In the vast darkness, the huge screen flickered. Yang Ye stood there holding his chest, the two buttons AB flashing in front of him.
"I'm going to choose again, choose A or B?" The voice sounded again, with a lazy taste.
Yang Ye heard this with a pensive expression on his face. The voice seemed a little impatient. He gave a "tsk" and said, "Although everything has countless development possibilities, you have to remember, you Every decision made means that there will be less and less room for the final outcome. In the end, no matter whether it is tragedy or comedy, you can't change it, you know?"
"know."
Yang Ye nodded, the light of the screen reflected on his face, flashing, the soaked eyes gradually faded from the lustful dizziness, and gradually cleared up, staring at the left screen for a while, then looked back. It seemed to be looking for the sound, but there was nothing around him, it was pitch black and empty. Obviously, that voice didn't want to find it.
"Okay, choose quickly." The voice yawned.
"I don't know, you deleted the memory too thoroughly, I can't remember anything." Yang Ye shook his head and looked at the two screens left and right. The voice said what Schrodinger’s cat, what parallel space, and what wave-particle duality, he In fact, he didn't understand too much. When he asked him to choose, he couldn't choose anything, and his memory was deleted, so he really didn't just know how to choose.
"Then... Look at this." Yang Ye pointed to the screen on the left, and pointed to the right, and said, "I don't quite understand the wave-particle duality you are talking about. I can only ask you how such a terrifying experience becomes a variety show. From the show, how could this be the same real experience? It’s scary and funny? Stop joking, okay?"
"Hehe, of course it can be done at the same time." The voice laughed: "Do you want to keep watching?"
"Of course." Yang Ye resolutely said.
"Okay, then I will remind you again, this decision means that you have chosen B again, right?"
"That's it." Yang Ye spread his hands and smiled helplessly.
"Okay." The voice was somewhat playful: "Didn't you say that it is difficult to understand that what happened on these two screens is actually a story? Then you look at the screen on the right."
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"Oh, what can I do with this?"
Just when everyone was in a mess in the Fengmen Pavilion, Xiao Zhang outside the door was also in a mess.
"What is Xiao Chang doing? Where did he go?" Xiao Zhang lay down at the window and stared at him for a long time, only to see that after Xiao Chang went in, he disappeared. He was so angry in his heart, but he couldn't rush in. Seeing that Xiaoyue was still packing her makeup bag, he angrily rebuked: "Why did you come here?"
"Make-up." Xiaoyue finally had the opportunity to use martial arts. At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the ground with joy and took out various makeup paints.
"No one draws a fart." Xiao Zhang's depression after holding back for a long time finally broke out, pointing inside and saying: "There is a mess inside, you draw a ghost."
"What do you do?" Xiao Yue scratched his head.
"You..." Xiao Zhang stared at Xiaoyue's honest face. He didn't get angry, he wanted to scold him, but he knew that he was actually venting his anger. Now not only the actors are all substitutes, but the plot is all messed up. Set, so he doesn't know what to do anymore.
"I want to think about it." Xiao Zhang looked at the chaos inside, and was extremely upset. He took out the script and flipped through it. He didn't know what to do for a while, couldn't help but stand up, and walked out of the building, away from the chaos inside. The hustle and bustle of the group has calmed down a lot.
How to do it
He went around two circles outside, and now the live broadcast has started, and the people led by Deputy Director Jiang have lost contact. The director surnamed Yang is completely indifferent like sleepwalking, and on his side... here... ah, the screenwriter No, the director is sleepwalking. All the burdens are on him, so... What should be the next step
As I was thinking, suddenly, the voice of Producer Wang rang from the headset: "Xiao Zhang? Xiao Zhang."
"in."
Xiao Zhang replied in panic.
"How did you do it? It was originally the drama of the heroine, how did it become Yang Ye's?" Wang Producer seemed to be very angry.
"What?" Xiao Zhang was taken aback.
"It’s from the perspective of the heroine, oh, I forgot to tell you. This is a pseudo-documentary, so investors have arranged a lot of ambushes here without telling you. They just want a realistic effect, one of which is a perspective effect, as long as whoever goes to the second floor In the future, whoever will be the camera angle of view. Originally, we arranged for the heroine Xiaoying to come, but the mess became Yang Ye. Okay, if you make mistakes, you will be wrong. In the future, the camera angle will become Yang Ye, do you know?"
"What do you mean?" Xiao Zhang was confused.
"Oh, this is a new technology, and I can't explain it clearly. Let's put it this way, the perspective of the audience watching the film in the future will be around Yang Ye's vision, understand? As long as he does not find the flaw, the audience will not be able to find it, investors I can't find out. The finished film is Yang Ye's field of vision, do you know? Okay, it's time for the next scene. Hurry up."
Producer Wang seemed too lazy to explain any more, and hung up his headset with a "patter".
What to do, what the protagonist’s vision was filming, is this investor sick, Xiao Zhang’s head buzzed, his face was stunned for a long time, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw Lao Yu, who played the ghost, run out of the yard. come out.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Zhang grabbed him and looked at his face of the old man with basically no makeup. He was so angry that he couldn't help but scolded: "I said Lao Yu, what the hell did you do? Let you play the role of an old lady, you are fine at first, how come out of the coffin and become the original one?"
"Hey hey." Lao Yu seemed to have something, sweating profusely, and rushing out desperately, but couldn't get rid of Xiao Zhang's arm, so he stomped and said: "You spare me first, I have something to do. "
"What can you do?"
When Xiao Zhang heard this, the fire buried in his heart burst out and roared: "Now it's live broadcast, live broadcast, Lao Yu, do you know? Mr. Wang is going to eat me over there, he eats. Me, I ate you!"
"I know." Lao Yu was so frightened by Xiao Zhang's horrible attitude, he waved his hand hurriedly: "I know, I'm sorry, I know, but... you wait for me a moment." As he said, he pushed Xiao Zhang away. His arms rushed into the grass outside.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Zhang was so angry that he ran after Lao Yu, and when Lao Yu ran to the grass, he grabbed him again.
Lao Yu looked like he was about to cry, and only begged: "Will you wait for me for a while."
"Of course not good."
Xiao Zhang snorted, dragged Lao Yu into the Fengmen Pavilion, crossed the courtyard gate, and walked to the Fengmen Pavilion. Seeing that there was still a square dance inside, he bitterly said: "What did Director Yang do for food? No wonder he It's box office poison, it's utterly embarrassing." He said, panting loudly.
"Hey, don't pinch me, Assistant Zhang." Lao Yu was painfully pinched by Xiao Zhang's fingers, and pleaded with a bitter face: "We are all superstar actors, we can't do anything about it, Brother Zhang, you Forgive me. Seeing that I'm in my age, obviously let me go out for a while, can you?"
"Where are you going at this time?" Xiao Zhang glared at Lao Yu. In the moonlight, seeing Lao Yu's defeated face and sweat on his forehead, his heart moved.