"What's wrong? Boss?" Wang Fan asked in confusion.
Lin Sen pointed to the scratch in front of the dressing table mirror and said, "Didn't I ask you to check whether there is any wear and tear? These furniture will be returned after the live broadcast is over!"
"Huh?" Wang Fan came over and looked at it with wide eyes for a long time before he discovered the scratch. "It's really... the light in this room is too dark. I didn't see it before..."
However, what Lin Sen fears most is the nightmare from before.
In the dream, there was this scratch under the apple in front of the mirror.
What exactly is this...
The shape of the scratches is exactly the same as what I saw in the dream!
Can't see any difference...
He raised his hand and touched his forehead.
What is this? A prophetic dream?
I remember when I was a child in the village, when my parents invited the goddess to read their faces, they asked her to read their faces. The goddess pretended to touch my face, then shook her head from time to time and said some words that even my parents could not understand.
what does that mean?
I remember that at that time, because my grandfather was seriously ill, instead of sending him to the county hospital, his parents asked the goddess to come and summon his soul. I remember that that night, he originally went to bed early, but he woke up inexplicably in the middle of the night.
When he woke up, he came to his grandfather's room and opened a gap.
Inside...the goddess who was calling the soul was dancing crazily in front of grandpa's bed.
After that, he suddenly remembered that the goddess glanced at the crack in the door.
At that time, he was frightened. That look was like a ferocious ghost from hell looking at him...
Lin Sen's hand touched the scratches in front of his eyes, and his inner uneasiness became more intense. At this time, he began to think of Wang Fan's previous mention of apples to him.
However, the live broadcast is about to start. Now, the arrow is on the string and it has to be released. If nothing else, if the live broadcast is interrupted, the advertiser's liquidated damages alone will be enough for them to completely bankrupt.
"Well, um, boss." Wang Fan then asked, "Since you're awake, let me ask, first put the apple in front of the mirror?"
"ah?"
"Well, I mean, put it in front of the mirror."
Lin Sen looked at the mirror on the dressing table in front of him. In his dream, it was from this mirror that he saw the pupilless monk standing behind him.
The monk's words still impressed him deeply.
"Let it go."
Lin Sen tightened his hands and spoke without much hesitation.
"okay."
When Wang Fan brought the apple, Lin Sen grabbed it and placed it at least five centimeters away from the scratch.
"Listen up..." He pointed at the apple and said, "From now on, no one is allowed to touch this apple. Not even an inch is allowed. Do you understand?"
"I know, I will tell the others."
"Ah That's good."
He glanced at the apple again. After all, there was a certain distance between it and the scratch. In this way, it was different from the scene in the dream.
"Boss, come and eat first. Our takeaway has arrived."
"okay."
Walked out of the bedroom and came to the living room outside. At this time, everyone's takeaways had been placed on the table.
After Lin Sen sat down, Mei Yue sat opposite him and asked doubtfully, "Well, boss, are you so tired? Have you slept for so long?"
Lin Sen gave a bitter smile and said, "Let's eat first. Those special guests should be arriving soon."
"okay."
"Boss Lin, what I ordered for you was your favorite hot and sour noodles. I ordered it on my own because you were asleep..."
"It's okay," Lin Sen, who was still picky about what to eat, opened the plastic bag and started eating.
The atmosphere in the room was actually very tense.
The place where they are now is a very famous haunted place on the Internet, and they are eating in this place. Now that I think about it, it is really magical.
Jin Chao turned on his mobile phone to check. There are quite a few people discussing this live broadcast online. Many people are arguing, and some even say online that they are betting on whether their live broadcast team can come out alive. Most people are
With the mentality of a crowd-pleaser, I am looking forward to tonight’s live broadcast.
Everyone is scrolling through their mobile phones, and when they think that they have become the center of attention on the Internet, they feel a strong sense of vanity.
