Chapter 23: The abuse value reaches 50,000!
Jiang Huan finally put down her chopsticks and bared her teeth fiercely: "If you have nothing to do, go and have fun by yourself!"
Xie Jiumian curled his eyes, placed the receiver in front of her and said, "Okay, I wish Miss Jiang a happy date."
[Happy breakup, I wish you happiness, you can find someone better~]
Pah.
Jiang Huan poked it over with her middle finger.
"Oh, sorry." She shrugged apologetically.
The radio lying on the ground was silent for three seconds.
[Save me, save me, save me]
Jiang Huan: “…”
unbelievable.
[Someone, come! Quickly connect Xie Jiumian's broken radio!]
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After breakfast, the three groups set off separately.
In the car, Fu Ran lit the window and sighed casually:
"It's been a while since I've been on a date with Ah-Han. I really miss the old days." He paused. "Ah-Han, how about you?"
Jiang Huan lay in the back seat with a smile on her face.
The place where she and Fu Ran had a date was just a cage, a basement, and darkness.
"Of course I miss Fu Guoguo. Today..." Tiger Teeth flashed in the sunlight, "It's a good opportunity to relive that time."
Soon, the program crew's car arrived at a secret room called Changteng Ghost School.
As soon as I entered the door, I was hit by the skull hanging and swinging above the door.
[Holy crap! That scared me!]
[Ah, I know this escape room. It's super difficult!]
Jiang Huan and Fu Ran were taken away by the staff, changed into clothes, and blindfolded.
"Welcome to Changteng Ghost School. Fifteen years ago, a girl named Ling Yue jumped from the bell tower of this school. Filled with resentment, her soul remains here forever."
"Fifteen years later, you arrive at this long-abandoned school. Following clues, you unlock doors to horrific truths one after another."
"You have ninety minutes to find the secret of the vengeful spirit. Good luck, both of you."
As soon as the NPC's voice stopped, the only light in the room flashed wildly.
Desks engraved with curses, blackboards splattered with blood, and hair in the trash can.
There is weirdness everywhere.
In the darkness, Fu Ran took off his blindfold, revealing his gloomy face.
Ah Huan, this time, it won't be so easy to escape...
At the gate of Changteng Ghost School.
Jiang He was trembling with fear at the skeleton at the door.
What a hell of a place!
They were almost at the Haizhong Restaurant when Xie Jiumian, holding his broken radio, started to feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and also cried out that his head was splitting.
As soon as his personal doctor arrived, he said that his illness must be stimulated in the haunted house to clear the qi, and only then could it be cured!
What kind of illness is this?! It's something that can only be cured by staying with Jiang Huan, right?
When Jiang He came to her senses, Xie Jiumian's figure was almost gone.
"Brother Mian, wait for me, I'm scared!"
She pinched her throat and chased after him.
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In the secret room.
Jiang Huan is standing on an NPC and holding a skull.
Flying and hiding, using threats and inducements.
He has single-handedly cracked three doors using blood-stained underwear, a broken watch, and a pinhole camera thinner than a hair.
[Ah, I’m being held in the palm of Huanhuan’s hand]
[To be honest, Jiang Huan is quite smart. We even found the one hiding under the butt pad.]
[Just because she dared to take out the underwear in the toilet, she is a warrior! ]
[Does taking Fu Ran's hand count? ? ?]
At this moment, Jiang Huan stood outside the last secret room door.
Use the key you just found to open the door.
“Pah—”
The ceiling light in the room suddenly went out.
The live broadcast room screen flashed, and a line of small words appeared on the screens of all the viewers: Network is loading~
[Holy crap! What's going on? There's no video! Directors, can you please fix that awful internet connection?]
[Ah ...
Director Li crossed his legs leisurely, not panicking at all. "Go, make an announcement saying there's a network issue and it will be back online in half an hour."
“Tick-tock, tick-tock—”
In the dark room, there was a sound of dripping water.
Fu Ran lit a candle and stood behind Jiang Huan.
The flickering light made his face dim.
"Ah Huan, you've been very naughty lately."
He stroked Jiang Huan's long hair and sniffed it greedily.
"Why are you shaking? Are you scared?"
"When you did these things, didn't you think about the consequences today?"
"Now it's time to be completely obedient."
Seeing the woman's motionless body, Fu Ran curled his lips.
Sure enough, the obedience potion worked.
Now it's time to settle the accounts, well... where should I start?
He curled his lips and took a step forward, unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.
Thinking of what he was about to do, Fu Ran's blood began to surge.
When Jiang Huan woke up and saw that her whole body was covered with bruises, what expression would she have?
The shadow on the wall swayed, and the arm, magnified several times, rose up.
His pupils trembled with excitement.
"Come on, Ah-Hsuan!"
He twitched violently—
“Ouch!”
Fu Ran cried out in pain and fell to the ground, covering his legs.
"You...you're okay?! How is that possible!"
Jiang Huan straightened the whip, swung it a few times, and looked down at him.
"Brother Fu, how can you fall for the same trick twice?"
Tiger fangs flashed, "I told you, idiot, you will be punished."
Outside the secret room, the photographer and the PD were waiting for the network to be repaired, squatting at the door and eating melon seeds.
