"The truth is like this."
Xiao Li swallowed and said, "Director Yang, didn't we come here to make a documentary together? After arriving here, everyone is a little tired, so you suggest you take a break, but in the end you fell asleep very hard, our name is It took a long time for you to wake up. Oh, I mean, is it time for us to officially shoot? I heard that this film is broadcast live, one shot to the end, and what else is said, it’s the protagonist's camera style, I don’t know. Has it started now?"
When Yang Ye heard this, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean, we just came here and slept for a while, and the things I just said didn't happen?"
"No."
Xiao Li and the others replied in unison. Because they were surprisingly consistent, everyone finished their answers and glanced at each other awkwardly. Only Old Chen objected: "Director Yang is hell, not dreaming, we are here to shoot ghosts. In the end, I met a ghost. This is great, Director Yang, please tell me about your ghost experience. This is good material, good material."
When Yang Ye heard this, his eyebrows fell into deep thought. In fact, they were originally here to make a ghost hunting documentary. It would be a good thing if they really encountered a supernatural phenomenon, but... said that, when Yang Ye really faced this At the time, he didn't dare to believe it, so he only shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Since everyone has a good rest, then start—"
Before he finished his words, a sneer appeared in his mind: "Why, don't you even have the courage to find the truth? Director Yang?"
Hearing this, Yang Ye blinked and stood there silently in a daze.
"You are a loser." The voice continued, seeming to know that what he said was heart-wrenching, so he deliberately slowed down his voice, trying to use it as bullets word by word, and shot it into Yang Ye's heart: "Now, everyone has it. The glorious moment, your fault is that you were too glorious when you were young, and you won some international awards when you were in your twenties. At that time, everyone praised you, flattered you, and thought you were the superstar director of the future film and television industry. , But, it turns out that your talents are only fleeting, and soon you will be exhausted. Not only that, your thoughts cannot keep up with the times, so the films you shoot have become box office poisons, making all investors lose their money. Return, but you still insisted on the ideal way, so that in the end, it became more and more desperate."
"And then." Yang Ye's voice was faint, and he was not angry or even excited.
The voice seemed a little surprised, and asked: "Don't you feel guilty?"
Yang Ye didn't say much, just staring blankly in front of him-when everyone saw him start sleepwalking again, they glanced at each other, and they actually hid in a corner far away from him to discuss something together. Xiao Li looked excited. With her back on her back, Xiao Ying wiped her tears, and Xiao Sun Zhengyi next to her was speaking righteously. However, they seemed to avoid Yang Ye deliberately, so their voices were so low that Yang Ye couldn't hear them for a while, and of course they didn't have any thoughts. Hearing, only Old Chen pointed his camera at himself persistently, and asked with a grin: "Director Yang, are you talking to the ghost? What kind of ghost is it? Male ghost or female ghost? Can you describe it?"
Yang Ye was used to his madness at this time, and he didn't bother to pay attention. At this time, the voice in his mind rang again: "Hey, I'm talking to you."
"Oh." Yang Ye said again, his voice was calm after vicissitudes of life: "If you don't tell me about this kind of thing, I know, how to put it, it is actually like this, a person has a mole on his body, and there are often people He came to accuse him of the mole and said how ugly, but he didn't think so. He thought it was a beauty mole, very beautiful, and it was the proof of his identity. At the beginning, he tried desperately to explain it to others. Later …He is too lazy to explain."
"Hehe, what you mean, you are too lazy to explain to me, right?" The voice seemed to be angry.
"Yes." Yang Ye said unceremoniously, "I'm used to it. I'm used to being ridiculed by idealism. I'm used to being called box office poison."
"So you are careless about this film?" The voice laughed: "You are really sorry for the investor's salary."
"That's not true." When Yang Ye said this, he suddenly remembered his various experiences. He is an art student and does not believe in ghosts and gods. However, here, he encountered all kinds of unexplainable weirdness, so...
"Director Yang."
Suddenly, Xiao Sun came over, scratched his head, and rubbed his hands with an awkward expression: "Director Yang, since you are shooting a documentary, you encountered that kind of weirdness on the second floor, so let's not go to the room on the second floor. how is it?"
Yang Ye was startled, and asked suspiciously, "Aren't you talking about dreaming?"
"Dreams are so real, that's why I have to take a look." Xiaoying kept nodding her head, her eyes red, as if she had just cried.
"That's also good." Yang Ye sighed. The experience just now was too real. He really wanted to see what happened: "Okay, let's go to the second floor and have a look."
When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, winked at each other, and seemed to sigh.
They must be hiding something from me...
Yang Ye squinted his eyes and looked at the expressions of the people, wondering in his heart. However, he did not say anything. There were too many weird things in this place, regardless of the inexplicable disappearance of Deputy Director Jiang and the others, or the cave, or the Fengmen Pavilion. All sorts of weirdness, and the inexplicable voice, even this over-excited old Chen... There are too many, too much, and he has no time to distinguish too many true from false, so he can only take one step and look at it one step at a time.
"Let's go." Yang Ye stepped upstairs first, and the others followed one after another. After a while, they stood on the corridor. This is a long corridor facing east and west. There are windows at the end of the corridor, so moonlight is reflected in it. Varieties of mottles were exposed on the ground, and the doors of the room on both sides were quietly closed.
"Director Yang, which room are you talking about?" Xiao Sun asked.
"Here, the room on your left." Yang Ye pointed to Xiao Sun's left.
The crowd came around in a tacit understanding, staring at the No. 2 room, seeing that the door was hidden.
"Director Yang, let's go in and take a look." Xiao Sun is always very courageous. First, he took a step and opened the door. The door opened with a "creak". Yang Ye was scared to hide behind Xiao Sun, and Huang Han was also a little bit scared. I took a step back in fear, but saw that there was nothing in the room. There was nothing in the empty room, no windows, just a storage room with airtight on all sides, no desks as Director Yang said, and none of them were hanged. Female students, nothing.
"Director Yang, you really are dreaming." Xiaoying didn't seem to be very scared when he saw that there was nothing. He pointed to the room and smiled: "You see there is nothing here, it seems we are scaring ourselves."
Yang Ye was also in a daze. He looked around intently, and suddenly heard Old Chen say: "Director Yang, you should have yin and yang eyes, right? Others can't see it, you should have seen it, right?" He carried the camera to the middle of the room, patted up and down and said, "Director Yang, am I standing at the feet of the hanged female student?"