The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!-Chapter 1696 - 1688: Rehearsal (1)

And at this moment, all the hospitable doctors and patients surged out.

To get out through this door, they had to pass through this long corridor, about thirty meters, filled with obstacles and the staggering "people" rushing at them.

Without any hesitation, Xia Siyu and Bo Yan immediately dashed forward; it was too late to try another route, they had no choice but to go straight ahead.

They couldn’t just charge blindly, either, as many hospitable doctors and patients in front wanted to keep them there. Xia Siyu wasn’t troubled; she simply thought these staff were truly dedicated, with such professional makeup. They even had fake blood splashed on them, making them look red and yellow everywhere.

In the last few rounds, having courage wasn’t helpful; those at the front could be taken out by a sudden turn of the corner. Being too scared to move was equally useless, as "people" from behind would catch up. Even if they weren’t caught, there was a one-hour time limit. They explored slowly, from the first floor to the second then third, and came back down, delayed by obstacles and the need to collect task items, leaving them only ten minutes left.

The two sprinted forward quickly, but when they reached the front, they saw the closed door — to get out, they absolutely needed the key to unlock the door, but where was the key?

Though the staff behind moved slowly, they staggered and hobbled around, the corridor full of "people." Xia Siyu hadn’t been scared since entering, but now, time was ticking away.

"Where’s the key? Where is it? Don’t tell me it’s in someone’s pocket again?"

Perhaps it was her illusion, but the light seemed dimmer, the countdown’s "tick-tock" mingled with the "ho-ho" of these people approaching, creating an overwhelmingly oppressive atmosphere in the dim, green-flickering corridor.

It wasn’t about being scared or not in such an environment, but Xia Siyu still remarked, "Are there normally this many staff when playing this level? Wasn’t the pass rate of this haunted house about one in five?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The difficulty, she wasn’t kidding — among twenty people, besides the necessary photographers who had to proceed, she and Bo Yan were already the calmest and fearless, but now, they were at an impasse.

In this twenty-person scenario, only they were left; were they too weak, or was it usually easier to pass?

No, it wasn’t. To "look after" these few guests, the Puppet House dispatched all of its employees, with almost all staff present here except those maintaining order outside and controlling the display screens.

Difficulty doubled, as did the sound and effects. The blood stains everywhere, the laboratory petri dishes, and the incredibly realistic makeup were all part of a special package for them.

It was a pity that after the show aired, this scenario would need to be changed. A cracked haunted house wouldn’t be as frightening. It would be hard to use the same script again in the future.

Disheartened, disappointed, the ticking clock behind, and being surrounded bit by bit — slight nervousness, a release of tension, and looking at those approaching "people," an inexplicable flurry and fear began to arise.

"There it is." At the critical moment, Bo Yan glanced around and saw the key hanging behind the door. Bo Yan moved first, "I’ll get it."

Xia Siyu’s competitive spirit was immediately sparked: "Who asked you to help?"

Damn, what’s there to be afraid of! However terrifying, can it be scarier than Bo Yan? Xia Siyu immediately charged to the front, as a "doctor" lunged at her, she sidestepped, and when it missed, she reached out and grabbed the key.

"Go!" Bo Yan guarded the door from behind, Xia Siyu grabbed the key and rushed to the door. But perhaps due to nervousness, she missed the keyhole a few times, and when she finally managed, the key made a "clink" sound and fell to the ground.

What you fear comes true, not only did it fall, but in the pitch darkness, with a reflexive nudge, she kicked the key into the crowd of "people."

By this time, the "enemies" from behind were slowly but densely closing in. At that moment, Xia Siyu, even though it wasn’t acting, was genuinely nervous to the point her pupils dilated, and the hair on her arms stood on end.

Especially as those wobbly, approaching figures wouldn’t care about acting or not; the director’s team must have been pleased, even thinking that the two’s "acting addiction" was remarkable, making such a scene an absolute highlight in the show!

Doomed, would the task remain incomplete due to her mistake? Although she never took "tasks" seriously on variety shows, often opposing the production team, this time it was a group effort; if she failed as the last runner, she’d surely blame herself!

The door was shut, "people" closing in, and the countdown continued.

Then, she saw Bo Yan charge silently into the crowd of "people," reaching in to snatch the key. He turned back, saw her position, and tossed the key towards her: "Catch it!"

Xia Siyu quickly stretched out her hand, and Bo Yan threw it precisely, landing in her palm. The cold metal key made the throw slightly painful, but she didn’t care about the key in her hand; her attention was on Bo Yan, surrounded by the "crowd."

No need to say, Bo Yan had been eliminated. He smiled at her one last time: "Go, don’t be rash, it’s up to you."

In the darkness, she couldn’t see every subtle expression of his, only his curved lips.

As his voice faded, an external sound effect played: "Bo Yan, OUT. Bo Yan, OUT."

Though just a game, at this moment, Xia Siyu’s eyes brimmed with emotion. Then she pressed her lips together, frowned, quickly turned to unlock, as the "people" finished surrounding Bo Yan and began tottering towards her. But this time, she gave them no chance to hesitate, turned the lock, and pushed the door open.

But when she dashed into the hall, the main door was still locked, and there was the same gatekeeper sitting there, head down, a hand outstretched. Xia Siyu thought she had to hand over the key to exit, but just as she stretched her hand out, the gatekeeper slowly looked up, revealing a half-rotted, bloody face that uttered the sound "ho-ho."

In a split second, Xia Siyu was covered in goosebumps, responding on instinct with a heavy punch to his face.