Under Mr. Kang's encouragement, Jian Jing finally handed in the manuscript of "Sleepwalking Girl" before school started.
This year's share is completed√
Devil 4? What is Devil 4? Is it delicious
Of course, out of the original author's sense of responsibility, Jian Jing routinely visited the Devil crew. The first time is strange, the second time is familiar, and by the third part, everyone is so familiar that they can complain about each other.
Director Huang asked: "When will the fourth part be written?"
Jian Jing: "No."
Screenwriter Xu wanted to hammer her to death: "She has time to publish a new book, but not time to write the fourth one."
She looked around.
"Your boss Kang told me not to push you." Screenwriter Xu rolled up the script and said angrily, "You bastard, can this be called pushing? I'm pushing you to get rich. Do you know that our broadcast rate is No. 1 this year?"
He said: "Do you know how much hair I lost to keep this position?"
Jian Jing pretended to be deaf and dumb: "It seems that you are very busy. I don't want to bother you anymore. Bye."
"Come back." Screenwriter Xu caught her and said, "Since you're here, why don't you stay for another day before leaving?"
Jian Jing looked at her watch and said, "No, I still have to go to Ning County. Can I drive there in an hour?"
"What are you doing there? Oh no, I remember Jiang Baiyan was filming over there." Screenwriter Xu gossiped, "Are you going to check on him? What's going on with you two?"
She said, "Hey, there's a ghost here."
Screenwriter Xu was stunned.
"I haven't seen a ghost yet." Jian Jing was very excited. "Let's go and watch the fun."
Screenwriter Xu: “…”
Director Huang asked: "What the hell? Isn't this a tourist destination?"
Ning County is not far from Heping City. It has preserved many old buildings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties and the Republic of China. It can be considered a tourist city, but it is not well-known and only ancient architecture enthusiasts know it well.
The local government opened a number of renovated old buildings and allowed film crews to enter for filming, in order to earn some money for the renovations and also to serve as publicity.
Jiang Baiyan has finished filming the movie and seamlessly joined the spy team.
Jian Jing had no interest at first, but last night he called her and said the old house was haunted and asked her if she wanted to investigate.
She asked: "Is there a ghost, or is someone playing tricks?"
"I don't know." Jiang Baiyan said honestly, "The crew is looking for someone to exorcise ghosts. Do you want to come and watch?"
Jian Jing used to scoff at all the supernatural things, but ever since she met the scoundrel Qi Tian, her worldview has been shaken more than once.
Although I don't quite understand it, it's always right to use magic to defeat magic.
Go and have a look.
Screenwriter Xu said earnestly: "It's better to believe it than not to believe it. Did the crew not do it well when they started filming?"
"When filming in an old house like this, you must notify people in advance." Director Huang shared his experience, "Guests, please be kind. If you don't bother me, I won't bother you."
Jian Jing: "Do you all believe it?"
“Sometimes you can’t help but believe it.” Screenwriter Xu.
Director Huang nodded.
"Well, I caught him. I'll show him to you guys." She said with a smile, "Wait for my good news."
Screenwriter Xu struggled desperately: "Devil 4?!"
Jian Jing turned around and ran away.
Director Huang sighed: "Forget it, it's better not to write for money."
"From this perspective, Jian Jing's luck is pretty good." Screenwriter Xu shrugged and gossiped secretly, "Old Huang, I'm talking to you. I called Mr. Kang from Jinwu the other day and asked him indirectly. Do you know how he reacts?"
He shook his head: "He almost got angry with me, as if I was going to use money to defile Jingjing's soul. Oh my, so fierce."
Even Director Huang, who is a very old-fashioned person, couldn't help laughing: "I heard that Jian Jing has a nickname, called Princess Jinwu."
"The goods are good and the prices are reasonable." Screenwriter Xu hit the nail on the head.
The two laughed amusingly.
On the other side, Jian Jing drove slowly to Ning County.
