No matter how well-mannered Mr. Bai was, his face turned green after hearing what Chen Ge said.

Chen Ge never follows a routine when speaking, he always speaks directly.

If you think there is something wrong with my haunted house, then come in and experience it for yourself. Only after personal experience will you be qualified to comment.

Mr. Bai would naturally not agree to Chen Ge's request. Are you kidding? Professional haunted house actors fainted after entering the house. Wouldn't it be "seeking death" if he ran in himself?

"I have something else to take care of later. I will definitely go in and experience it when I have the chance." Mr. Bai smiled awkwardly. After rejecting Chen Ge, his momentum was not as strong as before.

"That's such a pity. Next time you come, remember to call me in advance and I will arrange a VIP service for you." The VIP service of Chen Ge's haunted house is a single-person tour project. A tourist, accompanied by nine haunted house actors pretending to be tourists, will explore the three-and-a-half-star scene of Liwan Town.

"Let's not talk about this for now." Mr. Bai felt that if he continued talking, the situation would become increasingly unfavorable to him. He took out his cell phone and made a call: "Xiao Shuang, bring Chang Yin up here. Don't be afraid. Director Luo and Chen Ge are not unreasonable people. They won't do anything to you."

A few minutes later, footsteps were heard outside the door, and a pair of twin brothers supported Li Changyin into Director Luo's office.

Chen Ge had seen these people before. They were all employees of Nightmare Academy.

"This brother looks familiar, as if he has visited my haunted house before." Chen Ge recognized Li Changyin at a glance.

Li Changyin did not dare to look at Chen Ge. Accompanied by the twins, he sat in the corner of the room.

"Changyin, tell Chen Ge what you saw in the haunted house." Mr. Bai seemed to have regained the initiative.

Everyone in the room looked at Li Changyin. He looked terrified, and his body trembled uncontrollably when he thought of what happened that day.

Li Changyin raised his head and glanced at Chen Ge secretly, the fear in the depths of his pupils could not be concealed at all.

"It's him!"

After saying these three words without any context, Li Changyin's lips turned purple and he took deep breaths: "Ghost! There is a ghost in this haunted house!"

"Are you here to commit fraud? Isn't it normal to have ghosts in a haunted house?" Chen Ge leaned against the sofa, looking helpless.

"There really are ghosts! His haunted house is haunted! Those ghosts are real! Living people can't act out that feeling!" Li Changyin's thoughts gradually became clear and his speech became more fluent.

"Just because you guys in the Nightmare Academy can't act out that feeling doesn't mean others can." Chen Ge was a little impatient. There was no disrespect in his tone, but the way he looked at Li Changyin was as if he was looking at garbage: "If you don't reflect on yourself and just think about bringing others down every day, even if my haunted house goes bankrupt, your haunted house won't attract tourists."

"No! I can be sure that those things are not people! This is definitely not an effect that can be performed by humans!" Li Changyin's eyes turned red.

"I understand you. As a professional haunted house actor, you wanted to run to another haunted house to cause trouble, but you ended up getting scared and fainted. You lost all your face and dignity, so you came up with the idea of ​​escaping reality." Chen Ge's analysis was very logical.

"I have been a haunted house actor for five years. I know more about haunted houses than you do. I understand the ceiling of this industry..."

Li Changyin wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Chen Ge: "Is five years a long time? My parents started making mobile haunted houses ten years ago. I grew up holding ghost models. When you were learning pinyin with your bare ass, I had already started assembling puppets."

Chen Ge stood up and said, "There's no point in talking to each other. The ceiling you mentioned is just your own ceiling. It's just your own ceiling."

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave, Chen Ge. Give me some face." Mr. Bai also stood up. He felt that he had given Chen Ge enough face. "Chang Yin is still young and has a stubborn temper. You can find those actors who you scared in the beginning and make him give up this idea completely."

Chen Ge looked back at Mr. Luo, and after exchanging glances, he stopped and said, "Chang Yin, you said my haunted house is really haunted, so can you tell me specifically what kind of ghosts you encountered in my haunted house?"

He walked towards Li Changyin with his pupils constricted. With every step forward, Li Changyin's body would shrink back until it was pressed against the sofa.

"You are so scared of me? Do you think I am a ghost too?" After going through so many trials of the Black Phone, Chen Ge had already developed a special temperament.

"I'm not sure about the other actors because my memory is a little fuzzy, but I remember a middle-aged man in the restaurant very clearly! He is definitely not a human!" Li Changyin gritted his teeth: "Do you dare to bring him here to confront me?"

"In a restaurant? A middle-aged man?" Chen Ge frowned. From the other party's description, it seemed that he was describing Zhang Jingjiu.

