The crew placed a greasy braised pig's head on the altar.
The little devil riding on Guan Yan's neck had already walked far away, but suddenly turned around, jumped up, lay on the altar, and started gnawing on the pig's head.
Jing Jiujiu: "I wouldn't be like that."
Bai Yuhuai: “Yes.”
After a pause, Bai Yuhuai added: "You are much more polite than it."
Jing Jiujiu smacked his lips, finally feeling a little happy that I, a ghost, was superior to him.
Guan Yan on the other end seemed to have sensed something. He turned around and stared at the altar with a slightly gloomy expression.
His agent beside him hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" "Oh, don't look at it. Bai Yuhuai has won so many awards in recent years and is very popular in the circle. If you think about his poor popularity, do you feel better?"
"Nothing." Guan Yan paused, frowned, and added: "The young man next to him... is popular."
When the agent heard this, he couldn't help but remain silent.
After half a minute, he spoke again: "Yeah. These guys are all smart, why do you want to play with them so well?"
"This is Bai Yuhuai's conspiracy!" Guan Yan said in a deep voice, "Bai Yuhuai has status, and there is a young man around him who can help him deal with others and solve his interpersonal relationships. Haha. This person must have been hired by him with a large sum of money. He is much better than Xu Sanyu."
"Light incense, light incense." the guide called out.
Guan Yan's agent felt even more jealous when he saw this: "Just because Bai Yuhuai didn't worship, no one else did either. Only the director was there lighting incense and worshipping. Don't all the main creators of other crews come together? Only Bai Yuhuai is unique."
Guan Yan said, "He doesn't believe in these things, so naturally he won't worship."
The agent wondered: "Isn't it good to try to get a good omen?"
Guan Yan didn't continue what his agent said, but only said, "I'll make him believe it."
The agent was stunned: "Huh?"
As soon as the words were spoken here, the worship was already over.
The photographer took a few more photos and then prepared to start shooting the first scene of the day.
In order to have a good start and a good implication, the guide did not hesitate to invite Bai Yuhuai to go first.
Jing Jiujiu had only seen him rehearse but had never seen him acting seriously, so she and Xu Sanyu stood beside him and watched.
Tao Yinghou turned around and took a look: "Xiao He, move the folding stool in my car over here."
Assistant Xiao He responded.
After a while, Jing Jiujiu got a small folding stool and was able to sit down and watch slowly.
Xu Sanyu was afraid that he didn't understand, so he explained quietly: "Brother Bai's role is not the first protagonist of this play. Strictly speaking, the roles to be played by Film Queen Tao and Guan Yan are..."
This is Balabala.
The guide shouted, "Power on! Get ready!"
For a moment, the whole audience was silent.
This scene is an outdoor chase scene.
A man wearing a green leather suit ran out.
Jing Jiujiu opened her mouth wide.
… There were no special effects when filming, and it looked really… careless. Jing Jiujiu’s fantasy about the filming scene was shattered with a “poof”.
The man in the leather suit was running very fast in front, and his twisting body was full of words like “Come and chase me, come and chase me”.
The character played by Bai Yuhuai turns around and appears in camera, climbing, pressing, and grabbing with his leather-gloved hand, continuously climbing over multiple obstacles, and finally jumping onto the car head-on, like an eagle suddenly spreading its wings, with a fierce and unstoppable momentum.
A tense atmosphere instantly spread across the scene.
The suit man who lost his special effects didn't look so funny anymore.
Everyone held their breath slightly.
next moment-
Bai Yuhuai threw the twisting monster to the ground. Cyan blood, filled with the smell of decay, splashed all over his face and fell into his eyes, turning into a bloody mole.
Then the character played by Guan Yan walked out from the corner and looked at Bai Yuhuai in shock.
It was getting a little darker at this time.
Large clouds hung low, covering the sky above the studio.
"Cut! One pass!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; the scene was over.
Everything went very smoothly.
There aren't many lines, so there's no chance of making mistakes.
The staff members cooperated well with each other and there were no mistakes.
