The assistant followed Fan Zeng to watch the recording, and was busy organizing her notes.

Seeing Lu Xu calling Mao, the assistant realized that the idol had no family, and was naturally distressed.

However, before the sadness could brew, a "whine" sound came from behind.

There were only her and Fan Zeng in the monitoring room, and the assistant looked around unconsciously. The room was empty, and there was no one else. If she was far away, she could comfort herself that it was just the sound of the wind, but the crying sound lingered in her ears, as if there was something invisible. The assistant was so

scared that she froze in place, and she didn't even dare to move her eyes, for fear that she would accidentally see something inanimate.

It was not until Fan Zeng spoke to her that the assistant finally found her voice: "Brother Fan, it's not me..."

At this moment, neither of them spoke, but the crying continued.

Somehow, Fan Zeng suddenly thought of the strange stories told by others in the station. In fact, no one has lived in this apartment for a long time. It is said that it is because of some supernatural events. When the station just allocated the dormitory, many people advised Fan Zeng to change it. After all, haunting is not a joke.

However, this is a decision made by the station. As a professional media person, Fan Zeng cannot openly engage in feudal superstition.

He has been here twice before and did not think there was anything wrong with this apartment.

But now someone is crying in the room. If it's not him or the assistant, then who could it be?

The assistant was thinking the same thing as Fan Zeng. A girl who just graduated and started working is not very timid. She is very brave to not cry until now.

She thought about it again and again, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "Brother Fan, do you still want to stay here?"

"Come with me to see, we must find this prankster." Fan Zeng stood up and shouted to the assistant that he was going to catch someone.

The two didn't say anything, but their bodies moved quickly and honestly, and they didn't want to stay in there for a moment.

After finally leaving the room, the assistant turned his back to the room and didn't dare to look back: "Brother Fan, what should we do now?"

"Let's go find the security guards to come and take a look. With more people, nothing will happen."

The two of them left here like flying, as if something was chasing them from behind.

"Is this okay? Are you sure they are scared?"

"Of course, otherwise why would they run."

Three heads popped out of the door of the monitoring room, staring at the backs of Fan Zeng and the others as they left.

If you look closely, you can see that the three of them are floating in the air without touching their feet.

Seeing Fan Zeng and the other man disappear around the corner, the three of them turned back in unison and reprimanded the one who was squatting in the corner and crying: "Old Four, your brothers are not criticizing you. We have said that scaring people is about momentum. Are you tickling their ears by crying?"

The one called Old Four looked young, with a wrinkled brow on his chubby face. He pointed at Room 201 on the screen with trembling hands: "I was just about to cry like a ghost, but I saw this person. Look carefully, does he look a lot like Lord Lu Xu? Could he be here specifically to mess with us? Wuwuwu..."

Every ghost in this area knows the name Lu Xu, but no one has ever seen him.

They just heard that when Lord Lu Xu is in a good mood, he is as gentle as spring breeze and drizzle, but when he gets angry, he can scare ghosts away in a minute.

They are wandering souls, who stay in the world for various reasons. They haven't got the reincarnation certificate yet, so naturally they have no chance to see Lu Xu.

When they heard Lu Xu's name, the three at the door shivered in unison. Then they thought it was wrong: "Lord Lu Xu is the god of death, how could he come to participate in the human competition."

The others heard that this made sense.

Xiao Si thought about it, but couldn't help but took out the Huawei Mate Pro that his family had burned before and sent a message. The other party was a ghost sister he had added in the game nearby, and she often saw Lord Lu Xu in the ghost circle.

[Sister Xiaobai, do you think Lord Lu Xu will participate in the human talent show? 】

The female ghost on the other end was busy checking the passing vehicles, repeating "Is it you? Not you". She was working seriously, but suddenly received a message. She clicked it and found that it was her brother asking her about Lu Xu.

The female ghost admired Lu Xu very much, and replied immediately -

[A talent show? Impossible. The stadium is not a morgue, why would he go there if he has nothing to do. 】

After getting this reply, the four people finally felt at ease.

"Then let's do it according to the original plan?"

"Okay. Let's work together to drive out the enemies who invaded our home!"

After the four of them finished their oath, they left.

After Lu Xu finished the call, his phone was taken away.

Including the VJ, everyone thought that he had a miserable fate. They wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to start the conversation, so they had to ignore it.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit strange. Lu Xu smiled and stood up: "You guys take a shower first, I'll go out for some fresh air."

Song Zhe nodded, and did not forget to remind him: "Go ahead, but there is still a recording tomorrow, you should come back early to rest."

"I know."

There were cameras everywhere on the second floor, from the room to the corridor.

Lu Xu's face was indifferent, and he observed the surrounding environment calmly, preparing to find a blind spot to contact Xie An.

