Chapter 320 Su Fan: A ghost does bad things and still needs someone to teach him? Shame on you
"If you want to know more news information, please continue to pay attention to our TV programs, or log on to the official news website..."
After finishing the final words, the news broadcast It's officially over.
The host did not clear away the press releases on the table, but immediately stood up and came to the backstage.
“How was the broadcast effect?”
"Quite good."
The answer came from a staff member.
“You know, as long as it’s news about the supernatural these days, the ratings are pretty good.”
“When psychics were popular, I feel like I’m back in my childhood.”
While the host was happy, he also did not forget to complain.
In the 1980s, various supernatural movements emerged in the United States, demonology became popular, and cults emerged everywhere.
Everything happening now is so similar to that time.
“But at least this time everything is true, isn’t it?”
The tone of the staff on the other side seemed a little different.
"Don't you see? Everything that man has done...we slander him, will he..."
The female host was a little panicked when she heard this, but she quickly calmed down and burst into laughter.
"You have been here for a long time, haven't there been many similar things? What happened in the end?"
"This..."
The staff member who was asked the question was stunned and couldn't answer for a while.
He felt that what the female host in front of him said seemed to make sense, but something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"It's over, it's over."
With a shout, many people started to get up and pack their things.
The same goes for the female host. She went to her seat, put away the cosmetics and scattered snacks on the table, then went to the elevator entrance and pressed the button.
She looked around, feeling a little surprised.
At this time of day, there are always many people waiting for the elevator, but today she was the only one.
Although it was a good thing not to have to endure the body odor emitted by middle-aged men, the female host couldn't feel much joy in her heart.
"What the hell..."
The curse in her mouth was not because of upset, but because of fear.
The familiar scenery in front of her made her tremble for some reason.
The female host's eyes kept moving. At this moment, she suddenly missed those noisy women and the fat men with big bellies.
"Is there no one on this floor?!"
While she was thinking this, she saw footsteps coming from the fire escape on one side.
As the footsteps approached, the surrounding lights suddenly began to flicker.
The female host subconsciously held her breath and pressed her body against the wall behind her.
But I saw a young man with black hair walking out of the fire escape.
The other person's appearance is not too tough, his figure is tall, and he looks like an ordinary student.
But the expression on his face is not impetuous or frivolous at all, but has a calmness that does not match his apparent age.
The female host did not relax.
In this land of America, meeting people in uninhabited areas is more terrifying than not seeing people at all.
The other person is a stranger, and he doesn’t look like someone working in the TV building.
But even though he was a new face, she felt that he looked familiar, which was really strange.
In order to figure out the reason, the female host looked at the other party for a while.
At this moment, the light flashed twice again.
The moment the surroundings fell into darkness, she seemed to see another figure.
The figure seems to be floating in the air, exuding a black aura.
The hostess suddenly felt as if her heart was being grasped tightly by a hand, unable to move.
But as the lights came back on, everything seemed to be back to its original state.
The young man looked harmless, and there was no second figure at the scene.
Just when the hostess was recalling the previous situation and wondering if there was something wrong with her eyes, the black-haired young man opposite suddenly spoke.
“Does all this building belong to TV stations?”
The young man's voice is not deep and sounds quite comfortable.
This undoubtedly alleviated the fear in the female host's heart.
[It seems that I am exhausted...]
After treating everything before as an illusion, the hostess breathed out and then nodded.
"That's right...didn't you see the sign at the door of the building?"
"I didn't pay attention, I was just walking."
Hearing this answer, the female host looked at the other party one more time.
I found that the other person was very consistent with the impression of Asian international students. He was introverted, not caring about the things around him, and seemed to be a bit harmless and weak.
It is most likely a young man who sneaked in and wanted to see the world.
After applying the label, she felt much more confident in speaking.
"This is not a place where you can come in casually. Didn't the security guard at the door tell you?"
"No, maybe because you didn't see me."
The black-haired young man spoke casually.
As soon as these words came out, the hostess felt a little contempt.
The other party's sense of existence is really too thin. It's no wonder that the security didn't notice his existence.
The female host wanted to drive away the other party, but suddenly recalled the strange scene before.
She was subconsciously afraid of being alone, so she struck up a conversation with the other person.
“What are you doing here?”
“Looking for someone?”
“The other person works here?”
"That's right."
The young man's answer was ambiguous, which led the hostess to conclude that the person he was talking about did not exist.
In other words, he is simply an inconspicuous low-level employee.
"If the person you are looking for is not a cleaner, he will most likely be ready to get off work by now. You can wait until daytime to come over."
"Really? I think he should still be there Here.”
She thought she was trying to persuade her gently to quit, but the other party didn't appreciate it, which made the hostess look a little unhappy.
“You should at least communicate well with the person you are looking for and let the other person lead you in, instead of taking advantage of your pitifully thin sense of presence to fish in troubled waters to get in.”
“ Let me guess what you do. The total amount of clothes you wear is no more than a hundred dollars, and your shoes are covered with freshly dried mud."
"You came here by car from a rainy place. Yes, right? According to the weather forecast, the areas where it will rain today do not include wealthy communities. Is the fare very heavy for you? "
"Next time you come, I suggest you change your clothes. A decent outfit..."
When the hostess said this, the lights at the elevator entrance flickered again.
Only this time, the darkness lasted a little longer.
She saw the strange shadow again, and this time it was clearer. The shadow looks like a woman, wearing a windless robe.
But soon, when the lights came on, it was as if everything had never happened.
Just when the hostess was stunned, the young man opposite suddenly smiled.
“You have a little ability, but your deconstruction of me is just wishful thinking in the final analysis.”