The guide smiled and said, "Let's go, have a meal first. I'll treat you. The rest of the staff will continue to build the set and get the props. The others can take a break. We have to get up at five in the morning to shoot tomorrow!"
The sound engineer on the other end was stunned for a moment, then stood up with a troubled look on his face: "Come here for a moment..."
"What's wrong? Didn't you pick up the radio?" The guide frowned. "No way? You're an experienced sound engineer. The scene was very quiet just now."
The sound engineer said nothing, but just put the monitoring headphones in the guide's hand.
Because movies are basically recorded live, the quality of the dry sound is extremely high. The guide doesn't want to make mistakes in the first scene.
He frowned and took the headphones and put them on: "…Nothing."
The sound engineer amplified the sound: "Are you listening again?"
Beyond the dialogue and live sound effects…
"rustle"
"rustle…"
An almost inaudible noise mixed in, like the sound of a rodent gnawing on something with its teeth... It made people feel uncomfortable for a while.
"Are there any rats?" asked the guide.
“We can ask someone to catch it first…” The sound engineer spread his hands, there was no other way.
The guide turned around and asked someone to buy a mousetrap.
The assistant director exclaimed: "Why was this pig's head chewed?"
The guide's face darkened: "Didn't I tell you to put it away first?"
The pig's head was bitten first. How can that be a good omen
The guide gritted his teeth and said, "It must be a rat."
The staff member hurriedly went over to pick up the pig's head, but almost fell down as soon as he held it in his arms.
The guide saw this and shouted angrily, "What the hell are you doing?"
“… This pig’s head is so heavy.” The staff member said embarrassedly, “Really!”
At this time, someone nearby came to lend a hand and was also stunned: "It is a bit heavy."
But it only lasted for a moment, and then it became lighter again.
The two looked at each other, both feeling puzzled.
Here Xu Sanyu was handing paper to Bai Yuhuai to wipe his face.
Jing Jiujiu looked at the little devil who suddenly jumped from the pig's head to the guide's head, and grinned again.
Oh, what a bear!
Guide: "I'm so angry that my neck hurts!"
"Calm down, you didn't expect this." The sound engineer advised.
Guide: "Forget it, forget it." "Brother Bai, do you want to wash your face?" he asked loudly.
Xu Sanyu: "Yes! What is your plasma made of? It's hard to wipe off."
Bai Yuhuai stood up and walked towards the toilet. Jing Jiujiu thought about it and followed him.
He and Bai Yuhuai could keep a certain distance between them, but what if Bai Yuhuai entered the last cubicle of the toilet and exceeded the safe distance between them, and he was standing on the set, and with a "whoosh", he was pulled away by that force, wouldn't that scare everyone in the set to death
Guan Yan glanced at the little ghost, turned around and said, "I'm going to the toilet too."
The little ghost pulled the guide's hair reluctantly, and then returned to Guan Yan.
Guide: "Fuck, why am I so angry that my scalp hurts?"
Sound engineer: “…”
When Guan Yan arrived outside the toilet, Bai Yuhuai and the young man had disappeared.
Guan Yan whispered, "Go in."
The kid frowned and looked in the direction of the toilet.
This is a filthy place, and not all ghosts like it.
Guan Yan repeated again: "Go in."
The kid then jumped down, clinging to the wall with his hands and feet like a frog, and then crawled in along the ceiling.
Guan Yan stood outside the toilet wall and lit a cigarette.
This kid is good at everything.
Just like a fucking idiot, he can't understand what people say and can't start a stream. That's it, and it's expensive! One million a year!
Guan Yan closed his eyes, suppressed his anger, and waited patiently.
The toilet is indeed a little far away, but it is very clean inside.
There are several large mirrors at the washbasin to make it easier to tidy up your appearance. This is probably because actors have a special profession and need to pay attention to these things at all times.
The ghost Jing Jiujiu also looked at himself in front of the mirror, but nothing was reflected, just a set of clothes floating there.
The little ghost fell on the ceiling, looked at the mirror, then looked at Jing Jiujiu, and then looked at the mirror again.