"We have to guard the door. Master Fu told us to wait half an hour before plugging in the network cable. We can't charge you for nothing... Hey, it seems like someone is calling?"
The PD filming the video waved his hand: "That young master is having fun, don't bother with it."
The photographer understood immediately and laughed too.
"Help—help!"
The door of the secret room suddenly opened, Fu Ran struggled out, and was pulled back in by a hand.
The two people at the door stopped moving:?
Finally, they exchanged glances ambiguously: "Interest, interest."
The shrill voice sounded again, and the two pretended not to hear it until the voice gradually faded away.
The door opens.
The woman had long, slightly curly hair and walked gracefully towards him, her eyes full of smiles as she played with something on her fingertips.
Looking closely, it was the card hanging on Fu Ran.
The watermelon-eating duo was so shocked that they dropped their melon seeds and quickly plugged in the network cable.
"Ahem, Mr. Jiang! Why, why is it you?"
"If it's not me, then who could it be?" Jiang Huan asked with a smile.
"No one, no one. Have you figured it out? Then please share the secret of the vengeful spirit!"
Director Li said this and winked at the staff, asking them to go and check the room.
[Huh?! I won already! Where's the process?! Who taught you to film like this?]
[No, it's ten minutes?!]
Jiang Huan threw out the clue fragment from Fu Ran - a white thumb joint prop.
Telling the secret of the vengeful spirit:
Fifteen years ago, the good student Ling Yue saw injustice and rescued a girl who was being bullied. As a result, she became the target of bullying by the bully.
She asked the teacher for help, but the teacher comforted her while putting his claws under her skirt.
She sought help from her family, but her closest relatives questioned why she was the only one being treated like this.
So on her seventeenth birthday, she put on her favorite white dress and jumped off the school bell tower with hatred.
Jiang Huan unveiled her name tag.
"I'm Ling Yue."
"The hidden boss is Fu Ran."
She finished telling the entire story line and heard the voice in her ear.
[Ding, 50,000+ in funds were received from being abused! ]
Jiang Huan smiled even more ostentatiously.
This trip is worth it!
The program team took out the questions they had prepared long ago: "Teacher Jiang, you have fully experienced Ling Yue's tragic life. Do you have any insights?"
Jiang Huan raised her eyebrows: "For example?"
"For example, if she hadn't worn a skirt on her birthday, she wouldn't have been molested by her teacher. If she hadn't saved the bullied girl on the street, she wouldn't have become the second target of bullying. Is that right?"
The program team patiently guided her and looked forward to her answer.
As long as she is right, there will be hope for it to be on the hot search tonight!
"I think that at any time and in any place, if you encounter violence..." Jiang Huan leaned over.
The camera zooms in.
The next second, she raised her middle finger and raised her voice: "Fuck you!"
Um? ? ?
"No, Teacher Jiang, don't say it's forbidden..."
"If you're threatened, fuck them! If you're molested, fuck them! Tear up the fairy tale books beside your bed and crush the princess dreams in your hearts!"
"He lifts up your skirt, chop him up."
"He's using moral blackmail, chop him up."
"He spews shit from his mouth, chop him up."
"he……"
Beep!
Five minutes of harmony in the live broadcast room.
The collective director team collapsed.
The live broadcast room is harmonious, and the comments are transferred to the square——
"I've always been isolated by my classmates at school. They asked me why I was the only one being targeted if I didn't do anything wrong. I was moved to tears when I saw this. Actually... I also want to know why."
"I've been taking care of my child full-time for three years now, and it's so hard to be on top of my job. He said I could only get a job that paid 3,000 yuan, so it's better to stay home and take care of the child. He said I was getting fat and ugly, but how could I have the time to dress up? He said my postpartum depression was just pretentious, and that being a mother is a mother's duty. I'm a mother, yes, but I also want to be myself (crying)."
"My name is Zhaodi."
"I was molested on the bus. The bastard said my skirt was too short. If not me, who should he touch?"
"Sisters, wake up, this is our time!"
"If you don't believe in Amen, then believe in Chuanmen!"
…
Suddenly, voices came from all directions.
Hot searches are frequently on the rise.
#JiangHuan encountered bullying, fuck it! (explosive)
#Chop him up (explosion)
Online, Jiang Huan's views on the topic of bullying were widely circulated, and the Weibo hot search index soared.
On the field, a scream pierced the secret room.
"Brother Fu? What's wrong with you, Brother Fu! Wake up!"
—
Fu Ran was lying on the hospital bed, drinking sugar water and breathing oxygen, but he still hadn't recovered.
His whole body was swollen from being beaten by Jiang Huan, especially that part, which he was beaten three times!
However, he couldn't care less about these things at the moment, because...
"System?" he called out again tentatively.
It was still quiet all around.
"Don't be ridiculous, come out!"
He called out over and over again.
My heartbeat kept accelerating, and I was once again overwhelmed by a huge sense of fear.
What about the system?
From just now on, he could no longer sense anything.
Damn it, what the hell is going on!
On the other side, the ghost school lounge.
Jiang Huan pulled out a bench, lifted up her plastered leg, and took out some snacks from the director's crew, took a few bites, found them unpalatable, and threw them aside.
Finally, he clapped his hands and asked, "Are you going to come out on your own, or do you want me to beat you out?"
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