It is divided into two parts, the old city and the new city. The old city is full of ancient buildings and old neighborhoods, while the new city was planned in the past decade or so and has more convenient environment and transportation.
Generally speaking, film crews must live in the new city area when filming, but this time it was not the case.
The crew found a homestay in the old city, and the set was just around the corner. It was not only convenient, but more importantly, the atmosphere was great.
The B&B owner's ancestors were wealthy landlords in the county. His great-grandfather participated in the War of Resistance against Japan, but later died early in a foreign land.
His experience has many similarities with the male protagonist played by Jiang Baiyan.
For example, all of them were born into landlord families and had wealthy backgrounds. They went abroad to study in their early years and accepted new ideas. They returned to China and wanted to save their crumbling motherland.
The director arranged for several actors to live nearby, with the intention of allowing them to experience more and think more.
Jiang Baiyan is dedicated to his job and rarely complains about being tired at work. Although the B&B is a bit old, it has water and electricity and the conditions are not too bad, so he has no complaints.
But it’s hard to describe the other actors.
In the past two days, his chat records with Jian Jing are basically as follows:
Jiang Baiyan: [After get off work, eating melons and playing with my phone, the stars are so bright today]
Jiang Baiyan: [Oh my god, the boys are out drinking, so noisy]
Jiang Baiyan: [He brought a girl back, horrified.jpg]
Jian Jing: [Who? Girlfriend? ? ]
Jiang Baiyan: [I'll go eavesdrop]
Jian Jing: [Didn’t he deny the rumors before? Was it fake?]
Jiang Baiyan: [!! Looks like a fan... His agent has left]
Jian Jing: [Sigh]
Jiang Baiyan: [I am asleep, rest in peace]
Jiang Baiyan: [Jingjing, I got up and just had breakfast. Sister Chen and I told her that she saw a fan this morning]
Jian Jing: [Spent the night?]
Jiang Baiyan: [My universe is in chaos_(:3∠)_]
Or—
Jiang Baiyan: [Taking a nap, taking a selfie.jpg]
Jian Jing: [? ? ]
Jiang Baiyan: [My scenes with the heroine are stuck, we will shoot again tomorrow]
Jian Jing: [I heard that she has good acting skills? How come?]
Jiang Baiyan: [It seems that her husband came to visit the set, and then hooked up with the fourth female lead, and was caught in bed]
Jian Jing: [The melon fell.jpg]
Of course, these conversations are normal.
Unusual things started a week ago.
Seven days ago, Jiang Baiyan: [So sleepy, look at my dark circles, selfie.jpg]
Jian Jing: [? ]
He: [Someone was crying last night, it was endless, I didn’t sleep well. The window seemed to be broken, it kept creaking, I was so miserable, I needed Jingjing to hug me before I could wake up]
Jian Jing: [Is anyone being forced?]
Jiang Baiyan: [0.0]
Five days ago.
Jiang Baiyan: [Someone splashed dog blood on the man’s car, I don’t know what happened]
Jian Jing: [Stalker fan?]
Jiang Baiyan: [Not necessarily]
Three days ago.
Jiang Baiyan: [house photo.jpg]
Jian Jing: [Where? Why are there so many bloody handprints?]
Jiang Baiyan: [My room…]
Jian Jing: [Are you okay?]
Jiang Baiyan: [It’s alright, I just moved. Jingjing, this place is weird]
He said: [Boss, this B&B was originally part of his ancestral home, it’s considered a mansion, someone died here before!]
Jian Jing: [The concubine committed suicide in a strange way, and a female ghost in red is wandering around?]
He: [No, it was a rich girl who was deceived by a heartless young master and hanged herself while pregnant. From then on, she vowed to kill all the heartless people in the world.]
yesterday.
Jiang Baiyan: [It’s haunted. The man was sleeping in the middle of the night yesterday and someone was touching his face…]
I don’t know if it’s because of preconceived ideas, but when Jian Jing stood in front of the B&B, she felt that it did look eerie, and the old walls were covered with the rings of history.