Its neck twisted and turned.
It twisted 360 degrees, with its neck twisted into a knot, but it still didn't see Jing Jiujiu in the mirror.
Bai Yuhuai came out: "..."
He looked up at the ceiling, then at Jing Jiujiu.
Bai Yuhuai asked: "Where is your bracelet?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Xu Sanyu said there are so many people here, don't wear it. Others will misunderstand if they see it."
Bai Yuhuai's heart skipped a beat, and he suppressed the urge to deduct Xu Sanyu's salary. He said, "Wear it, there won't be any misunderstanding."
Jing Jiujiu: "Oh, okay."
He fumbled in his backpack before taking it out and putting it on again.
His image soon reappeared in the mirror.
The little devil on the ceiling has twisted his neck 720 degrees.
It stared at the bracelet intently, as if it had never seen such a thing before.
So it jumped down and tried to climb onto Jing Jiujiu's body.
Bai Yuhuai frowned and secretly made a hand gesture.
Jing Jiujiu's movements were even faster. He had already grabbed the clothes on the kid, which were almost torn into strips. The kid was strangled by the clothes, and his bright red belly was strangled like a Michelin tire by the shredded cloth.
Jing Jiujiu: "You still want to crawl on me?" "You're outrageous!"
Jing Jiujiu lowered her eyes, looking a little cold, but when she put on a proper posture, she really looked like a big ghost.
Imp: "Wooooah! Wooooah!"
The fangs grew longer, almost extending to its jaw.
However, because it was too long, its jaw could not close, and a little bit of saliva mixed with blood flowed out, dripping onto its clothes and the ground.
Jing Jiujiu was shocked.
This kid really doesn't pay attention to personal hygiene!
Imp: "Wooooah! Wooooah!"
He struggled with his legs and feet, but found that he couldn't get free at all.
An even colder aura locked him tightly.
The little ghost has no concept of human ghosts.
But it knew that breath could kill it.
"Such a young ghost... is it seven years old?" Jing Jiujiu murmured, "How did a ghost like this come to be? Did it die at the age of seven?"
Bai Yuhuai: "More or less. It should be a little ghost brought back from Thailand. As for how it was transformed... I don't know much about some of the secret methods abroad. I just vaguely heard that some countries have a large population, but some areas are backward and poor. When parents there have too many children, they will sell them to others to be made into little ghosts. After they are made into little ghosts, they are sold to some tourists who go there."
Jing Jiujiu: "Are you so inhumane?"
He frowned slightly: "If you can't afford to raise a child, why give birth to one?"
Bai Yuhuai pursed his lips, thinking that this incident reminded him of Jing Jiujiu's sad past, and reminded him of Jing Tinghua who had ulterior motives. He was hesitating about what to say. But Emperor Bai never comforted people. It was very difficult for him to squeeze out some words at this time.
Before he could rack his brains.
Jing Jiujiu spoke again: "Then Guan Yan is its new mother now, isn't she?"
Bai Yuhuai: "... Not really. No one would be the parent of a little ghost. If Guan Yan bought it, it was just for the purpose of getting rich and changing luck. The more vicious ones would use it to attack their opponents."
Jing Jiujiu: "Oh, I see. He wants to attack you!"
Jing Jiujiu frowned: "Come behind me."
Bai Yuhuai was stunned:
Jing Jiujiu: "I will protect you."
Bai Yuhuai: “…” “Okay.”
Guan Yan looked down at his watch outside and estimated that it was about time.
He turned and looked towards the toilet door.
Neither Bai Yuhuai nor the young man came out, but the little ghost he raised crawled out step by step with difficulty, then turned over on its belly and stopped moving.
Guan Yan frowned.
what the hell
Guan Yan walked forward and didn't wait for him to speak.
The footsteps were getting closer.
That means Bai Yuhuai and the young man are about to come out.
The strange thing is that their steps are steady and neither hurried nor slow.
The little ghost on the ground suddenly stood up and slid and crawled away quickly.
The long fangs rubbed against the ground, creating sparks and lightning along the way.
Guan Yan: