The Novelist Forced to Become Famous

Chapter 64: Survey

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Sister Chen was in a dilemma and hinted: "For artists like Bai Yan, most of their fans are young girls, who will do some 'passionate' actions to a certain extent. The more passionate the fans are, the more loyal they are."

Jian Jing described: "Is there anyone who is particularly fanatical, particularly possessive of him, and makes people particularly uncomfortable?"

Sister Chen sighed, took out her phone, and clicked on a website: "Go to the forum of the fan club. You can send private messages to the backstage."

Jian Jing took it and read new messages worth seven or eight digits.

The content is jaw-dropping.

"Come on, bro. I'll always support you!" This is the most normal thing to say.

"No matter how hard you work, someone will definitely succeed. Come on! We will always be with you! We will never leave you and will stick with you through thick and thin!" This may sound a little exaggerated.

"If you are wronged, you must tell us. I will send that guy to hell! No one can hurt you. I will kill gods and Buddhas. I will never regret it even if I die nine times."

Jian Jing: What's the use of Li Sao

And this is not the most amazing thing.

"Since you gave me a look, why are you ignoring me again?... I know you're afraid of being discovered, but I'm not afraid either. As long as I can be with you, I'd be willing to die tomorrow... If you ignore me again, I can't live another day. If you don't talk to me again, I'll just die."

Attached is a photo of wrist cutting.

Another said: "Every morning when I wake up, I kiss you three hundred times, dear Yanyan... My best friend broke up with me completely just because she said something bad about you... Your new poster is so beautiful. If we have children in the future, they will definitely look like you..."

Several scale photos are provided.

And: "I met you today... I saw you again... You smiled at me... I will make those who slander you pay the price... I am willing to do anything for you... You only have me, I am your most loyal secret guard, I will never say no to your orders."

Photo: A poster of a female star that has been cut into pieces.

Jian Jing held her forehead and exhaled slowly.

No wonder the agent failed to notice the clues in advance. She might have already gotten used to the enthusiasm of the girls. Or, perhaps, behind such enthusiasm, they were the ones fanning the flames.

This road is blocked.

She decisively gave up the idea, sorted out her thoughts, and analyzed with them: "The person is in the crew, and the police will come to look for him in half a day. Don't you guys consider it?"

So far, her impression of the crew is that there are too many people and too many tasks to do.

Not to mention the reporters and fans outside the studio, inside the crew, except for the sacred and inviolable space within the camera, everyone can walk around anywhere else.

It would probably take Sherlock Holmes's help to find the suspect without alerting anyone.

"No." Sister Chen rejected it. "If we hire someone to investigate, we will offend the entire crew. And if the news gets out, the producers, investors, and Cai Tong'er's company will all bear a grudge against him."

"Teacher Jian doesn't know that it's normal to get injured while filming. Dedicated actors will continue to work even if they go to the hospital." She said it clearly, "Unless someone dies, we won't call the police."

Jian Jing glanced at Jiang Baiyan, who nodded and whispered, "No, I'll just endure it."

"The crime will escalate. The more you tolerate it, the more it will go beyond the limit." Jian Jing shook her head and flipped open her notebook. "Then I need to know the crew situation."

Sister Chen tried to be brief: "There are several groups. The director group includes the director, assistant director, and script supervisor. You basically saw them all just now. The production group includes the producer, on-site producer, life producer, external producer, supervisor, coordinator, and finance. The production group includes the production director and assistants. The photography group includes the photographer and lighting. The art group includes a series of people in costumes and makeup."

Jian Jing paused and said, "So, how many people are there in total?"

Sister Chen couldn't answer, but Jiang Baiyan had an idea: "There aren't many people in this group, probably around 200 or so."

Jian Jing: “…” More than two hundred isn’t too many

Jiang Baiyan seemed to have heard her complaints and whispered, "Not many. The last spy drama I filmed had more than 500 people."

she:"… "

‌Looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Knock knock", someone knocked on the door and then pushed it open.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man came in and asked, "Is your hand seriously injured? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay, just a cut." Jiang Baiyan said kindly, "It will be fine in two days."

He nodded and asked again: "Do you want me to change the play for you?"

Jiang Baiyan was about to shake his head, but suddenly Jian Jing winked at him, so he changed his words: "Don't worry about it for now. If the wound doesn't heal well, I'll tell you later."

"Try to notify me as early as possible." The other party reminded, "There will be a scene in the rain tomorrow."

Jiang Baiyan said: "I see, thank you Brother Liu."

Brother Liu said a few more nice words and left in a hurry.

Sister Chen introduced in a low voice: "Brother Liu, the coordinator, is responsible for arranging the content of the daily shoot."

Jian Jing nodded.

Jiang Baiyan turned around and asked, "Teacher Jingjing, what did you just do..."

Before he could finish his words, there was another knock on the door.

The leader of the props team who came this time. He came to apologize and made amends, and he kept saying, "Maybe there was a problem when I saved it. Alas, I'm so sorry."

When filming, you often see scenes like beer bottles exploding on heads or crashing through glass windows. It is impossible to use solid glass, so most of them are specially made of plastic, sugar, and resin. They look exactly the same but will not hurt anyone.

However, prop glass also has defects and is difficult to preserve. If you are not careful, it may crack on its own.

He thought the props team hadn't checked it, so he put a defective product on it. Before Jiang Baiyan could drop it on the ground, it broke in his hands.

"It's just an accident. No one wants this to happen." Jiang Baiyan comforted him instead.

The prop master couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and apologized repeatedly. Only after making sure that there was no intention to pursue the matter did he stand up and leave.

"Sister Chen." Jiang Baiyan collapsed and begged, "Tell them not to come. They've talked their mouths dry."

"Who told you to be popular?" Sister Chen teased him, and went to tell her assistant to keep the door open and not let anyone come in to disturb her rest.

Jian Jing made a quick decision and got straight to the point: "There are too many people, and my identity is not suitable for investigating them one by one. I have an idea now - you can try to get a little closer to Cai Tong'er."

Sister Chen frowned: "Why?"

"Her purpose is to warn him. If her goal is achieved, she may stop." Jian Jing explained, "If it doesn't work, she will take the next step."

Sister Chen said: "It will be dangerous."

"Yes." Jian Jing nodded, "We have to take risks."

Sister Chen was still about to refute, but Jiang Baiyan agreed immediately: "Okay, I'll listen to the teacher."

Jian Jing couldn't help but smile a little, and said gently: "I'll go back first. If it's convenient, tell me your arrangements for the next two days."

Jiang Baiyan made an "ok" gesture.

Jian Jing left with milk tea and chestnut cake, found screenwriter Xu to chat with, pretended to chat with him for a while, and then returned to the Devil crew.

After work was finished, she invited Director Huang and Screenwriter Xu to dinner.

Director Huang refused: "It's my turn to treat you. There's a restaurant nearby that makes great pickled fish. Let's eat there." He did as he said and reserved a table immediately.

Jian Jing couldn't argue with them: "Then I'll just eat for free."

The three of them had dinner in the restaurant and talked about Devil 2. Director Huang and screenwriter Xu drank some wine. Jian Jing sent them back to the hotel and they stayed there naturally.

There were several small hotels near the studio, all of which were reserved by various crews and did not accept individual guests. Director Huang had status, and Jiang Baiyan and Cai Tong'er were both popular, so the two crews stayed in the hotel with the best conditions.

‌‌‌ made Jian Jing's work more convenient.

She booked a room in the name of the crew, and paid extra money herself to move into the best suite, with Cai Tong'er and Jiang Baiyan living next door.

It was just the time when all the crews were getting off work. Apart from those who had night shows, people were visiting each other, chatting, and even borrowing each other's washing machines to wash clothes. It was very lively with people coming and going.

Jian Jing was a stranger, but there were more than one crew staying in the hotel. Others just treated the strangers as people from the crew next door and didn't care much.

She tried to test the waters a bit, so she found someone and said she forgot to bring her makeup remover and wanted to borrow some.

When someone asked her if she was working for a certain crew, she vaguely agreed. The other party then directly gave her half a pack of makeup remover wipes without asking her to return them.

Summary: It is not easy for outsiders to sneak in and live there, but the people living there are not very vigilant.

When I reached the top floor, I ran into Cai Tonger.

The two of them had filmed "Haunted Mansion" together, so they looked familiar. But she was wearing sunglasses and passed by without even glancing at Jian Jing.

Jian Jing: "Tsk."

She swiped her card to enter the room. The room was priced at 800 yuan, and it was a discounted price. Usually, the room where celebrities stayed could be sold for 1,200 yuan, which was almost as high as a five-star hotel.

Fortunately, the decoration is acceptable, clean and complete, the door lock is very advanced, with double locking from the inside, and it is safer than ordinary hotels.

Jian Jing checked inside and outside. There was no place to climb outside the window. There were only bare red walls. No wonder everyone was shocked when they saw the bloody words. Although the hotel was in a mess, the safety factor of the room was not low.

She opened the memo book, drew a line in the middle to divide it into two, wrote clues on the left and inferences on the right.

Clue 1: don\'t talkher/you will regret it

Inference 1: Female, suspected to be a crazy fan

Clue 2: Message and note in the room

Inference 2: You can walk around the hotel without attracting attention

Clue 3: The prop cup was swapped

Inference 3: Crew members

Clue 4: The message points to Cai Tonger

Inference 4: Dislike her very much

The scope is still too small.

She took out the paper again, turned the desk lamp to the brightest setting, and spread it out carefully.

The red pen was an ordinary oil-based pen. Without professional equipment, even a blind person would not be able to tell the difference. Jian Jing only got close to smell it and could vaguely smell a fragrance. She couldn't tell what it smelled like, but it didn't sound like perfume at all.

Change the angles a few more times and you will see tiny flashes of light on the corners.

Pearlescent shimmer that looks like eye shadow

Jian Jing took out a magnifying glass from her luggage bag. Although this thing was ordinary, it could be useful at a critical moment, so she used it, right

Under the microscope, the scattered pearlescent bits can be clearly distinguished. She taped it down with tape, but only very small pearlescent particles with a golden hue were left.

"You're not a small matter." Jian Jing smiled softly, "It will be much easier to find you now."

She sent a message to Jiang Baiyan, asking him when he would do his styling and to tell her in advance that she wanted to go there.

Jiang Baiyan replied cautiously: "Not early, maybe six o'clock."

Jian Jing: “…”

Hurry up and take a shower and go to bed.

She was a little accustomed to the new environment and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. At about 1 a.m., she heard a noise next door, as if Jiang Baiyan had returned. She turned over and finally fell asleep. Suddenly, she heard a burst of screams like thunder outside the window, which woke her up suddenly.

I looked at the watch and it’s already half past six.

She forced herself to get up, opened the window and looked out. My goodness, it was still dark at 6 o'clock in November, but there was a huge crowd of people at the hotel entrance, all coming to watch Jiang Baiyan.

He got in the car and waved to them.

The joy of being greeted by their idol overwhelmed their rationality in an instant. I don't know who took the lead, but everyone started shouting his name at once.

Jian Jing: _(:3∠)_

Everyone has left, let me sleep a little longer, I’m so damn sleepy.