After Transmigrating Into a Male Idol Talent Show

Chapter 133

Jin You'en huddled beneath the ruins, feeling the cold air deliberately lowered to the point of making his hair stand on end and his arms break out in goosebumps.

The pitch-black room was illuminated only by the eerie red glow from the eyes of the dolls on the wall, their glassy eyeballs fixated on a particular spot, just enough to illuminate a twisted smile.

It was too quiet. He had lost track of how long he had been there when footsteps began to approach from afar, their hurried pace tinged with panic.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, silently repeating to himself, "You can do it..."

Then he heard the door emit a strange, creaking sound.

Jin You'en's scalp tingled, and a chill ran down his spine.

Stiffening, he reminded himself to maintain professionalism. As he sensed someone approaching, he instinctively reached out and grabbed them!

A piercing scream erupted from the girl, and her free foot instinctively kicked him in the arm.

Jin You'en: "...F...!!!"

Girl: "Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!"

Jin You'en: "..."

Oh god... how did he end up in this situation?!

Five hours ago...

"Alright, take a look in the mirror?"

Jin You'en looked at his reflection and involuntarily shuddered when he saw tears of blood streaming from his eyes and his mouth contorting into a clown-like grin.

Forcing himself to meet his own expressionless gaze, he was startled by his own lack of reaction... so he tried to smile, thinking it might lighten the mood, only to find that his attempt at humor only made the atmosphere even more eerie!!!

"...oh maya, shake it... ouma!"

He missed the kimchi soup his mom used to make, he was dying!

Turning his head sharply, he dared not look in the mirror again, only to be met with another horrifying face.

Su Qinglan and Jin You'en fell silent for a few seconds before both recoiling in unison.

"Ahhhhhhhh—"

"Oh my god, help—"

Wei Zige watched them both with an expression of utter disbelief, leaning coolly against the wall. "Calm down. It's already pretty good that the boss is willing to use us, don't waste the opportunity. You two couldn't handle the haunted house in the amusement park, but you can handle an escape room. This script isn't even that scary. Do you guys have any youth left?"

Jin You'en couldn't really think straight now; his focus had shifted: "...what does this have to do with youth?"

Su Qinglan weakly added, "Don't mind him, Wei Zige has watched a few youth films during breaks. He's become the embodiment of youth."

Jin You'en: "Haha."

Su Qinglan: "Don't laugh at me!! You're terrifying, you know that?!"

Jin You'en: "Thanks, you too."

The cameraman chuckled silently, recording the scene.

Later, the cameraman would find a discreet spot to hide and use special night-vision cameras to document the event, with certain cameras set up in advance.

After the experience, participants would be asked for consent for their footage, and those who declined would have their faces blurred out.

Jin You'en and Su Qinglan were unfamiliar with this type of event, as neither of them had ever been to a haunted house or an escape room.