After Yu Ming went back, Han Dong continued to "write hard".
The guitar was right at hand, and I wanted to touch it repeatedly, but I gritted my teeth and held back.
As the plot progressed, the cloud over Han Dong's head became heavier and heavier, his stiff shoulders shook more and more, and he felt that the characters in front of him began to jump. In a daze, he saw Xia Hongwei's grinning face appeared on the table, and his ferocious fangs had stretched out of the screen.
"How dare you write our Yu Ming to death? I'll tie you up and throw you into the well."
Han Dong felt a big hole in the floor under the sofa, and his body fell uncontrollably. The mouth of a well suddenly became above the eyes, and Xia Hongwei was lying there smiling eeriely.
"Ah-"
Han Dong howled and rushed out of the room.
In fact, during the process of writing just now, Han Dong had already fallen asleep.
In the past two days, Xixi was sent to Wang Zhongding's parents' home, and Wang Zhongding lived in the office all the time.
Sleeping in a daze in the middle of the night, I heard a rush of footsteps. As soon as Wang Zhongding turned on the desk lamp, Han Dong quickly cracked the combination lock on the office door. Then he rushed into the bedroom as if being hunted down, got into bed without taking off his clothes, and hugged Wang Zhongding who was about to get up.
Wang Zhongding's body froze, and he turned his head to look over. Han Dong's eyes were closed.
Han Dong, who was usually like a stove, had turned into a big ice cream at this moment, and his whole body was covered with cold air.
Wang Zhongding probed Han Dong's forehead, it was cold and there was no sign of fever.
"Help me, Xia Hongwei is going to kill me!" Han Dong screamed.
Xia Hongwei? Xia Hongwei wants to kill you? Wang Zhongding had no idea how Han Dong's logic was derived.
"Why did Xia Hongwei kill you?"
Han Dong plunged his head into Wang Zhongding's arms, still yelling to himself, "He's going to throw me into the well, he's going to throw me into the well... help me..."
Wang Zhongding's thugs stabilized Han Dong's wobbly head, keeping him slightly away from his chest.
"He's going to throw you in the well? Why in the well?"
Han Dong said nervously: "I jumped into the well myself! Yu Ming told me to write it to death..."
Wang Zhongding didn't understand the part of the bridge where he jumped into the well, but Wang Zhongding understood the last sentence. Han Dong was in a daze when he wrote the script, and he frightened himself like this.
Wang Zhongding coaxed patiently: "Don't be afraid, it's all fake."
Han Dong continued to babble, "It's not fake! It's all true! I jumped into a well the first time we met... I... I... a well more than 30 meters deep, good guy, The well water is icy cold! Just when my life was hanging by a thread, a hero suddenly appeared. The hero was eight feet long, with a high nose and beautiful eyes, and he spoke quickly..."
All Wang Zhongding's patience turned into cold eyes.
"Yu Ming is wriggling on me like a big bug, wow..." Han Dong was confused again.
Wang Zhongding reached out and took out the seal from the drawer of the bed cabinet, and directly blocked Han Dong's mouth.
This time I see how poor you are? Let me sleep honestly!
As a result, Han Dong stopped talking, and his limbs started to sway again, especially that stinky foot, who kept rubbing against Wang Zhongding's leg... like a big wriggling caterpillar, so tired and crooked that he couldn't be bothered.
Wang Zhongding directly kicked Han Dong's foot back.
After a while, Han Dong's indomitable "big caterpillar" slowly crawled back, landed on Wang Zhongding's legs again, and began his long grinding process.
If there is a camera on the roof, two entangled bodies will appear in the lens at this time. A person's body was stiff and motionless, with endless disgust and forbearance on his face. The other is drilling around, rubbing around, squinting and enjoying.
Wang Zhongding finally yelled angrily, "I'm telling you, it's good if I can accept you, if you dare to touch your nose again, you will leave immediately!"
Han Dong finally became honest, but this kind of honesty was limited to large-scale tossing, and there were some small ones that were difficult to overcome. Such as grinding teeth, snoring, murmuring... For example, Wang Zhongding turned over with a bang just when he closed his eyes, and then quickly evacuated when he felt sleepy with a hot leg wrapped around his waist...
Wang Zhongding finally fell asleep, only to be woken up again by an itching sensation.
At some point, Han Dong's paws reached into Wang Zhongding's pajamas, and he caressed lewdly on the strong chest that had been abstinent for a long time. Compared with Wang Zhongding's pampering, Han Dong's hands were definitely rough enough, numb enough and frictional enough, and within a few strokes, the veins on Wang Zhongding's forehead popped up, and his brows were full of masculine arrogance.
"You-give-me-be honest-some!" It was almost a hard word squeezed out between teeth.
Han Dong continued to look, the "blind man" quickly ran towards the "elephant".
Wang Zhongding suddenly burst into flames, turning over fiercely and pinching Han Dong under him. Holding Han Dong's wrist with both hands, he stared at him fiercely, and rushed forward with a powerful breath.
"Did I tell you to be honest?"
Han Dong fell silent, as if he was scared.
Wang Zhongding froze for a long time before releasing the restraint on Han Dong, turning back and going back to sleep.
As a result, I touched it again after a while.
Wang Zhongding's back molars were almost shattered, and at that time there was only one thought in his mind: If you don't come up with a plausible script for me, I will chop you into pieces!
Then, with a sullen face, he turned over and fell asleep holding Han Dong's hand.
The night finally calmed down.
…
Before dawn the next morning, Wang Zhongding called Er Lei over.
