular, it can still act as a suppressor.

I held the ice cream and froze for half a minute, then walked to the willow tree and handed the ice cream to me: "Xuan Ye, Xuan Ye, come out to eat."

In the blink of an eye, he appeared next to me, took the ice cream, and held my hand with his big, cold hands.

"Is it hot?" he asked.

I pressed myself against him, soaked in the cool air, and took a mouthful of ice cream: "It's hot! I'm so hot from the sun. It's the Dragon Boat Festival, so it must be very hot."

He held me tighter: "Then you come closer to me, I will give you the cold air."

I nodded, "Well, by the way, they say snakes are afraid of the Dragon Boat Festival. Are you dragons afraid?"

He said: "Don't be afraid. I am not afraid of any festivals."

Seeing that he was holding the ice cream but not eating it, I urged, "The ice cream will melt. Eat it quickly. It's very sweet. Try it. You've never had ice cream, right?"

"I've never eaten it before." He picked up the ice cream and joked: "With such a piece, do you believe that I can swallow it in one bite?"

I squinted my eyes in doubt: "When you were in human form, your mouth wasn't that big."

He smiled like the bright moon in his arms, which was pleasing to the eye: "When you are in the shape of a dragon, does your mouth look very big?"

I hummed: "At least, I have no problem swallowing it in one gulp."

"That's not the case." He led me forward and said gently and tenderly: "I am reluctant to swallow my wife's."

I gnawed on a piece of ice cream, squinted my eyes, and said with a smile, "I was just making an analogy."

He pinched the back of my hand with his thumb and said unhappily: "That old man Zhong has too many conditions. He allows you to live broadcast, but you are not allowed to leak information about ghosts in the school. If you see a ghost during the live broadcast, you can still

He wants to pursue you to compensate for the loss of his reputation. He is really cunning and cunning."

I ate the ice cream and comforted me calmly: "I am the father of the fundraiser! Nine hundred thousand is a lot of money, it is twice the going price. After spending so much money, of course I have to ask for more."

.On the contrary, he has more things to do, and I feel more at ease, otherwise I would feel guilty after making this money."

"That time with Jiang Hexian, you made a million dollars, and you didn't feel guilty at all." He held the ice cream lovingly and scratched my nose with his little finger.

I pursed my lips and said: "He is a rich man, so he can be generous and don't worry about it. I will definitely not feel guilty... But not everyone in this world is as rich as him. I can't do it because of him."

Suddenly appearing, it subverts the three views, thinking that everyone in this world is rich and everyone's money is easy to make."

"Madam is a very sensible and good child."

The title "good boy" makes him look like my father.

"By the way, Madam, it turns out that she has so many fans. If you calculate it this way, wouldn't Madam be able to make a lot of money from one live broadcast? Then Madam could earn double the money from the orders she received in the past?"

I shook my head and explained patiently: "I have only done three or four live broadcasts on my account. Some of the haunted house sleep trials can be live broadcasted, some cannot, and some require the monitoring files to be handed over directly to the sponsor's father. Only those who take the initiative

Live broadcast can only be done if you find a place, or make sure there is no dirty things.

But you can't make much money in that kind of place. You can only make tens of thousands a night after a live broadcast. And there aren't many places like that, so it's not challenging at all. If you do too much, you'll be looked down upon. It's very difficult to increase your followers.

The ones that really give out the most money are places that have a reputation for being vicious and have a big benefactor behind them. This kind of place is where the benefactor is desperate and has to spend a lot of money to find peace of mind and a way out.

But often this kind of place either cares about social reputation, or it is the personal privacy of the sponsor. Just like the community where I met you before, and the Han family's old house, these two places cannot do live broadcasts casually.

After all, there really is a demon in the community. Once an unexpected situation occurs, the financial sponsor's father will suffer even more heavy losses. The Han family's old house is the Han family's private residence. Wouldn't the live broadcast let everyone know where the Han family's old house is and what it looks like?

Doing so would violate the privacy of the funder, is relatively unethical, and is considered an industry taboo.

Of course, there is another situation where haunted houses with coffins and corpses are not broadcast live. It is precisely for this reason that when many bloggers explore such places, they can only take pictures of the coffins and not dare to point the camera at them. It is very easy to walk away that way.

If you are unlucky, it can range from poor financial luck to family trouble, to life-threatening consequences!"
Chapter completed!