Chapter 65: The Director is Very Demanding

  "Hmm." Along with the answer of "Lu" from the morning study group, the sound of a car engine starting up was heard.

  About half an hour later, I arrived at the suburbs and made another call to Xia Bing. I simply handed my mobile phone over to Chen Yan 'Lu', and the car stopped in front of a old courtyard gate.

  A woman wearing a white half-shirt and shorts standing at the door waiting.

  I got off the car and immediately hugged her, hehe smiled: "Not seen for several months, and more lovely."

  "You're finally here, huh? By the way, where's that person you were talking about?" Xia Bing said with a displeased expression.

  I knocked on the car window and shouted: "Chen Yan 'Lu', come out quickly, I'll introduce you to your future boss."

  Xia Bing pinched me and whispered: "It's still uncertain if it will work out, our director is particularly picky."

  Before I could finish speaking, Xia Bing's eyes began to glaze over. I waved my hand in front of her face and she suddenly opened the car door, got out and walked away.

  She smiled helplessly at me, her red eyes emitting a strange and eerie glow that made my whole body feel cold.

  I didn't expect Xia Bing to grab my hand with a 'dazed' expression, staring at Chen Yan's 'exposure', I feel like she almost pounced on him now.

  I smiled at Chen Yan's 'Luo' and said: "This is my friend, Xia Bing."

  Xia Bing nodded quickly, then stretched out a hand and said in a sweet voice that gave me goosebumps all over: "Hello, is Morning Dew?"

  Chen Yan nodded stiffly at 'Lu', I gave him a look, and he finally stretched out his hand.

  After shaking hands, Xia Bing stared at Chen Yan's eyes with a 'flower' dazed expression and said: "Can you tell me where you bought your beautiful pupils?"

  "Alright, alright, your eyes are too big, they can't fit in colored contacts." I quickly changed the subject.

  Then he said, "Do you think he's okay?" Xia Bing nodded quickly and turned around to say, "No problem, but the procedure still needs to be followed. Our director is inside, let him try out the camera, it just so happens that we need to shoot a segment."

  The gate of the big yard, old and worn out, seemed like it would fall down with just a push. Wood shavings occasionally peeled off from the gate. Xia Bing followed quietly behind me as I carefully poked his waist and said: "Don't be like a dead man, soon we'll be rehearsing like before, take a look at the script, perform once and that's it. I'm still waiting for you to get paid and treat me to dinner."

  Chen Yan 's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, then he quickly walked up to Xia Bing and clenched his fists.

  Xia Bing suddenly turned around and said: "Homi, wait outside for a while?"

  I nodded and the two of us walked into the front hall inside the yard. I began to carefully examine the environment in here.

  When I came in, I didn't pay much attention. It's an old-fashioned quadrangle courtyard. After entering the gate of the courtyard, there is an old well with green moss growing on the edge stones. Next to the well stands a dead peach tree with a wooden bucket hanging from it and a rope on top.

  Other places were just piled with firewood and nothing special.

  Just now Chen Yan 'Lu' and Xia Bing walked into the main hall, I saw a photography studio inside, and five or six people dressed in fashion.

  Then Xia Bing and one of the middle-aged 'women' kept talking about something, but that middle-aged 'woman' was constantly sizing up Chen Yanluo. I couldn't help but smile, Chen Yanluo's current handsome level, paired with those eyes and teeth, could instantly kill this group of people, no problem.

  As expected, Xia Bing quickly ran out and looked at me with a face full of admiration: "Chen Yan's 'Lu' makeup was actually done by you. The director has already agreed to let him audition, so as his makeup artist, you can stay too."

  As she spoke, she pulled me along and walked into the hall.

  There were five people inside, a twenty-something man with long hair fiddling with the machine, another slightly chubby middle-aged man reading the script, and two ordinary staff members arranging props. My eyelid twitched, their prop was actually an empty coffin.

  A middle-aged woman stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Hai Meng, are you Bing's friend?"

  I nodded and took a closer look at Ha Ming's appearance.

  Very standard melon seed face, although older, with crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, but still can't hide a temperament.

  This air seems a bit gloomy and I couldn't help but shiver. It was then that I noticed, Chen Yan's 'Luo' had disappeared.

  Xia Bing mysteriously pointed behind me, and I quickly turned my head around, only to see Chen Yan's 'Luo' making a dead face, staring at me with wide, bloodshot eyes. I was so startled that I took a step back, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my back.

  "Look, this is the effect. He's simply a perfect thriller material 'actor'."

  My heart was racing, Chen Yan 's face lit up with a proud smile as she patted her chest, then returned to normal. Xia Bing showed off to me like a treasure, saying "How's that? Perfect."