But the key question is, why is the other party sure that Zhang Jingjiu is a ghost? As a newcomer, Zhang Jingjiu is even scared by himself, so how did he make Li Changyin mistakenly think that he is a ghost?

"Is this a conspiracy?" Chen Ge couldn't figure it out.

"You don't dare anymore, right? There is actually no such person in your haunted house, right?" Li Changyin's eyes were red. His brain development was different from that of ordinary people, and his way of thinking was more extreme: "Don't think of just finding someone to replace him. I have his photo here!"

Li Changyin took out his mobile phone from his pocket tremblingly and opened the album, which contained some photos of toasting.

All these photos were taken secretly by Li Changyin when she was pretending to be a pregnant woman before she came into contact with Zhang Jingjiu.

"Why don't you speak? What are you hesitating about? The photo is very clear, please bring this person here immediately!" Li Changyin felt that he was very well prepared. He was glad that he took the photos in advance. Unfortunately, he only took a photo of Zhang toasting, and then he fled in a hurry and had no time to take photos.

"You have also worked in the haunted house for five years. You should know that entering the haunted house to take pictures is very against the rules. I will keep these photos, and I will go to the Nightmare Academy in person in a few days to ask for an explanation." After seeing the photos, Chen Ge calmed down.

"Don't delay time deliberately!" Li Changyin said loudly, and he insisted on his opinion.

"Wait here." Chen Ge turned around and walked out of Mr. Luo's office, returned to the haunted house and took out Zhang Jingjiu, who was still learning performance knowledge.

"Bring your makeup remover, we're going to meet an old friend." Chen Ge told Zhang Jingjiu some words on the way, and Zhang Jingjiu immediately understood what was going on.

Knocking on the door, when Chen Ge brought Zhang Jingjiu into Director Luo's office, the temperature inside seemed to have dropped a little.

"This is the actor in the photo, his name is Zhang Jingjiu."

Everyone looked at Zhang Jingjiu. Chen Ge had put makeup on his face, and even though they were standing in the bright office, looking into his eyes was still very scary.

"I'm sorry for scaring you that day. I didn't expect you to be so timid. I'm really sorry." Zhang Jingjiu walked towards Li Changyin, but Li Changyin screamed and jumped up.

"No! He's a ghost! He really is a ghost!"

"Don't bother with him." Chen Ge handed the makeup remover to Zhang Jingjiu: "Just remove your makeup here, I'll put makeup on you when we get back."

"Okay." Zhang Jingjiu removed his makeup and coat in front of everyone, and immediately seemed like a different person.

There was no sense of terror at all, just like the office workers you often see on the subway.

"Can your ghost remove makeup?" Zhang Jingjiu placed the makeup remover in front of the three employees of Nightmare Academy.

Facts speak louder than words. The twins quickly stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry, your haunted house makeup skills are really amazing. We were reckless. Sorry."

"No need to apologize. I will also visit your haunted house and learn from it later."

The employees of Nightmare Academy could see that Chen Ge was a little angry.

After they apologized, they left in disgrace.

Mr. Bai felt a little embarrassed staying in Mr. Luo's office, but he managed to remain calm.

"Xiao Chen, there is nothing for you to do now, you can go back first." Mr. Luo had a satisfied smile on his face, and he seemed to have other things to "discuss" with Mr. Bai.

"Okay." Chen Ge felt that Mr. Luo might make a killing for Mr. Bai, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.

On the way back, Chen Ge saw that Zhang Jingjiu kept his head down, as if he had something to say in his heart.

"A toast? Just say it if you have something on your mind. We have been through life and death together, so is there anything we can't say?" Chen Ge's voice was very warm. He always gave people strength without realizing it.

"Have I caused you trouble again? I always feel useless. I didn't scare the tourists, which lowered the average level of our haunted house and caused trouble for our haunted house." Zhang Jingjiu's voice was a little bitter: "I have been a worry for my family since I was a child. Because of my mother's affairs, I poured all my dissatisfaction on my father, thinking that it was all his fault. I avoided all responsibilities. Now thinking back, I feel that I am a really bad guy."

