"Don't say it, really, the ultimate emotional burst is art." The ghosts looked at the relief frescoes half-embedded in the wall.
The old man's expressions and actions were like being dragged down by the Specter to the eighteenth hell, the expression of panic and despair, and the gesture of wanting to grab something like dead branches, quite a kind of religious art charm.
Everyone was very satisfied after seeing it: "When the matter is over, can I still make a fortune by cutting off the wall?"
"That is, there are not many sculpture masters who can make this kind of shape and spirit, and have no craftsmanship."
After solving the most troublesome old man, the rest of Director An and the murderer are basically nothing to worry about, but the effect of the finished film should be considered.
However, the leading actor of the film is still in prison at the moment, and he can't talk about starting work.
Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long. Two days later, the police station finally completed the investigation and released him after proving that the crew did not violate the law.
On the day of the exit, except for the fired female lead actress, everyone else was present to welcome Director An out.
Director An was imprisoned for several days, and he was in a sullen mood. When he saw the thief player who put him in prison, he was still in the crew, and he became popular right away—
"What the hell are you still doing here? Didn't I tell you to get out? I don't have any work for you in the film crew, and I don't need to worry about getting paid."
"Tell you, I didn't put the director into the game, but I'm too embarrassed to ask for money. Get out of here, will you get out?"
The thief player said coolly: "When I rarely give you a job as an idiot, I don't think it's not your father's cleverness. You have gone to prison now, filming your mother's movies, and ungrateful things."
He said again: "I'm here to care about your reimbursement for the props. I've been busy here for nothing. If you don't pay the wages, you can still let me go backwards, right?"
"At the beginning, I promised the eldest brother to agree to take the goods after I promised double the price. Now I want to repay the bill? Okay, I'll find those brothers, and we'll hold the leather whip and the ball to dew the leather massage stick. Follow you, use the loudspeaker to shout to pay the debt, the perverted director cheats the taste props."
"Let's see if your movie wants to be broadcast, or if you are the one who makes the news first. By the way, that's a good thing, I'll give you free publicity for the crew, thank you!"
Director An was trembling with anger. He pointed at the thief player for a long time and was speechless, and then turned to ask Lu Qingjia, "Aren't you bad money? Why didn't you send him away?"
Lu Qingjia shrugged: "After working together for so many days, we have a good relationship. How could I slap my friends with money? It's embarrassing for me to stand in the middle when you two make trouble."
"Well, give me a face, I took the money out for An. As for the person who resigned as an actor, how about staying in the crew as my assistant?"
Seeing that Director An was about to refute, Lu Qingjia said, "Before they got the job, they complimented their relatives and friends about Haikou. Do you understand, just go back in such a disheartened way, a man has no face?"
After being detained for several days, Director An knew that the crew must have been controlled by Xiaobailian at this time, and they spent their own money to support an idler.
Seeing that the movie is almost halfway through, I can only bear it.
As a result, he suddenly noticed that the assistant was filming this scene with the camera on his back. Director An was shocked: "What are you doing? What are you filming Lao Tzu for?"
The assistant was at a loss: "Brother Lu asked me to shoot."
Lu Qingjia smiled and explained, "Didn't you say you should shoot more interesting tidbits in the early stage?"
"After the film is successful, these tidbits are valuable material. They are to witness the difficulties and hardships of our entire crew, and to witness the perseverance and hardships of the filmmakers and a group of actors with dreams. It will definitely earn a lot of sympathy points and passers-by's goodwill."
"I think the director's experience as a part of the film is also a precious experience. It is estimated that no crew has ever experienced such twists and turns. There is bitterness in the comics. What a pity to waste?"
"In the future, the director's hard work can't be buried, so I decided to make a part of your tidbits as well. These days, the director also has to run a reputation brand, and people have to think of you subconsciously when they think of their masterpieces. Is this idea correct?"
That's right, that's right, director Ke An himself knows what those tidbits mean, and they are the official shots he shot.
Now it's my turn to shoot myself, although these idiots are just imitating his excuses, but they always feel bad in their hearts.
He was about to open his mouth to refuse, but the little white face surnamed Lu couldn't erase the director's contribution, and he blew the grievances he had suffered in the past few days into the sky.
The crew members were also very moved, and they all disagreed with his glorious spirit of suffering and devoting silently, and he must be added to the card of merit and deeds in the future.
Director An couldn't handle the opinions of the entire crew, so he could only reluctantly be the starring in the backstory.
When he returned to the apartment, everyone even prepared a brazier and a banquet for him, saying that it was a bad luck.
Director An also felt that he was a little unlucky recently, but this was actually unexpected. After all, after the whole building was blocked by his uncle, the resentment flowed against him, and anyone who stayed here would be unlucky.