The eaves have been repaired and the tiles are new. The road in front of the door is paved with cement. There are a few blue bricks in the corner, which are covered with moss.
There are two entrances in front of the homestay, with a patio and a pergola in the middle for cooling off. All rooms have their own doors and private bathrooms.
"Jingjing." Jiang Baiyan stuck his head out and waved to her, "Come quickly, I ordered some fruit tea for you."
She entered his room and looked around: "It doesn't seem to be the same room as before?"
"Well, I changed it." He took out a cup of iced fruit tea from the small refrigerator. "Luckily there is still some space."
Jian Jing drank a sip of ice tea. The cool juice greatly reduced the power of the autumn heat. She curiously checked the room and found nothing unusual.
"It's the old house." She said, "Come on, take me to your old house."
Jiang Baiyan fanned her with a fan: "Take a break, are you hot? Let's go to a delicious restaurant tonight."
"Let's look at the ghost first." Jian Jing wanted to know what the bloody handprint was.
Jiang Baiyan scratched his face and stammered: "Actually..."
Jian Jing paused and stared at him: "No more?"
"The landlord asked someone to paint the walls." He lowered his head, looking guilty.
Jian Jing: “…”
She put down the fruit tea heavily, reached out, and pinched the soft flesh of his cheek: "That's too much."
"It hurts." He cried out in pain exaggeratedly, "Be gentle, be gentle, if you leave a mark, the makeup teacher will scold me."
Jian Jing had bad intentions: "It won't be obvious if both sides are swollen."
Jiang Baiyan: qaq
"What about the car that was splashed with blood?" she asked.
Jiang Baiyan: "Of course they washed it off, and he also changed the car."
Jian Jing lost her temper: "What am I looking at, a ghost exorcism ceremony?"
"This is him. He will be here tomorrow." Jiang Baiyan said, "I heard he is a very famous master in the industry. The director invited him through his personal relationship."
That's about right.
"Xiao Bai." Sister Chen walked hurriedly, "The director asked you if we can shoot the night scene at night. He wants to catch up with the progress."
Jiang Baiyan said very nicely: "Sure, but can you come later? I want to have dinner with Teacher Jingjing first."
Jian Jing didn't care: "I can go by myself."
"Please accompany me to eat." He said miserably, "The director won't let me go without a reason. The lunch boxes on the set are so disgusting."
Sister Chen: You’re talking nonsense.
He just won the Best Actor Award, opened his own studio, and has shares in an industrial group. He can walk sideways in the circle, but he is also one of the top stars. Don't go out for dinner. Even if you go on strike, the director will have to coax you.
I just know how to act pitiful in front of Teacher Jian.
However, Jian Jing lacked some common sense in the entertainment industry, and was aroused to empathize with the workers. She actually sympathized with him: "Okay, let's eat first."
"Sister Chen, please help me reserve a seat." He asked.
Sister Chen: “…Oh.”
I booked it a few days ago, why are you in such a hurry
Jiang Baiyan replied: "I'll be there at 7:30 in the evening."
"Okay." A qualified agent will never be a light bulb, so Sister Chen withdrew decisively.
Jiang Baiyan moved the small stool: "Jingjing, where are you staying today?"
"Is there any vacant room here?" Jian Jing certainly wanted to stay here and observe closely. "Where's the boss?"
He said, "It's only the place where there are ghosts."
"I'll just stay here."
"It has just been painted and contains formaldehyde," he reminded.
Jian Jing glanced at him.
Jiang Baiyan showed a well-behaved and harmless smile.
"We are so familiar with each other." She said, "Why don't you stay in a hotel and let me use the room."
Jiang Baiyan was depressed and doubted his life: "Do I look like I am underage?"
Jian Jing admitted: "A little bit."
"Alas." He fell on the rattan chair and said faintly, "It's so hard for me."