"After tonight, we should all be Internet celebrities." Mei Yue felt that the surroundings were too quiet, so she decided to lighten the atmosphere and said, "It's really incredible. I think back when I was live broadcasting on Huya, my ranking kept falling.
Not many people paid attention to me. Later, when the Qiao Biluo incident happened, I almost died laughing... I still look good as a host, hahahahaha..."
Wang Fan took a bite of the rice noodles he ordered and said, "If it was you and Aunt Qiao who competed online at that time, maybe you would be the one who got angry."
"Okay, stop chatting and spanking." Lin Sen continued, "Have you memorized all the advertising slogans for advertising placement? You must not miss them. It doesn't matter if the placement is harder, you must remember it."
"This is natural." Mei Yue is quite confident about this. "I am responsible for the cosmetics part anyway. At the beginning of the live broadcast, I will bring up the topic of my own skin, and then introduce the skin care products I usually use..."
There were also several bottles of Red Bull on the table, which was also the product responsible for the advertising placement this time. Lin Sen pointed at Red Bull and said, "Then, we will show our fatigue and drink a can of Red Bull. We must drink it when the time comes."
Focus on Red Bull. Red Bull is our largest sponsor at present, so we must give more close-ups."
Mei Yue said with a smile, "I guess the barrage will float by then. Whatever Red Bull will give you, I will give you ten times the amount of Dongpeng Special Drink."
The atmosphere finally changed from depressing to relaxing a little.
Just when the meal was about to be finished, Lin Sen suddenly remembered something, looked back at the bedroom, and said, "And... apples. The apples placed in front of the mirror must not be moved."
Mei Yue looked a little confused, "I remember that there is no part in the ceremony about not touching the apples? Or am I remembering it wrong?"
"I told you not to move, so don't move."
At this point, Lin Sen's expression became serious: "Don't touch the apple."
"Okay, okay..."
The atmosphere immediately became a bit solemn again. It was the first time for everyone to see Lin Sen's serious expression.
Just then...
Wang Fan's cell phone rang.
Wang Fan immediately connected the phone.
"Miss Xie? Well, you are here, right? Okay, I understand, I will go down to pick you up."
He put down his chopsticks and said, "They are all here. I think we met them on the road."
"All of them are here? Five people?" Lin Sen was slightly stunned.
"Well, that seems to be the case."
Lin Sen held his chin and thought for a moment, then said, "I'll go down with you."
After Lin Sen and Wang Fan went out together, Wang Fan found that Lin Sen was very worried now, and he looked completely different from the cheerful look he had yesterday.
"Boss Lin, you don't seem to be in a good condition."
"Wang Fan..." Lin Sen walked to the elevator, reached out and pressed the button, and said, "Maybe I don't understand myself either."
"Ah?" Wang Fan was caught off guard by these words and didn't understand what Lin Sen meant at all.
"Do I really believe that there are no ghosts and gods in this world...or do I simply don't want to believe it? Because I always hated my parents' foolish behavior when I was a child. Instead of sending my grandfather to the hospital, I would rather spend money to find a goddess to call him.
soul."
"Perhaps I have been fearing and escaping from something subconsciously..."
Are there really some supernatural phenomena in this world that cannot be explained by science?
Can materialism really explain everything in the world?
The elevator door opened.
Seeing the mirror facing him, Lin Sen subconsciously felt a sense of disgust.
He quickly walked into the elevator, then turned his back to the mirror and pressed the button for the first floor.
Wang Fan also walked in. He didn't know why Lin Sen said such things and was a little worried about him.
The elevator sinks slowly.
However, during this process, Lin Sen became increasingly uneasy.
He always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the mirror behind him.
He turned around from time to time and looked at the mirror behind him. But every time, he couldn't see anything unusual.
Did he think too much?
still?
"That eminent monk back then...is his soul still sleeping in this building?"
Lin Sen murmured and prayed in his heart that tonight's live broadcast can be completed smoothly...