“这几天我见你一直在鬼屋里学习表演，但我总觉得你还是放不开，你给我的感觉就像是把自己关进了一个小笼子里一样。”站在办公楼当中，陈歌看着窗外的风景，俯视整个乐园：“每个人都有迷茫的时候，每个人也都有自己独特的人格魅力，你现在需要做的就是打开心中的枷锁，释放真正的自己。等有时间了，你回新海去见见你父亲吧，有些事情说开就好了。”

陈歌拍了拍张敬酒的肩膀：“赶紧振作起来，我现在真正能拿得出手的员工就你们几个，以后我还准备让你去其他城市开分店，独挑大梁。”

“谢谢。”

“不用说谢谢，我的员工很少，个个都被我当做家人。”陈歌带着张敬酒回到鬼屋，他让张敬酒继续去扮演饭店老板，自己则进入员工休息室找寻关于左眼剧组的资料，他准备今晚就动身。

“通灵鬼校任务后天就会截止，不管张雅有没有苏醒，这个任务我都要过去看看，否则之前那么多前置任务全都白做了。”陈歌凝视着自己的影子发了会呆，然后拿起桌子上的台历：“今天是六月十一号，游乐园旺季即将到来，虚拟未来乐园也快要开业，留给我的时间真不多了。”

张雅沉睡，许音重伤，在这种情况去挑战四星场景通灵鬼校，是一件非常危险的事情。

陈歌明白这些，但现在他没有其他的选择，放弃通灵鬼校任务，等于说之前的努力全都白费了。

“去看看，希望还能够回来。”

目光扫向桌子角落父母和自己的合照，陈歌轻轻摇头。

那张全家福上，父母站在中间，母亲好像抱着什么东西，父亲指着身后的鬼屋十分开心，陈歌则一个人站在最左边。

瞳孔缩小，陈歌能看到自己母亲抱着的是罗董的女儿，那个天使一般的守护灵。

“总感觉自己不是亲生的一样。”陈歌将照片放回书桌，无意间看到了照片后面的一行字六月十一，生日快乐，臭小子。

“能把自己玩丢的父母，还一直叫我臭小子。”陈歌将照片放好，重新投入工作当中。

中午吃饭的时候，陈歌让四个员工先过去，自己留下来替换他们。

等了半个多小时，徐婉他们四个才回来，一个个交头接耳，好像在议论什么。

“你们整整晚了四分钟，再有下次，我可扣工资了啊。”陈歌凶巴巴的威胁道。

几名员工听到后，赶紧跑回各自的场景当中。

“几天不打，上房揭瓦，看来我平时还是严厉一些比较好。”陈歌回到员工休息室，将所有资料弄好，然后又把可以带出去的员工名单整理了出来，左眼剧组只是牛刀小试，他真正在意的是通灵鬼校。

思考了很久，陈歌才弄出了一套比较合理的方案，他再从休息室出来的时候，太阳已经下山。

晚上六点钟乐园停止营业，陈歌将最后一批游客送出后，关上了鬼屋大门。

“辛苦了，诸位，早点下班吧。”陈歌晚上还有事，所以催着徐婉他们赶紧走。

“老板，你今天晚上是不是还要出去啊？”小顾仿佛已经看透了陈歌的心思。

“小屁孩，懂什么，一切都是为了工作。”陈歌催着几人离开，剪刀和张敬酒也没有多想，唯有徐婉想要说些什么，但最终没有开口。

白天的游乐园人声鼎沸，停止营业后的乐园慢慢安静了下来。

夕阳的余晖映照着摩天轮，欢声笑语不在，陈歌独自站在鬼屋门口。

他看了好一会才转身进入鬼屋：“等天彻底黑下来以后，再行动。”

回到员工休息室，陈歌躺在**，目光不时会扫向桌上的照片，这是他自父母失踪后，度过的第一个生日。

“要不要买个蛋糕？算了，买蛋糕的钱，足够买半个人偶模型了。”陈歌拍了拍自己的脸，打起精神，伸手摸向床底下。

“我背包呢？是白猫给我拖走了？”

陈歌朝床底下看去，并没有看到背包，也没有看到白猫和小小。

“这猫长能耐了啊！知道我要带它出去，现在连包都给我弄走了。”员工休息室除了陈歌，就只有白猫和小小会跑进来，所以陈歌直接怀疑上了白猫。

拿着一袋猫粮，陈歌打开休息室的门，他跑遍了地上场景都没看见白猫。

“白猫跑到地下场景去了？它那么胆小敢自己下去？”

