Shen Wei looked at the rotating surveillance camera in the stairwell thoughtfully and said, "Deputy Director Yu, do you know where the director and the others set up the monitoring room?"

"I really don't know! I'm only responsible for recruiting the main actors, playing a bit part, directing the camera positions, editing and stuff... all that's the director's responsibility..." Deputy Director Yu said with a aggrieved look.

"You're a deputy director who knows nothing, a complete sucker..."

Faced with Shen Wei's merciless mockery, Deputy Director Yu lost his previous arrogance, and just drooped his head in silence.

At this time, Hu Dalei, who was lagging behind, was trapped on the 4th floor and couldn't find an exit no matter what.

Originally, he was closely following behind Cui Jiani, but at the entrance of the stairwell, he felt someone grab the back of his collar and yank him directly to the ground.

"Who is it? Who is it? Stop fooling around..."

When Hu Dalei got up to check, there was no one behind him.

At this time, Hu Dalei's mustache was covered with sweat, and his clothes were soaked. He nervously searched back and forth on the 4th floor.

Suddenly, he heard someone talking in a classroom. He tiptoed to the front of the classroom door and peered inside through the open crack. He never expected that there were two acquaintances in this classroom: the ghost-fire youth Li Haiyang and the housewife Wei Fang, whom he had previously assigned to different groups. At this time, the two were sitting around a circle of desks, as if resting or waiting for something.

"Something's not right. Why aren't they running away? Why are they sitting motionless in this classroom? There must be something strange about this. I must leave here quickly. It's too dangerous here..."

Just as Hu Dalei was about to turn around and leave, he felt someone suddenly push him in the back.

"Hee hee hee hee..."

The eerie laughter behind him gradually faded away. Hu Dalei's body suddenly lost its balance, and he instantly crashed through the old classroom door, falling into the classroom.

"Hu Dalei..."

"Hu Dalei..."

The ghost-fire youth Li Haiyang and the housewife Wei Fang looked at Hu Dalei who had barged in with astonished expressions.

"I'm really convinced by you, you old six, you're really not afraid of killing us..." the ghost-fire youth Li Haiyang shouted angrily.

"What are you talking about? How did I harm you?..."

Before Hu Dalei could finish speaking, he felt a blur in front of his eyes. When his vision returned, he was already sitting on an old chair.

"Alright, alright, we have enough people. Let's play Pass the Flower..."

"Alright, alright, we have enough people. Let's play Pass the Flower..."

The eerie children's voices rang out one after another, making the three people in the classroom shudder, their hairs standing on end.

Just as their minds went blank, student after student wearing school uniforms appeared in front of the circle of desks, their backs facing them.

And at the blackboard in front, a little girl with a ponytail appeared, also with her back to them, holding a severed human arm in her hand. She introduced the rules of the game to everyone:

"Hello, students. In order to promote everyone's friendship, Class 3-1 has specially prepared this Pass the Flower game to welcome the new students. However, refusing to play the game or losing the game will result in a small punishment. You now have 10 seconds to prepare. The game will start after 10 seconds. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..."

As the little girl in the old school uniform, only her ponytail visible, counted down, a storm raged in their hearts.

"Is this *Death Recording* TV series filming our deaths? This is too terrifying. No, I can't die, I must survive. Oh, that's right, there are rules at the back of the script. Maybe I can survive by following the rules..."

Thinking of this, Hu Dalei quickly took out his script and flipped to the last page, looking for applicable rules.

"Rule 2: There are no children here, never have been. If you encounter frolicking children, please try to avoid them. If you cannot avoid them or they find you, participate in their game and win."

"Damn it, I was wrong from the beginning. When Shen Wei said he encountered those strange children, I should have left here. Now I have to participate in this game, but how can I win? The rules don't say anything about it!..."

Hu Dalei looked dejected, but still forced himself to cheer up. The other two were the same. At this time, the desks in the classroom formed a circle. Counting them, there were about 10 people participating in this game, and the three of them were next to each other. In a clockwise direction, it was the ghost-fire youth Li Haiyang, the housewife Wei Fang, and finally Hu Dalei. Behind Hu Dalei was a strange classmate whose face could not be seen clearly. The reason why these strange classmates' faces were not clear was because Hu Dalei had secretly glanced back once. That classmate's face was like it had been scribbled out with a pencil, full of chaotic black lines, and those lines were constantly twisting and jumping, looking extremely bizarre and strange.

In front of Li Haiyang was also that strange classmate. At this time, the two of them were panicking.

The rules of the Pass the Flower game were actually very clear to the three people present. After all, they had all played this game when they were young.

That is, when the drum sounds, the participating players will choose an item and pass it in a specified order. When the drum stops, whoever has that item in their hand has to perform a show or talent. Of course, that's when playing with people. If you're playing this game with ghosts, it's estimated that performing a talent won't work, and you'll probably pay a terrible price.

As the countdown ended, the classmate in front of Li Haiyang suddenly took out a rotten head from the desk. This head was severely missing parts and was even constantly dripping with yellowish corpse water, looking extremely terrifying.

The ghost classmate in front, whose face could not be seen clearly, turned around and handed the rotten human head to Li Haiyang. Li Haiyang was still a young man, and where had he ever seen such a battle? He was immediately frightened and trembling, and didn't dare to reach out to take it at all. But that strange classmate didn't put the rotten human head on his desk. He was still holding it out to him, as if he wouldn't turn around unless Li Haiyang took it.

As the sound of the drum became more and more urgent, the two people behind him couldn't help but become anxious.

"Take it quickly, Li Haiyang. If the drum stops, who knows what terrible things will happen..."

"Don't hesitate any longer, hesitation leads to defeat..."