The Former Wife of Invisible Wealthy Man

Chapter 107: Haunted House

The recording time of <Is There Really a Ghost in This World?> was very convenient. The staff members were given a holiday during the Spring Festival, and it was only after the Chinese New Year that the second live broadcast was ushered in.

The guests of the first episode had spent the night in a haunted house. The netizens who had watched the live broadcast knew that they had come out safe and sound.

Today, the program group went to the former site of a modeling agency for the shoot, and the guests were transported to the site through a large bus.

Although the building was old, it still held a high degree of safety. Rumors had It that it was the most expensive building in this area when it was still operating.

The crew had tampered with the place. Therefore, the lights in the corridor were not very good, flickering every now and then.

Ye Sui and Master Zhu were leading the group as the timid guests all followed them. This was the first model company in the country, whose founder had died.

Ye Sui went to the company's entrance and pushed the door open, which squeaked due to the rust.

The bullet screen also became lively from the netizens' comments.

"Wow! It's so scary! This modeling agency has been abandoned for such a long time. Who knows what's going to happen inside?"

"Someone playing music on the runway in the middle of the night? The clothing racks floating up automatically at night? Or perhaps there might be a bunch of skinny girls... Hehe, just my guesses."

"Hey! Are you going to scare me to death? If I didn't see the last sentence, I would have turned off the program!"

According to the director, the guests would enter the dressing room of the agency.

Upon entering, the lights on the makeup mirror turned bright. The room was not that old-fashioned. On the table were the cosmetics of the show's investors, so the guests could do some publicity.

"Our film management has a request." The director said, "We hope you can use the makeup on the table."

"Just pick one person, and everyone will help that person figure out the best makeup for them."

As soon as the director's voice fell, all the female guests turned their heads in unison. They were looking at a man without makeup, Jingang, who was gnawing on chicken feet.

Jingang sensed something wrong with the atmosphere in the room. He stopped and looked alarmed. "You...What do you want?"

"Don't put makeup on me. Don't even think about it!" Jingang was so scared that the chicken feet fell to the ground. He covered his face and tried hard to maintain the dignity of a burly chap.

The girls' eyes were not on King Kong, though, but on Master Zhu, who was sitting next to him.

Naturally, Master Zhu did not wear makeup. She was calmly closing her eyes and resting her mind, not knowing that the flames of war had already reached her.

'Why is it suddenly so quiet?' Master Zhu opened her eyes and found that everyone in the room was smiling at her strangely.

Ye Sui said faintly, "Master Zhu, have you ever tried makeup?"

Plain-skinned Master Zhu: "???"

As an honorable disciple of Mt. Mai temple, she was fully concentrated on learning Taoism and usually liked to use mobile phones to communicate with her Taoist friends on the Internet. Not to mention makeup, she didn't even know these celebrities.