He was restrained by the things his uncle gave him, and he was not affected much, but it could not be said that it could be completely avoided.
Director An can actually accept this, but what he can't accept is that the rest of the crew doesn't seem to have any signs of bad luck.
Especially the little white face surnamed Lu, who actually made a fortune a few days ago, what kind of fortune is this against the sky
The crowd pushed Director An across the brazier. He absently moved his legs, but suddenly a piercing pain came, and everyone around him exclaimed.
Looking down, he saw that the flames suddenly jumped up when he stepped over the brazier, and he directly received a grilled egg sausage with a spray gun.
Director An screamed in agony, covered his crotch and danced an electric shock dance to put out the fire, making a mess around him.
Still Lu Qingjia calmed down, took the water for washing grapefruit leaves and poured it into Director An's crotch.
A female player hurriedly said: "Well, that's a cocktail, and this pot is grapefruit leaf water."
However, it was too late. Director An's entire crotch was like cooking oil on fire, and he jumped so high that the scene was even more magnificent.
"Ah—" Director An was frightened to death when he saw the fire on his body. He rolled and rubbed against the ground, and shouted, "Fuck me, put out the fire quickly."
People splashing water, and people taking off their clothes, are in a hurry, but they are inefficient.
In the end, seeing the fire spread, everyone was ruthless and kicked them into the open-air stinky ditch next to them.
Then came the sound of the fire being extinguished, saving Director An's life.
When Director An climbed up from the ditch, his whole body stinks as if he just got out of a ditch.
Everyone stepped back, and the friendship of the crew just now disappeared.
A female player covered her nose and said, "Director, you, are you okay?"
"Do I fucking look okay?" Director An yelled.
"Then why don't you take a shower first?"
"Let's take a look at the injury first?" A male player suggested: "I see Director An - it seems to be baked, and now it falls into the stinky ditch, so don't get infected, this is a big deal, and it can't be vague. ."
After the panic that was on fire passed, the burning pain in the crotch came.
At the beginning, the fire and ice water poured, and then the burning pain of the fire turned into a big scorch. At this moment, Director An only wanted to cut his brother in pain.
Can't do it, this baby is a baby, he is still young, he is still waiting for success and then sits on a beautiful woman, but nothing can go wrong.
So I didn't have time to think about the dirt all over my body, so I called someone over: "Quick, take me to the hospital quickly."
Unexpectedly, the collective emotion of advancing and retreating together was still enjoyable just now, but now the plastic is rotten when touched.
Everyone procrastinated: "I, I still have something to do."
"I also remembered that I had an appointment with someone today."
"My grandma is getting married for the second time today."
"Is your grandma the fuck here?"
"My video blessing is also my heart. Is it easy for her to find someone at her age?"
"Director, I think it's fine for you to walk with your legs open. Why don't you call a taxi for you?"
As a result, no one was willing to take him in the taxi, and in the end, it was impossible. Lu Qingjia charged a high price, and only the car was willing to take him.
Director An went to the hospital alone and crying, only to feel that the big city was so cold.
When I came back, it was almost dark.
The people in the crew were full of food and drink and set up a table to play cards in the small fast space outside the apartment. There was a fruit plate and tea cup next to their hands, so they didn't look too comfortable.
Seeing Director An coming back, everyone immediately greeted enthusiastically, "Yo, is Director An back?"
"Is the crotch injury okay? Well, your crotch is completely torn? Let me see, the gauze inside is thick enough to not affect the quality in the future, right?"
There was a female player who spoke boldly and said with a puff of laughter, "Hey, you men just take that thing for life."
"As I said, don't worry too much about Director An, you are almost forty, how many years can you use this thing? Before, Xiaomei (the heroine of the water snake waist) complained to me about how hard it was to put on your bed. I said you should take this opportunity to settle down."
How can Director An tolerate others insulting him in this regard? He suddenly shouted: "Fart, where is Xiaomei? Where is the watch? I want to confront her."
The faces of the poker players suddenly became unnatural: "Don't you? Just a joke. You know Xiao Liu, and he dares to say that he doesn't look like a woman at all. Don't worry, we all believe in you."
But after saying this, his eyes slipped to the place where he wrapped the gauze and glanced at him. The men's eyes showed contempt, and the women raised their eyebrows with a perfunctory look that they didn't want to break up with the poor man.
Even if he didn't say anything, the exchange of expressions still made Director An furious.
He said loudly, "Where is Xiaomei? I didn't see her when I came out today. Did you run out to pick up work without permission?"
Then he scolded: "How dare she talk about me? I didn't complain that her awl face hurt my neck, and the pair of fake breasts felt like water balloons, and my face was so stiff that I looked back in the middle of the night and was almost scared to death. ."
"Director An—you."
The expressions of several people playing cards became more and more wrong. Director An was getting angry, and he wanted to continue talking, but suddenly he felt that the atmosphere was wrong.