拉开通往地下场景的铁门，陈歌进入幽深的地下通道，他没走出几步，就感觉有些不太对劲。

今晚的地下，安静的有些过分。

“小小？老周？”呼喊了几位员工的名字，但是却没有任何回应，陈歌独自一人走在漆黑的街道上。

阴森、压抑，这条逼仄的走廊，就像是陈歌一直行走的路一样。

看不见光，只有他一个人在往前走。

经过一扇扇破旧的窗，看见一个个不同的恐怖场景，身后是黑暗，身前是更深的黑暗。

走过空**的教室，陈歌最后停在了暮阳中学场景第一个十字路口那里。

他独自一人，茫然的看着岔路口，正要随便选择一条路过去的时候，手机忽然震动了一下。

滑动屏幕，上面是一条童童发来的信息老板，生日快乐！

陈歌还没反应过来，漆黑的岔路口突然被鬼火点亮，只听见“嘭”一声巨响，旁边卫生间的房门被撞开，几个人偶学生拥挤着扛着一块黑板跑了出来！

最后一间教室的黑板被拆下，上面用粉笔歪歪斜斜画着一大堆正在跳舞的小人，神态各异，而在那一大堆小人中间站着一个拖着铁锤的男人。

可能是画画技术有限，他们无法表现出那个男人的气质，在中间那个小人周围用粉笔写了很多名词，比如阳光、正直、温柔、善良，所有名词写完后都会用箭头指向中间那个人。

他们见陈歌看到以后，又同时转身，想要把黑板另一面给露出来。

但可能是因为动作不协调等原因，有不少人偶的胳膊和脖颈直接转动了一百八十度，他们就保持着这么恐怖诡异的姿势将黑板另一面亮了出来生日快乐！

四个用粉笔加粗加重的大字，配合着暮阳中学学生们扭曲了一百八十度的开心笑脸，他们想要靠近陈歌，但还有的觉得离得近了，就看不完整了，所以就没动。

意见不统一，导致几名人偶很快乱做一团，不过能看得出来他们很用心。

左边通道传来一声干咳，其他几条通道的鬼火全部熄灭，只余下左边的鬼火。

场景内飘起了瘆人的歌声，夹杂着恐怖的笑声和沙沙的电流声，一辆运尸车被地下尸库几名医生缓缓推出。

“祝你生日快乐，祝你生日快乐……”

车前端摆满了生日贺卡，这些贺卡材质各不相同，有的是病例单，有的是宣传页，还有的是从床单和衣服上撕扯下来。

不过虽然材质不同，但笔迹大多一样，应该都是笔仙代笔的。

运尸车中间位置则摆着一个四层高的、用模型拼凑出来的、类似蛋糕的东西。

蛋糕模型边缘还有极具特色的手绘，能把蛋糕线条画的跟血迹流淌一样，这也只有天赋极高的闫大年可以做到。

“陈歌，生日快乐。”几名医生将运尸车停在陈歌身前，闫大年和老周他们从运尸车后面走出，白秋林手里拿着一个复读机，里面染血的磁带还在转动，正播放着一首舒缓的音乐。

“你们……”陈歌望着面前的所有“人”。

“别说话，点蜡烛，然后许愿。”卫九卿朝身后招手，一只体型比正常猫大很多的白猫咬着背包从教室里钻出，它将背包还给陈歌。

打开背包，小小抱着几根用纸卷起来的蜡烛坐在里面。

“原来你在这。”陈歌将小小抱出，放在自己肩膀上，拿着那几根手工制作的“粗糙蜡烛”：“谁给你们说的，我今天生日啊？”

“就白天你让我见的那家伙，他说是你另一个女员工告诉他的。”

“明白。”陈歌点了点头，看向手中的“蜡烛”：“必须要点吗？”

“生活要有仪式感，你几岁就要点几根，要不许的愿望就不灵了。”卫老爷子很严格，陈歌点头答应，他从背包里拿出火机，将一根根蜡烛点燃，插在模型蛋糕上。

暖暖的火光驱散了寒意，鬼怪最讨厌光亮，然而却没有一个人远离。

“老板，该许愿了。”

“许愿吧！”

“老板会许什么愿啊？”

“别插话，说出来就不灵了。”

目光扫过一张张员工的脸，陈歌揉了下眼睛，默默许下了自己的心愿，然后将所有蜡烛吹灭。

地下场景重新回归黑暗，但是寂静却被打破，员工们全都聚集在了一起，有唱有笑，就像是真正的一家人一样。

"Thank you." Standing in the darkness, although Chen Ge was the only living person in the entire haunted house, he did not feel lonely.

Beauty will never be concealed by a terrifying appearance.

He saw in these employees a sincerity that was discarded by others, a self-respect that they held on to, and a kindness that was engraved deep in their souls.

"It is my luck to meet you."

The party went on until midnight when Chen Ge suddenly remembered that he still had things to do. He picked up his backpack and put the white cat in it at lightning speed: "Let's go, the nightlife has just begun, let's go out and have fun in the second half!"

…

After walking out of the underground scene, Chen Ge returned to the staff lounge carrying a heavy backpack.

The moment he opened the door, he was stunned.

There was a cake, a greeting card and a key on my desk.

Picking up the card, Xu Wanjuan wrote in beautiful handwriting: "Boss, I don't think our haunted house needs a spare key. I believe you are always here. I'll return the key to you. Finally, I wish you a happy birthday! Be happy every day!"