“Without actual evidence as a basis, it will be just a guess. It is not in line with the ethical requirements of the profession of a journalist to say such things.”
“Moral?”
After hearing what the young man said, the female host sneered.
Reporters and anchors who respect professional ethics have long been starved to death on the streets.
Now that there are no hot spots and no topic, who will take a second look at the news?
"You are indeed a low-level idiot with a head full of fairy tales."
"I said you are who you are, don't you understand?"
The so-called morality is just It is just a tool used by the upper level to restrain the middle level. What that group of people keep advocating has never been truly followed.
If the so-called moral and personal integrity can be used as food, the former TV host will not be usurped by her.
The reason why she is able to obtain her current position is not because her professional quality is higher than that of the other person, but because she has crawled under the sheets of countless company executives.
As the media, they do not need conclusive evidence and information at all. They can characterize a person or even a group just through publicity.
Just like she is now.
As mouthpieces, media companies only need to be responsible for their own source of power, that is, the big conglomerates behind them. As for the thoughts of the people at the bottom who receive the information, it does not matter at all.
Being humiliated in person, the young man's face did not show the slightest hint of displeasure. Instead, he still maintained his previous smile.
“You mean, as long as you stand high enough, you can trample on those who are inferior to you and treat the rules as if they are nothing, right?”
“So what? You don’t Do you like it? You have to accept it even if you don’t like it.”
The female host sneered.
In her opinion, the young man's smile was just a disguise to cover up his inner embarrassment and protect his poor self-esteem.
Now, she couldn't wait to take off the other person's fake smile mask.
But the female host was wrong, and the smile on the young man’s face became thicker.
"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I really like unruly people like you."
After the young man finished speaking, the lights around him suddenly went out.
The light from the building outside shone faintly into the interior, allowing the hostess to vaguely see some of the situation.
The black mist spread, and then suddenly condensed into an illusory woman.
The woman wore a black veil, her complexion was disastrous, and she exuded strands of cold air that made the surrounding air feel cooler.
When the female host saw this scene, she opened her mouth. In extreme panic, she wanted to shout, but before she could make a sound, her mouth was caught by cold ghost claws.
Looking behind the female ghost, the young man smiled and raised his finger to his mouth, as if to signal her to be silent.
At this moment, the female host suddenly remembered why she felt that the other party gave her a sense of familiarity.
The black-haired young man... manipulated ghosts...
The other party was clearly the young exorcist whom he had smeared in this year's press release.
Exorcist! Exorcist!
Shouldn’t the other party be the kind of person who protects civilians and will never attack ordinary people? Why?
The female host suddenly fainted before she could figure it out.
In the darkness, there was a faint sigh.
"It's boring, I just fainted now."
......
Su Fan looked at the fainted hostess in the hands of the astrologer ghost and shook his head.
My psychological quality is so poor, I thought I could have more fun.
never mind.
In front of him, the female astrologer ghost turned her head and cast an inquiring look at Su Fan.
Seeing the other party's eyes, Su Fan immediately understood her thoughts and frowned immediately.
“You are a cultivator now, and you are a ghost in the organization. Why do you shout and kill at every turn? What is the difference between this and those things outside that only rely on instinct to act?”
“No progress at all!”
Hearing the hatred in Su Fan's tone, the female astrologer was at a loss and sent out another wave.
"Let him go? How can he let him go? He said something rude and can still be safe. If the news comes out, do I still want to be clean?"
As soon as these words came out, the astrologer female ghost was completely confused.
“Stupid!”
Ghosts these days are really becoming more and more useless, and they still need to be taught when they do bad things.
"Make her face older and fixed, then take her voice and let it go."
Su Fan sighed, waved his hand and wrote lightly.
After receiving the order, the female astrologer ghost immediately absorbed some of the opponent's vitality, and used her own power to block the throat.
After doing all this, he threw his body on the spot.
After an unknown amount of time, the coldness of the ground caused the hostess to slowly wake up from her coma.
In a hazy moment, the terrifying situation suddenly flashed through her mind, and her body trembled and suddenly jumped up from the ground!
Looking carefully at her hands and then at her body, she found that nothing had changed...
But the female host was very convinced that everything that had happened before was true.
Could it be that the young exorcist let me go in the end?
Such an idea came to the female host's mind.
That's right...
Most exorcists hate evil spirits and have different filters for ordinary people.
And because they believe in their own strength, they will not attack those they regard as weak.
Then the young man from before was just trying to scare her...
For the rest of the life after the disaster, the hostess felt not only secret joy, but also a trace of contempt.
She had indeed seen it right before.
Sure enough, the people at the bottom cannot break free from the shackles of morality even if they have power.
This threat was actually a God-given opportunity for her.
Unlike the previous young reporter who frightened herself and ended up in a mental hospital, she actually withstood the other party's persecution.
In the future, all I have to do is cry miserably, come forward to accuse the exorcist, and then portray a poor person who resists power in public opinion.
Then there will be a steady stream of fools surrounding her to the top of money and fame.
Thinking of this, the female host showed a smile, but suddenly she realized that something was wrong with her face.
What's going on...
The face that has undergone facelift surgery usually feels too tight, how come it is so loose now...
The female host raised her hand Come, touch your cheek, but you can feel the slightest wrinkle...
Turning around, he saw an old and ugly face reflected in the reflection of the tile wall!
This is me? !
She grabbed her hair in disbelief and opened her mouth to scream, but found that no sound came out.
“…!!…!!!”
The female host did not believe in evil and tried one after another, but still no sound came out of her mouth.
She is mute...
A host actually lost his appearance and voice!
Under the huge impact, the figure who had just stood up fainted again.
(End of this chapter)