Chapter 1 Ghost Press

"Ding, the actor simulation system, please check with the host!"

"Checking!"

"Turn on!"

Ding Hui, who was lying in the rental house in Hengdian, hadn't reacted yet, his eyes blurred, as if he was being tightly controlled by some force.

"Fuck, why is this happening?"

"Help!"

"Who will save me!"

Ding Hui trembled all over, as if lying naked on a cold metal bed, yes, the texture...

Dissecting table!
Wisps of cold air seeped in from all directions little by little, and goosebumps stood up all over his body, as if a catastrophe was imminent, and he wished he could fall to the ground immediately.

"It's so cold!" This was Ding Hui's only feeling, and he desperately wanted to shout, but the strange thing was that he couldn't make any sound, as if he had been abandoned by the world, facing all the unknown horrors alone.

Ghost press!
This thought flashed through his mind, obviously he couldn't move, but his thinking became more active, suddenly there was a tingling pain in his right foot, and a hand grabbed his ankle violently.

Desperately raised his head, moved his eyes down hard, trying to see what happened?
The pupils shrank in an instant, and there was nothing, but a purple-black handprint appeared on the ankle out of thin air!
Tiny!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Ding Hui collapsed completely, screaming at the top of his lungs, his endless fear was like a volcano erupting, and if he didn't vent his anger, he would explode immediately.

"Big brother, let's play together!"

"Hee hee hee, how about playing hide and seek?"

"I'll hide first, you catch it."

On the eve of coma, another burst of cold air suddenly came from his ears, and the whisper of the child made Ding Hui fall into fear again, his eyes looked around instinctively, but there was nothing there.

"Who!"

"Come out quickly!"

"I am not afraid of you!"

"Have the ability to single out!"

No matter how he roared, his body could not move. As time passed, various voices kept ringing in his ears. There were old people whispering, children laughing, women complaining, and men being vicious...

It's as if a knife is inserted into the brain, stirring vigorously, clockwise and counterclockwise, a slow motion with the left hand, and a slow motion with the right hand...

At the last moment when Ding Hui was completely unconscious, he seemed to hear a voice: the host lost consciousness, failed the fear challenge, and was recovering.

"Grass!" Ding Hui sat up violently, sweating profusely all over his body, and the stars were shining in front of his eyes. It took him a while to regain his composure, and looked around vigilantly.

"Still in the rented house?" Looking at the familiar scenes around him, he was clearly still at home, why just now...

"System!" Recalling something, he was mentally moved, and a translucent panel appeared in front of his eyes, and all kinds of data flooded in.

Host: Ding Hui

talent: low
Skills: none

Attribute: fear value 1
Task progress: The novice task failed, the evaluation is low, and a little fear value is gained, please continue to work hard.

"God, keep up the good work!" Ding Hui immediately exploded, reading online novels every day, imagining countless times that he can also get the golden finger of the system, kill the Quartet and reach the pinnacle of life, but now...

The ghost press is playing with me!

After scolding for more than ten minutes, the bullshit is useless.I can only take a shower and calm down first. As an orphan whose parents both died, one person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry.

It's okay to lie flat, just do it if you don't accept it!
After graduating from high school and not going to college, I have been working all kinds of part-time jobs, such as takeaway, express delivery, daily settlement, and entering the factory.

Later, I heard that there were many opportunities in Hengdian, and there were many beauties everywhere, so I ran over with a feverish mind, inspired to become Baoqiang's second, but was tortured to death.

I haven't received a job in more than two months, and I found out that I need personal connections even to play tricks. Is it a rookie just here?

Cool off!

There are quite a lot of beauties, but they can only be seen from a distance and cannot be played with. Those who are a bit pretty can't help but climb onto the assistant director's bed, and the worst is to get on the lap of the group leader. As for the rest...

Ha ha!

Ding Hui finally realized that he was still too young. Compared with Hengdian, the screw factory is simply a paradise.

It was very easy to win over a group leader, nicknamed Liu Datou, one of the Hengdian Eight King Kongs, and claimed that there was no scene that could not be arranged.

The situation gradually improved. After all, I am 1.8 meters tall. Although I am not as tall as Xiao Xianrou, I still have thick eyebrows, big eyes and round sky, and I can get jobs every now and then.

One hundred and two dragon sets per day, two vegetarian lunches and one meat laver egg drop soup at noon.[-] more overtime, twice as many dead people, [-] haircuts, plus lines.

Actors... with the group... small special... medium special... big special...

Hierarchy!

Even the tricks are divided into three, six, or nine grades. If they are long enough, they will come and go. They have jobs every day, and the miscellaneous things are four to five thousand a month. After renting, utilities and food, there is still some pocket money left.

The long-haired and obstinate one is like a newcomer, squatting stupidly at the door of the studio, and rushing up when someone yells, only to be scolded in exchange.

"Where is the wild boy going!"

"Hey, hey, are you with that group leader?"

"Sorry, we are a regular crew, and we don't accept non-professional extras!"

Grass, how many majors are there in the fucking gang?
Are you looking for me to see two Chinese dramas from Beijing Film Academy?

I have scolded and scolded, and made troubles, the reality is like this, rules are rules, or you bow your head and admit cowardice, you have backbone, right?
If you can't stand it, get out of here!

Iron-clad Hengdian, flowing group performances.Ding Hui admitted it, so he could only choose to bow his head and admit his cowardice. He was served with good wine and good cigarettes, and finally found an organization to go ashore. He could sit in the bus every day and watch the newcomers who were waiting for him.

Of course I thought about it and walked away, why should a man of eight feet bend his waist for five buckets of rice?
But sadly found a fact: I actually like the feeling of standing in front of the camera?
At first I thought it was a delusion, did it happen that I was abused too much, what is called Stockholm Syndrome?
In the end, it was even sadder to find out that everything was not an illusion, it turned out to be real!

I really like playing tricks, bah, I'm an actor!

Especially when the camera is on me, it feels like an electric current rushes from the soles of the feet to the top of the sky in an instant, which is so cool!

I still remember the beauty of my first line. Although there is only one word, it is shocking, weeping ghosts and gods, unprecedented, unprecedented, unprecedented, eclectic, and brilliant.

A simple word "yes" contains the essence of Chinese culture for 5000 years!
It is enough to prove that I am a green forest hero who draws his sword to help when the road is injustice.A master of astronomy, geography, knowledgeable, well-learned, full of scriptures and excellent literary accomplishment.

In time, it will definitely be included in the photo album, and it will be praised for future generations like Cheng Daoming, Liang Jiahui, and Leslie Cheung!

In the end, let's shout at the dantian with luck: yes!
(End of this chapter)

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