For a job like Lu Xu's, it is impossible without a mobile phone. Fortunately, he prepared two phones early, and he still had the one for taking orders.

Each dormitory has a bathroom, but the efficiency is too slow for six people to take turns to wash. In order to help the trainees save time, the program team specially converted a public bathroom. At this time, many trainees in the corridor were taking toiletries to take a shower. The weather was hot, and the young people were full of energy. Many trainees simply took off their shirts and came out wearing only loose pajamas. They

were all trainees. Regardless of their strength, at least their looks and figures were the best among their peers.

Clean and hearty smiles, young and energetic bodies...

everything looked so energetic and beautiful.

Lu Xu stood in the corridor with one hand in his pocket, and his eyes passed through the crowd and finally fixed on the girl squatting by the wall. She was wearing a JK uniform and looked like she was still in school. She was holding a rope in her hand, her face was purple, and her long tongue was hanging from her mouth, swaying like a snake spitting out its tongue.

At this moment, the girl was holding her chin and watching the trainees coming and going, her eyes almost crescent-shaped from smiling.

Except for Lu Xu, no one noticed the existence of this girl. There were even trainees who were unaware of the situation and passed directly through her body.

Lu Xu raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect to meet a hanged ghost here.

There were too many trainees in the corridor, and each of them looked different. The female ghost looked at this one and that one, and thought that every boy was good-looking. She didn't know which one to look at for a while.

Until she turned her head and saw Lu Xu, the female ghost's eyes lit up -

wow, this one is the most handsome!

Lu Xu smiled, pretending not to see the female ghost floating towards him, and went downstairs to find a quiet place to make a phone call.

As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Fan Zeng and several staff members standing outside the monitoring room, and they didn't look very good.

"I must have heard it wrong. It's okay, everyone go back and have a rest."

Fan Zeng and his assistant came out of the monitoring room and immediately contacted the security team. They patrolled the first floor and didn't hear any crying.

In front of so many people, Fan Zeng couldn't say much, just hoping that he really heard it wrong.

"Brother Fan, did something happen?"

Fan Zeng turned around and found that Lu Xu had come here without knowing when. He adjusted his mood and asked Lu Xu with concern: "Why did you come down?"

"I just wanted to take a walk to relax." Lu Xu came to the door of the monitoring room and asked Fan Zeng after a glance, "Brother Fan, was there a ghost just now?"

Fan Zeng didn't expect Lu Xu to say this. Fortunately, there was no one around, so he immediately pulled him aside: "What ghost, don't say such things."

He wanted to deny it, but when he looked up, he met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Fan Zeng always thought Lu Xu was good-looking, especially those beautiful peach blossom eyes, and he told the photographer to take close-ups countless times.

But away from the camera, this was the first time Fan Zeng saw Lu Xu's eyes so closely -

the bright pupils were without a trace of impurities, as if they could reflect the deepest secrets in his heart.

Fan Zeng couldn't tell what it felt like to be X-rayed, but he subconsciously felt that he shouldn't hide it from Lu Xu.

He sighed, and finally compromised, whispering to Lu Xu about the weird thing he had just encountered. Before leaving, he did not forget to instruct Lu Xu: "Don't tell this to anyone else." Looking at Lu Xu's clean and innocent face, he was afraid that he would be scared by him, so he said, "Just think of it as listening to a story. Don't be afraid. Just take a nap." Fan

Zeng's tone was full of concern. Lu Xu looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Brother Fan, don't worry. I'm here."

"You kid..." Fan Zeng originally thought that Lu Xu was a newborn ox that was not afraid of tigers, but seeing the calmness on his face, he inexplicably felt a sense of conviction.

Without waiting for Fan Zeng to speak again, Lu Xu said goodbye first: "Brother Fan, I can't sleep, so I'm just going to relax on the first floor."

"Yeah, don't stay up too late. We need to be in the best condition to record the show tomorrow."

Most of the lights on the first floor were turned off, leaving only the lights in the corridor.

Lu Xu walked calmly through the corridor and turned into the warehouse. There were no lights or surveillance here, so naturally no one would come to disturb him.

He walked straight to the window and opened the curtains. The wind poured in through the gaps, bringing with it the unique humid breath of summer.

Not long after Lu Xu entered the warehouse, the door behind him slammed shut. Suppressed crying suddenly rang out in the room, floating from far away and getting closer.

The incandescent light on the ceiling flickered, making a "sizzling" sound, and then suddenly dimmed.

Sensing the soul gradually approaching behind him, Lu Xu took out the custom-made cell phone from the Death God Department without panic, opened the dialog box with a smile and sent a message to Xie An -

don't worry about this month's performance, I have a new order.