At seven o'clock in the evening, after taking two wrong turns, Liu Dao finally drove Chen Ge to his destination.

"Get out of the car, I'll take you to meet other people in our studio." Liu Dao parked the car and drove into the woods nearby.

"We are almost at the county, right?" Chen Ge checked his backpack and got off the car with all his stuff.

The road has not been maintained for many years and is full of potholes and rubble, as if someone deliberately blocked the road and didn't want people to pass through.

The trees on both sides of the road must have been planted long ago. They are tall, straight and lush.

Walking into it, the treetops blocked the moonlight, not a single light could penetrate, giving people a slightly eerie feeling.

It was already dark. Chen Ge turned on the flashlight and followed Liu Dao. After walking for more than ten minutes, they still did not get out of the woods.

"Brother, are you lost?" Chen Ge looked for a long time but didn't see anyone.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Liu Dao made a phone call and then walked to the other side of the woods: "This area is very complicated. There are no reference points. If you are not careful, you will get lost. You will enter the hospital alone to broadcast live. Be careful on the road. It is best to make some marks on the tree trunks."

After walking for a few more minutes, Liu Dao and Chen Ge finally walked out of the woods. They saw a large civilian tent on a slope.

"This is the only open area nearby and also the place with the best signal." Seeing Liu Dao coming, several people who were busy in the tent all came out.

"Brother Liu, why did you come back just now? We are short of manpower. Do you want to tire me and Sister Li to death?" A young man with a flat head and a head like a teapot lid complained. He looked to be in his early twenties and was very carefree.

"You're obviously a person with poor sense of direction, yet you still insist on going to pick someone up." The one who spoke was Sister Li. She had rough skin and was stronger than the average man.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Liu Dao quickly pulled Chen Ge over and said, "This is Chen Ge, the anchor who is going to challenge the Third Hospital. There is still some time before the live broadcast starts. You should teach him how to use the live broadcast equipment and shooting techniques."

"He is Chen Ge?" Sister Li pushed Liu Dao away, and looked at Chen Ge together with the young man with the flat head. When they saw Chen Ge's appearance at this time, there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Isn't this a live show about ghost hunting? Why bring a chicken here?

They really wanted to complain about Chen Ge's outfit, but since it was their first meeting, they endured it.

"My name is Zhang Ping, this is Sister Li, and we will be responsible for the live broadcast tonight." The young man with a flat head led Chen Ge into the tent, which was filled with a lot of equipment. He told Chen Ge how to use various equipment, and then asked Chen Ge to open the black suitcase and taught Chen Ge the shooting techniques and precautions step by step.

Outside the tent, Sister Li watched this scene, feeling a little unsure: "Old Liu, are you sure this guy can do it? We sacrificed the recommendation of two anchors with 100,000 followers to get him a second-level page promotion. The platform is afraid of falling out with Qin Guang, and it is clear that they are not optimistic about us."

Liu Dao lit a cigarette. The platform's recommended resources are divided into five levels, with level one being the best and level five being the worst. The best recommendation they can get for a newcomer is a level two page recommendation.

"He only has one second-level recommendation, while Qin Guang has three first-level recommendations at the same time, and there is also a cover photo advertisement. The two sides are not in the same league at all." Sister Li has always been pessimistic about Chen Ge. This feeling became stronger after meeting Chen Ge in person. To become a popular anchor, you must be extremely beautiful, speak in a very distinctive way, have a strong personal style, or have various specialties. But Chen Ge seems to have none of these. He gives people a very ordinary feeling. He is neither ostentatious nor funny. He looks calm and introverted. Compared with an anchor, he is more like a surgeon.

"What you see is just the surface. If you talk to him more, you will find that this person has a special charm. His understanding of horror and thriller is completely different from that of ordinary people." Liu Dao recalled the scene when he first talked to Chen Ge. During the conversation, he was led by Chen Ge and had no initiative at all. He screamed in his heart that he had met a real "pervert."

After reflection, he realized that the thinking of both parties was not on the same level at all.

"I still don't think highly of him. Our investment this time may go down the drain." Sister Li sighed, "Another point is that Qin Guang will definitely hold a grudge against us for helping him get recommendation channels. Now the platform is pushing Qin Guang to the position of a first-tier anchor. When he becomes the platform's front-line anchor, the lives of other anchors in our guild will become even more difficult."

"Can you have some confidence in Chen Ge? To put it bluntly, Qin Guang's two live broadcasts were plagiarism. The one we invited is the real one." Liu Dao signaled Sister Li to speak in a low voice so that no one could hear.

"It's not that I don't think highly of him, but there's no script, props, actors, or anything. What's the point of him just doing a dry live broadcast like this? Will the audience buy it?"

"I won't argue with you. Just don't make any mistakes tonight and do your own thing." Liu Dao adjusted his expression and entered the tent. He walked up to Chen Ge and greeted him. He took out his laptop and opened the favorite web page: "Chen Ge, take a look at this."

Chen Ge thought it was a script at first, but after reading it, he found that it was actually a few news items.

"It's easy to get caught if we design our own scripts, and they look rather stiff, so we'll just let you play freely." Liu Dao pointed at the news on the computer: "The three most discussed things in the rehabilitation center by netizens are: the first is the missing director, whose life or death is still unknown; the second is that every night, the ward will make strange noises, as if someone is still living inside; the third is those inexplicable blood words, which can sometimes be seen at night, but when the day passes, everything returns to normal. The effect of live broadcasting from these three directions should be better."

Chen Ge nodded, read all the news carefully, and had a general understanding of the strange things in the rehabilitation center.

"Let's eat first, we'll discuss some details later." Sister Li took out several lunch boxes from the thermal box and distributed them to everyone present.

At 9:30 in the evening, Liu Dao went out to make a few phone calls, and when he came back he told Chen Ge that they could start.

Zhang Ping took out the live broadcast tools one by one from the black briefcase. Chen Ge was also making final preparations. He opened the briefcase, and despite everyone's completely incomprehensible looks, he snatched the coat from the white cat's claws and put it on.

This piece of clothes still retains the scent of the kitten. After entering the ward, only if he wears this piece of clothes will the white cat follow him.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Chen Ge stuffed the doll into his coat pocket and released the white cat: "Isn't it normal to bring some roosters, dolls, and white cats to the ghost hunting live broadcast?"