"Carry him back." Pointing to the back room.
Er Lei cast a surprised look at Wang Zhong Ding, you actually kept him overnight
Wang Zhongding looked unhappy, "What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and get rid of it?"
Er Lei hurried into the back room. When he saw that the person on the bed was Han Dong, he was so excited at that time that he almost raised his hands and shouted: "Long live the little master, the little master finally won the favor of the slave!"
Er Lei carried Han Dong to the door, but Wang Zhong Ding suddenly stopped him again.
"What's wrong?" Er Lei asked.
Wang Zhongding said, "I carry it on my back."
Er Lei was surprised, "Is there any difference between carrying and carrying?"
"Let you carry it on your back."
Wang Zhongding took Han Dong down without saying a word, and put it on Erlei's back in a different position.
After Han Dong left for a while, Xia Hongwei came.
"I want to invest in a movie." He said straight to the point.
Wang Zhongding immediately realized which movie it was, so he blocked it, "That movie is not reliable at all, you better stop wasting your money."
How could Xia Hongwei listen to Wang Zhongding's advice? Always have an "I'm here to inform you" tone.
"Fifty million investment, this is a contract!" It was patted directly in front of Wang Zhongding.
Although an investment of 50 million yuan is nothing in today's movie market, it is already very risky compared to horror movies. In particular, there are no big names in the production team, and the director is also a new generation, so the box office appeal is far from enough. You must know that the four joint ventures invested only 30 million yuan before, and now Xia Hongwei is going to contribute 50 million yuan alone.
Wang Zhongding directly pushed back the contract, "You can find another company to produce and distribute, but I won't accept it."
"I'm going to work in your company!" Xia Hongwei said word by word.
The four eyes collided, sparking a war of gunpowder and smoke.
"We don't even have a script now," Wang Zhongding reminded.
Xia Hongwei sneered, "Did you know? If the film is lost, Yu Ming will follow me!"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhong Ding had no room to refuse.
"Let's put the contract here first. If there is any problem, call me, I have to leave beforehand."
…
In the afternoon, Han Dong beamed into Wang Zhongding's office with his first work.
"No, please give me your advice."
Wang Zhongding picked up the manuscript, his face sank as soon as he glanced at it.
"Is this what you wrote?"
"That's right. Han Dong looks like he feels good about himself."
Wang Zhongding slammed the manuscript on the desk, "Is your Chinese taught by a physical education teacher?"
"How do you know? All subjects in our elementary school are taught by one teacher."
Wang Zhongding, "..."
"Don't look at the format, it's just floating clouds, and a special screenwriter will change it for me. You just look at the content and the central idea." Han Dong carefully pushed the manuscript in front of Wang Zhongding again.
Wang Zhongding reluctantly believed him once, and picked up the manuscript to read it again. After reading it for less than a minute, he stood up and dragged Han Dong to the door.
"Why are you blowing me away?" Han Dong didn't know why.
Why are you bombarded? Wang Zhongding didn't want to talk anymore. It’s fine if you don’t divide into paragraphs and make fun to the end, but there are typos, logical confusion, and slurred speech throughout the article... Are you here to make a comparison
Han Dong didn't give up, "Look again, I spent a lot of time writing it."
"Take him back to the dormitory immediately." Wang Zhongding said to the bodyguard at the door.
The bodyguard escorted Han Dong away.
Wang Zhongding still had a headache expression, the messy manuscript was always dangling in front of his eyes, and he was in no mood to do anything. In a fit of anger, I picked it up again, bit the bullet and read down.
Han Dong was a grinder in doing things, and a grinder in writing, too. A plot overview was full of three chapters. During this period, Wang Zhongding repeatedly picked it up and put it down, put it down and picked it up, and after an unknown number of times, he couldn't put it down again.
Suddenly there was an indescribable feeling.
He immediately went back and read it again. This time it became much smoother, and the plot gradually became clearer.
At first, Wang Zhongding thought that what Han Dong wrote must focus on the scene rather than the plot, but the fact is completely opposite. This story is not fragmented horror fragments, nor is it a wonderful plot where monsters and monsters show their abilities, but an original suspense thriller drama with wonderful ideas.
What surprised Wang Zhongding the most was that the show applied the "Droste effect", which is a visual form of recursion, which means that a certain part of a picture is the same as the whole picture, thus creating an infinite loop.
Just like the story we often say, "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk in the temple telling a story to the young monk. What was it about? It was about a mountain in the past, and there was a temple in the mountain. , there was an old monk in the temple telling a story to the young monk. What was he telling? It was about a mountain in the past and a temple in the mountain..."
And after reading it in depth, I found that the logic of the whole story is clear, the layout is tight, and the suspense is laid directly to the end. There is a sudden big turning point, which makes people creepy.
It not only involves the Droste effect, but also involves a series of supernatural and realistic clips such as hypnotism and lucid dreaming. The borderline is quite sophisticated, and it completely avoids the review ban.
Especially this role tailor-made for Yu Ming, it is so suitable that it is outrageous.
Yu Ming played the role of a dead dance academy student and a bed press ghost tormented by the master's nightmare. The biggest feature of this ghost is that it is very flexible. He will crawl on the protagonist's body in an extremely twisted posture. It is completely conceivable that the waist suddenly rotates, the muscles twisted and messed up, the crackling joints dance and convulse in front of your eyes, and the horror scene where he is expressionless while you are screaming.
Zhongding Film and Television has created so many blockbuster films for Yu Ming, and never thought that there would be such a role.