In fact, the producer Wang wronged Xiao Zhang, and Xiao Zhang was also very anxious at this time. He held the window and watched the people running in circles. While flipping the script in his hand, he asked: "What are they doing? Old Chen is crazy, my god, no one stopped him? By the way, Director Yang? Where did Director Yang die? This is a live broadcast, and the ghost film is turned into a marathon. This is crazy!"
"Then, should I find it?" Xiao Yue took a pack of cosmetic bags and didn't come in handy. At this time, he volunteered.
"That's not possible, you didn't show up in the film, unless you are acting as a ghost." Xiao Zhang glared at Xiao Yue, and suddenly saw Xiao Chang still squatting in the grass opposite, smiling strangely under the moonlight, reflecting the pale. His face looked very strange, he couldn't help but shiver, and said: "Xiao Chang, Xiao Chang, what are you doing?"
Xiao Chang was startled, as if only then woke up, his face suddenly became serious, and he shook his head and said, "No, what did you do? I was thinking..."
"Don't think about it anymore." Xiao Zhang walked over, grabbed Xiao Chang, dragged him to the door, and said: "What kind of nonsense is this? Go in and find Director Yang for the next scene. ,fast."
"But..." Xiao Chang wanted to say something, but he was kicked in by Xiao Zhang. He was unprepared, and one staggered to the ground. Who knew it happened to trip the old ghost, the old ghost "Oh!" He fell to the ground with a crash, the mask on his face fell off, revealing a human face. It was Lao Yu who was acting as a ghost. Seeing that he was injured, he was struggling to get up, but he couldn't get up anyway. Everyone Seeing this, they stopped, staring at Lao Yu, looking at each other, at a loss—
The ghost is showing his face, how can this scene be acted
I was at a loss when I saw Lao Chen running over, the camera pointed at that, and shouted: "Okay, okay."
Xiao Zhang was watching all this at the door. Seeing this situation, he thought of live broadcasting, and suddenly covered his face. He couldn't imagine the face of Wang Producer in the director room—well, everything was over. It's all over. This ghost film is completely arranged as a variety show, but don't forget, investor Lao Yang said that it must be made into a ghost film, otherwise no money will be given, so...
It's all over, isn't it
…
In the boundless darkness, there are thousands of stars, blinking silently, staring at the man below. The man is leaning on a chair, staring at the giant screen in front of him. On one side of the screen, the situation in the closed door is presented, embarrassing, ridiculous, and unprepared. , And then it showed the situation in the directing room. Production Wang and several assistants were staring at the situation in the Fengmen Pavilion at a loss, frowning and helpless.
At this moment, the voice suddenly rang—"Yang Ye."
The man slowly raised his head, his dizzy eyes, which had been soaked in lust, gradually became clear, but they still looked drowsy: "What?"
"Yang Ye, it's time for you to choose the truth." The voice said with some sarcasm: "Look at the buttons on the console. There is an A and a B. The truth of A shows that it is a real horror experience, B. The truth proves that it is just a variety show, what do you want to choose?"
"Does the choice have any meaning?" Yang Ye stared at himself on the screen with a sneer. He was standing in the corner watching all the absurdity and was at a loss.
"Yes." The voice rang lazily: "Didn't I tell you? Schrodinger's cat, what you see now is everything that happened in the parallel space in the past. Of course, it may be due to a mistake in the time-space return operation. It turned out to be a little different. For example, the villain should be you and become like Lao Chen. Hehe, hey hey, don't worry about this little mistake. I'm talking about now, it's time for you to choose. ."
"I still don't understand?" Yang Ye blinked, telling the truth, he was really confused.
"Now, I said, what happens on the screen is what you have experienced in the past, but there are two options for the experience, one is just a ridiculous variety show, the other is... Oh, the real horror experience, you think Choose how to develop, remember, your choice determines the final outcome."
"Does this still need to be said?" Yang Ye suddenly laughed, holding his chest: "Of course I chose a good ending."
"The point is that you don't know which choice will end well. Choosing A may not be bad, and choosing B may not be good." The voice said meaningfully, "I don't know the future choice, it's interesting, isn't it? If you already know the choice, That's a bet, come on, which one do you want to choose?"
Yang Ye heard this, stood up, stared at the two screens for a long time, shook his head and said, "I don’t understand. Looking at the Fengmen Pavilion on this screen, it’s obviously a variety show. Why is it true? The horror experience? Where is this horror?"
"Ha ha."
The voice came slowly in the darkness, jokingly: "Didn't I tell you? Schrodinger's cat, everything is possible in a parallel world." As he said, the stopped screen on the left suddenly jumped. , The voice sounded again: "Is this a variety show or a real horror experience? Choose A or B, hurry up, long-winded."
Yang Ye hesitated and clicked the A button on the console—
Directing room in the tent
"What the hell?" Production Wang stared at the chaotic Fengmen Pavilion on the screen. He was so angry that he couldn't stop the smoke. He pointed to the screen and cursed: "What the hell are they doing? It's time for the next scene. You know? It's time to take the next step, Yang Ye, where did Yang Ye die? And Xiao Zhang, he was eating shit with the script, and a group of people huddled up there to dance the square dance."
Everyone in the tent shuddered and looked at each other.
"Mr. Wang." The female secretary next to him whispered, "Would you like to send someone to urge you?"
Before he finished his words, several special effects artists next to him said: "Mr. Wang, should I go and see?"
"No need!" Producer Wang waved his hand angrily, and snarled at the secretary: "You are watching here, and I personally urge it. It's really outrageous." After saying this, he subconsciously raised his head and wanted to go. Look at the investors in the viewing room. However, for some reason, I can't find the courage to make the live broadcast like this. These investors are probably going to become creditors. Well, let's solve the problem by yourself.
Thinking of this, he opened the tent and went out. Just when he left the house, a chill came to his face, with a gentle breeze and drizzle. I don’t know when the mountain had started to rain. Wang Producer walked quickly to the Fengmen Pavilion, and slammed on him. His face has made him sober a lot.