  Hai nodded and said, "Both are good." As she spoke, she handed a script to Chen Yan's 'Lu' and said to me, "Neither is wrong, one has amazing makeup skills, the other has skin color that's naturally suitable for this type of movie."

  Xia Bing smiled slyly and said, "This Morning Dew 'Lu' will definitely stay. I've long wanted to have her as my colleague, but she just won't agree."

  I nodded, but Hai Meng said: "Nothing's wrong, no rush, Chen Yan 's makeup is fine, and you'll definitely still do his makeup when the time comes."

  It was at this time that I came to take stock of the surroundings in the room.

  An empty black coffin without a lid, lined with white cloth. In front of the coffin is a table, also devoid of anything.

  Xia Bing mysteriously told me that tonight, I would see how horror movies are made.

  I shivered with cold and regretted bringing Morning Dew 'Lu' to this place.

  Xia Bing grasped my hand tightly and stared at me with wide eyes: "Don't even think about running." I nodded with a wry smile.

  At this moment, the long-haired man who was taking pictures suddenly found Chen Yan 'Lu' and said he wanted to take a photo of him.

  I had some doubts, but Xia Bing told me it would be used in the script later.

  Chen Yan looked at the script for a while and then found Hai Ming, saying: "There shouldn't be any problems now."

  Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she said, "Take a good look now, we can't open the mirror yet. Let's try to get through it once tonight."

  I walked back and forth in the yard with boredom, but found that all the doors of the houses here, except for the main hall, were closed, and the locks on them had already rusted.

  I found Xia Bing, Xia Bing shrugged and said: "Don't know, this place was chosen by the director."

  I called Xia Bing at noon, spent almost an hour 'wasting' time, then communicated with Chen Yan and the people inside, now reading the script, it's already around 4 pm.

  My stomach is growling, I want to go eat, but nobody else is moving, and we're in the suburbs, so I don't even know where to buy food.

  Just then, the sound of an engine came from outside the gate. I had just looked up when two people walked in carrying a pile of things. Xia Bing said, "The props have arrived."

  I noticed that apart from the two people carrying things, there was also a thin old man who looked like a monkey. I swallowed my saliva, and thought to myself, "You're using someone as old as this?" Xia Bing gave me a disdainful look and said, "Do you understand? This isn't an employee, we specially invited Master from the Taoist temple in the city to help us film this scene."

  My eyelids twitched twice, and the Taoist priest also came to make a guest appearance in the movie.

  Xia sneered coldly: "Where in the world can there be ghosts? It's just people scaring each other."

  I hastily covered her mouth and carefully looked around at everything.

  Xia Bing said impatiently: "Homi, are you okay? You used to be the one who didn't believe in ghosts and gods the most."

  I nodded and suddenly found that the thin old man from just now had changed into a yellow Taoist robe, put on a hat, and looked quite like the real thing.

  A square, old-fashioned table was placed in front of the coffin, with a thick layer of black grime that seemed to have accumulated over many years. Incense sticks were inserted into a small, round censer filled with ash. Two red candles were placed on either side, and when I saw the photo frame behind them, I almost bit my tongue off.

  Morning research 'dew' black and white photos, quietly lying in the frame, expressionless looking forward.

  A few people started tidying up everything on the scene, and Chen Yan 'Lu' also began to change clothes. Due to the venue, in the courtyard, she put on a white Taoist robe.

  After tidying up everything, the sky had already turned dark. Hai Yun hinted that Chen Ruo lay down in the coffin. I felt a chill run down my spine and goosebumps all over my body.

  Xia Bing pulled me along and walked to the side of the well in the yard. From this angle, we could see all the surroundings inside the house.

  "You've certainly gained some experience today, tsk tsk." Xia Bing said with a pout. I dryly laughed without responding.

  Hai Yun stood beside the photographer with long hair, the photographer adjusted the machine and made an OK gesture.

  Xia Bing signaled me to be quiet for a while, or it would affect the shooting effect.

  I nodded and stared intently at the scene in the room.

  A thin old man lit incense sticks and held a peach wood sword, standing beside the case table, indicating that it could begin.

  I saw the photo of Chen Yan's 'Luo', and I couldn't help but feel a sense of awkwardness. The lights suddenly dimmed. My scalp felt numb, and Xia Bing poked my waist and said, "For the sake of effect."

  The entire courtyard was left with only the cold moonlight, while inside the house there was a dim yellowish candlelight, the flickering flames adding a hint of eeriness to the ancestral portrait.

  The old Taoist kept waving the peach wood sword around Chen Yan's coffin, walking back and forth without stopping.

  I clenched my fist and swallowed hard, what's the current mood of Chen Yan 'Lu'?

  I kept staring tightly inside, everyone's attention was there.

  At this moment, the candlelight in the house suddenly swayed slowly. The old Taoist suddenly stretched out his hand and took out a piece of hell money from his bosom, threw it into the sky, and chanted with a rhyme.

  The flame was calm again. I frowned and looked at it, the flame had just jumped, I heard the sound of the machine blowing air. In this quiet environment, even breathing could be heard.

  She turned her head, and Xia Bing was also carefully looking at everything inside. At this moment, the Taoist priest suddenly let out a loud shout, and the table in the room suddenly shook violently. The clanging sound seemed to resonate within my heart, and the candle flames flickered wildly. Even the photo frame of Chen Yan's "Revelation" began to shake violently, reminding me of the scene when our cat watched horror movies in the dormitory bed.

  Almost every scene with a ghost is like this, but for me, it's still very scary.

  All he heard was an old Taoist's cold snort, then a peach wood sword swung out.

  What also widened his eyes was that, with a soft "whooshing" sound, the sword tip actually stably "inserted" itself in front of Chen Yan's "exposed" photo at a position just a few inches away.

  The wobbly table suddenly steadied itself.

  The old Taoist let out a sigh of relief and was about to go forward to light the incense, when suddenly a strong gust of wind blew in. The candles in the room began to flicker wildly, the table started shaking violently again, and the old Taoist's face changed color. Just as the candles were flickering most fiercely, more than half of the ash from the incense burner spilled out. When the wooden photo frame and peach wood sword on the wooden table were about to fall over, there was a faint "thud" sound.

  I almost bit off my own tongue.

  Morning study 'dew' from the coffin inside straight up to the upper body, two blood-red eyes, staring at the front direction, pale face 'color', under the weak candlelight, not a trace of blood 'color'.

  The old Taoist let out a mournful cry, then his buttocks "urinated" and rolled out of the room.

  "Card!"

  At this moment, I suddenly felt a slight cool breeze blowing past my ear, and my scalp was numb. I immediately turned back, but saw nothing.

  The lights came on, and Xia Bing was the first to walk over, then beckoned me: "Come take a look at the trial broadcast?"

  My heart sank, it was impossible that Xia Bing just blew air in my ear, I turned pale and looked at the well behind me, shuddered, and quickly ran to the photography studio.

  The lights are now on, and the eerie atmosphere from just a moment ago has been largely dispelled. Chen Yan, dressed in white, is standing beside me with a smile, then raises her hands and trembles as she says: "Return my life to me..."

  I irritably pushed him away, but unexpectedly Xia Bing didn't cooperate and said: "Don't push him, what if you break him? Can you afford to compensate?"

  The camera opened the replay, to be honest, just now the shooting process, because I knew everything was artificial, wasn't that scary. But seeing it in the lens, it's really a different feeling, my whole heart is about to jump out. After the shot ended, Hai Cang took a deep breath and said: "Very good, excellent. Today's shoot was very successful, Chen Yan 'Lu', you come back tomorrow, by the way, everyone hasn't eaten tonight, I'll treat you all."

  Hai Ang said as he gestured for everyone to start packing up. However, the chubby scriptwriter's face didn't look too good.

  Hai Yun looked at him with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong? Do you think there's a problem?"

  The screenwriter with a weird expression shook his head, then raised a switch in his hand and said: "Except for the first gust of wind, which was controlled by me, the ones after that were all natural. And that last gust of wind was a bit too strong, if it were up to me, I wouldn't have used such a strong wind." He took a deep breath and continued: "Today's footage is the best segment I've seen in years, with some post-production sound effects added, it will definitely be this year's most shocking thriller."

  But I was listening to his words, and my back began to sweat, remembering the gentle breeze that had blown past my ear at the well earlier.

  Chen Yan took off her costume and smiled at me, saying "Not bad, huh?"

  I nodded unnaturally, and soon everyone had packed up all their things, specifically the ones in the courtyard, not the ones in the rooms, because they would still be used tomorrow, to avoid making a false move, they were left untouched for the time being.

  There are three cars outside the courtyard. In addition to Chen Yan's black Jeep, there is also a white Audi belonging to Hai Ming.

  The white Land Rover is the plump screenwriter's.

  Before getting on the bus, I found you and Chen Yan 'Lu', and said with great appreciation: "Chen Yan 'Lu' is very good, I know that your university thesis is written under tight time constraints, but if you take this opportunity, it's completely possible to jump out of school, Homi consider it."

  After finishing speaking, she got straight into her own car. Chen Yan 'Lu' shrugged and sat in the driver's seat.

  Just as I was about to get on the bus, Xia Bing suddenly appeared and quickly got into the front passenger seat, then smiled at me.

  I suddenly realized, under the dim and resentful gaze of 'Lu' during morning study, I ran to the front of Hai Yan's car and knocked on the window, saying somewhat awkwardly: "Can I sit in your car for a bit?"

  She smiled as if she was thinking of something, and I awkwardly got into the passenger seat.