A sense of crisis struck.
He turned his head and saw the yellow-faced woman who was supposed to be taking care of the children in his hometown appeared behind him.
Director An's soul was dissipated, when he saw Director An's wife showing a wicked smile, she stretched out her hand and twisted his ear to change the channel 360 degrees: "You fucking take your mother's money and sleep with a woman is crazy."
"What's the matter? You still think the quality is not good, right? Do you want my mother to take care of the villagers and raise funds for you to go to heaven and earth to find a top card?"
"I think your mother's surname is An. I thought you were in a situation for a few days. Anyway, you should be tight for two days. As a result, when the birds came out, they all peeled off their skins, still thinking about women?"
"Aren't you trying to prove your majesty? Come on, who else knows better than the old lady with your toothpick? What are you looking for, Xiaomei? It's the same as confronting the old lady."
Director An's wife has a loud voice and is full of energy. Even if there is no owner in this apartment, there are still many nearby families sticking their heads out.
Then I saw a bald man standing with his crotch split and his legs covered with a thick gauze covering his lower body. He was scolded and beaten by his wife.
Pointing around, there are even children jumping and laughing on the balcony.
Director An couldn't afford to lose this man, so he hurriedly cried and begged for mercy like his grandson.
But Director An's wife is a shrew who is used to being ripped off by the neighbors, and she is not afraid of being watched as jokes.
So Director An couldn't catch a stutter all day, so he was beaten up first.
It's just that he didn't notice that the camera was still on at the moment, recording the funny and bitter side of this middle-aged man.
After Director An's wife was out of anger, she said to Lu Qingjia and the others who were playing cards with a smile on her face: "Jiajia, dinner is ready, sister-in-law, stop playing cards, clear the table and eat."
After talking, they cleaned up the mahjong together and asked, "Is the fruit flavor okay?"
Lu Qingjia smiled and said, "It's very sweet, but my sister-in-law will choose it. We spend more money on fruit, but we can't buy such a good taste."
Mrs. An said with a smile: "Hey, young people can't choose now. They only want to be big, and they can't choose the best taste."
Lu Qingjia expressed her admiration: "With my sister-in-law here, our quality of life has improved just this afternoon, and we have also saved money. In the future, the expenses of the crew will depend on my sister-in-law."
"By the way, is the money enough?"
"Enough is enough, but it's not enough. It's tens of thousands. It's enough to eat and kill." Mrs. An said with a smile: "Jiajia, don't be polite to me, sister-in-law will speak when she has no money."
After speaking, Director An, who was beaten into shit, said, "Don't give him a penny in the future. You will pay your mother a lot of money for the bad stuff, and give it back to the old lady to play with her daughter. I can't beat him to death."
Director An watched his wife show Xiaobai's face, Mo said that after marriage, she was so gentle and caring that she had never been in a relationship, and the blood in her heart had already poured out for several pots.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Director An had to struggle to stand up and limped back to his room to change his clothes.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a ghastly statue like a ghost inlaid on the wall, reaching out and grabbing the outside as if asking for help.
As soon as Director An's scalp exploded, he almost urinated in fright, and screamed in a shrill voice.
"what--"
The footsteps of the group came, Director An turned around, and before he had time to speak, he was scratched by his wife.
"How about your mother's mourning? The dead old woman is alive and well, and she ate more than the old lady in one meal. You are a little early."
Director An was slapped around in a circle, and he didn't care about the shame. He pointed to the room with a pale face and said, "Ghost, there is a ghost—"
Everyone looked in: "No? Director, did you just get dazzled by your sister-in-law?"
Director An looked back again, and sure enough, the wall became smooth and smooth again, without any traces.
If others, maybe they will believe it for a while, but Director An himself knows where this place is, and if there is a supernatural incident, it can never be a suspicious thing.
At the same time of fear, Director An was also a little excited. It stands to reason that it is the least likely that something strange will happen to him here.
So he asked the people around him, "What's wrong with you in the last few nights?"
Everyone nodded: "Yes, a lot of strange things have happened in the past few days when you entered."
"For a while, the faucet turned on by itself, and for a while, a dark shadow appeared on the window. For a while, I remembered that the things I put in this place ran to that place, and a lot of hair was pulled out of the sewers."
"Oh yes, when I was cooking, the tap water flowed for a long time before it changed from red to normal color." Director An's wife said.
Director An raised his voice when he heard the words: "What? It's already started? Then why the hell didn't you tell me? When you came to the police station to see me, you didn't say anything."
These words were shouted at Lu Qingjia, after all Lu Qingjia was the person in charge after he left.
However, before Lu Qingjia spoke, her wife's louder voice came back: "Why are you yelling so loudly?"
"It's not hard enough for Ren Jiajia to wipe your buttocks every day? If you miss a big thing, you will be harassed by you. You are such a goddamn official? You bastard, you haven't counted yet."
The others also said at length, "Yes, director, it's all trivial matters."
"Recently, everyone has been under a lot of pressure to shoot. It's just that their minds are confused."
"Yes, yes, I heard someone calling my name from the pillow at night. Did I say anything? Don't make a fuss about the little things."
"Hey, it's nothing more than something left by the previous tenant. This place is so dilapidated, it's normal to have such and such problems."
"Speaking of which, I saw a little boy shoot a ball yesterday."
"Hahaha, the children who sneaked in nearby to play, come over when you see someone here."
"I also met a few beauties to visit, but I didn't ask for their phone number, but I guess they lived nearby and came out wearing such thin pajamas."
"I also met a pair of old men and old ladies who stared at me to pay back the money. It's so pitiful. Maybe I was cheated of the money and lost my mind? But buddy, I don't look like a bad person."
"Hahaha, you don't look like anyone."
The topic of a group of people laughing and laughing farther and farther, but Director An was about to be pissed off by a group of idiots.
It turns out that things have already started, and this is all precious shooting material.
These giggling fools, do their eyes grow on their buttocks, or do they have the guts to hit a steel hammer? Or simply too stupid to be afraid.
Normally, normal people should have suffered from neurasthenia long ago, so why is Nima still laughing
Director An was so angry at the group of idiots, but he also cheered up, knowing that from now on, he has to pay attention to the movements of each floor.
The result did not disappoint him. At three o'clock that night, a scream came from the second floor.
Director An woke up abruptly, and quickly got up and put on his pants. Because he was moving too fast, he forgot that his chicken was injured, and the painful facial features still did not change speed. Carrying the camera, he quickly rushed into the room of the pervert player on the second floor.
Originally he wanted to put cameras in every room so he wouldn't miss a shot.
But the old uncle said that this will directly connect with the ghost, so I still try to use the perspective of a bystander, just as the monitoring screen has no texture, so I have to use the least efficient method.
Director An touched the ancestral magic weapon in his pocket, slowly opened them, and the camera slowly probed in.
As a result, he saw a scene that made him stunned.
There are female ghosts. Five neatly appeared in the room of the pervert player, but there was no eerie appearance inside.
On the contrary, a few people gathered around a laptop, watching the video being played and laughing again and again, a scene of harmony between people and ghosts.
Most importantly, why did he hear the video sound from the notebook so familiar
With a huge shock in his heart, Director An suddenly had a pain in his back. Looking back, he saw that it was his own tigress, and others came down.
The tigress looked bad and said, "Why the hell are you running outside the man's room in the middle of the night to take pictures?"
After he finished speaking, he pushed open the door without waiting for an explanation. He saw that it was a young man in the crew, and there were several beautiful women sitting around, and he didn't know where to hook up.
Then he turned back and sneered at Director An: "Yo~~, I said, I can't wait to come out in the middle of the night with my butt tucked. Is co-authoring envious?"
Then he was about to take him home: "Go back to the house, you can count on the good things of the young people with a lump of cow dung."
As a result, before the person left, he heard a beautiful woman pointing at Director An and said, "He's the person in the video, right?"
"Yes, it's him, look at the bald head."
"Oh, so perverted, actually filming other people's men peeing."
"I also instigated people to sexually harass men, and the harassment was still an old man."
"I only came out by buying adult props and shooting into the game."
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's up to you adults to play."
Director An knew what these five women were and was afraid, but Director An's wife didn't know.
When she heard the words, she immediately jumped into the room, opened the five female ghosts and snatched the notebook over, and then saw the unsightly pictures taken by the surnamed An, and even got a fat beating.
Director An's wife pointed at him: "You, you motherfucker, my mother originally thought you were just lecherous, but it turns out that you are okay?"
"My mother is fighting with you, how can my son have a father like you, how can you make him look up to be a man in the future?"
Director An was pressed and beaten by his wife. In a trance, he seemed to see bloodstains coming out of several female ghosts. He was so frightened that he screamed and crawled to escape the house.
But she was pulled back by her wife's legs.
Five female ghosts came around: "This gentleman? Are we so scary? Why do you want to run away like a ghost?"
Their voices are sweet, full of energy and vigor. If they were alive, Director An would definitely drool at them.
But in the blind spot of his wife, the wounds on the heads or necks of several people burst open, revealing horrific wounds.
The smiling expression also became gloomy and eerie.
"Yeah, what are you running for? You dared to sexually harass you, but now you feel ashamed?"
Director An said quickly: "No, no, I have never harassed a woman."
The five female ghosts sneered: "A man doesn't count?"
"Have you ever thought that the old man and the strong man in the toilet may be in shadow now?"