I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

The first time, the field manager Wang took the wrong props.

The second time, Wang Changwu inadvertently entered the scene and directly interfered.

The third time, there was an obvious mistake during the transition process, and this time, the Wang field officer was also responsible for the error.

They say that only three things happen. Every time a problem occurs, it happens to the same person. It can't be a coincidence.

However, when Lin Xiangwan shouted to stop, Wang, the manager, still looked innocent: "What's wrong? Why don't you stop filming?"

Lin Xiangwan threw the script on the table and laughed angrily: "Shoot? How to shoot? Are you responsible for your unprofessionalism?"

The manager Wang spread his hands and said seriously: "It's an honor for me to work on your crew, but I'm not a professional manager to begin with. If you don't feel happy, why don't you lay me off now? .”

The manager Wang looked like he was going to be ruined, which was annoying no matter how he looked at it. At the same time, his attitude was very much like that of another person.

"People will inevitably have emotions when encountering various things. If you stand up openly and say that you are dissatisfied with the treatment given to Chen Jinyu by the crew, I might even think twice about you. I only dare to What kind of skills do you have to do these little tricks?" Lin Xiangwan waved and called for a prop, "You will take over his work in a while."

Everyone present had their eyes set. The three times Wang's set-up had problems were all in scenes where Bian Zhao was about to appear or had already appeared. Each time, it was to disrupt Bian Zhao's acting rhythm.

Wang was allowed to continue on set, not knowing when he would be able to finish filming and go back to rest. Therefore, Zhang did not say anything about his duties and responsibilities, and just took over all the work of Wang.

Wang, the production manager, was even more happy. He thought very clearly that even if he didn't work, he would not leave the set. There were plenty of opportunities for him to do something.

It is said that birds of a feather flock together and people flock together. Lin Xiangwan had not realized this deeply before. But she immediately understood it when Wang, the field manager, still worked tirelessly to break into the camera after taking off his field work.

Isn't this kind of perseverance the persistence shown in Chen Jinyu? Unfortunately, their stubbornness was misplaced.

During the fourth NG, Lin Xiangwan had calmed down. She originally wanted to call Chef Li to take action and watch the manager Wang ask him to stop causing trouble. However, the moment she shouted "stop", the rotten ghost Qi reappeared and filled the entire villa.

Lin Xiangwan subconsciously looked at Butler Zhuo, only to find that he was busy playing with Boss Lin and didn't even look this way.

Damn it, I guessed the wrong person again. Just as Lin Xiangwan was thinking about it, Wang Changwu suddenly fell backwards. Behind him was the sofa, which fell with a "bang", attracting everyone's attention.

The man's mouth was open and his face was pale. A layer of white foam began to appear at the corners of his mouth, and then sweat fell from his forehead.

His chest rose and fell violently, and every breath was accompanied by a deep phlegm sound, like a painful struggle. At the same time, he kept twisting his body and clutching the sofa tightly with his hands.

"Give way!" Zhang Tou moved forward, rushed directly to his side, and opened his eyelids to confirm his status.

Zhang Guodou knelt down next to Wang Changwu and had just performed a few first aid measures. Wang Changwu suddenly stiffened, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he died without warning.

The moment Wang Changwu died, the nameplate on his chest changed: Wang Chenxi.

"What kind of disease is this? It's so scary." Hostess Liu stood far away and said while patting her chest.

"I don't know, he doesn't look very old. Young people nowadays are really not in good health." Guest Zhao shook his head.

"Even if it doesn't work, it won't take more than ten seconds for everyone to be gone." A voice suddenly sounded, and Li Photography, who was speaking, leaned in the direction of Ms. Liu, "Don't you think it's evil? As long as they are the troublemakers, All dead."

Lin Xiangwan's face was very ugly, and Wang Chenxi's appearance was not a good person, so she would not deliberately protect it. But killing someone in front of her is another matter.

Moreover, she felt that it was almost certain that Butler Zhuo was the dreamer. When the accident happened just now, Butler Zhuo did not behave like a dreamer at all.

In desperation, Lin Xiangwan began to call Chen Hui: "Chen Hui, didn't you say that my perception has become stronger? Is Butler Zhuo the dreamer?"

Chen Hui did not answer her question directly, but instead said: "You rarely come to me when playing games before. It is not a good thing to rely too much on the prediction ability I bring you."

"I know..." Lin Xiangwan was stunned, "I know you are taking shortcuts, but in the current situation, shouldn't we hurry up? It doesn't hurt to take shortcuts occasionally."

"Can you guarantee that someone will give you the answer [-]% during the exam? Think about it yourself." After saying these words, Chen Hui stopped talking.

Lin Xiangwan's panic was poured into a basin of ice water, which was so cool that it also relieved her anxious mood.

Ever since she was involved in the "Return" incident, Chen Hui has been by her side. She always felt that Chen Hui would go on with her until this crappy game was solved.

But what Chen Hui said made sense. No one could tell what would happen in the next dungeon. There were times when she couldn't contact Chen Hui in the dungeon. If she always thinks about taking Chen Hui's shortcut, she will probably forget that she can still fly when she reaches a desperate situation.

Habits are really a terrible thing. Lin Xiangwan thinks that he is a self-reliant and independent person, but he still falls into certain pits.

When Bian Zhao approached Lin Xiangwan, he saw that she seemed to be in a daze and couldn't help but asked with concern: "Sister, are you okay?"

Lin Xiangwan came to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

The ghostly energy gradually dissipated and became blurry.

Lin Xiangwan looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and looked at the crowd around him. If he continued to mess around, everyone might not have the energy.

After careful consideration, Lin Xiangwan said: "No one can predict death. Today's scene will be filmed here. In order to prevent accidents, everyone will stay in the same group as before in the evening, with two or three people in a room. . We will gather here at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. I hope the relevant actors can familiarize themselves with the relevant scripts as soon as possible. We try our best to complete the content shooting in the fastest time with quality and quantity, for no other reason than to get out alive."

What she said was somewhat scary, but "alive" was more motivating to those present than "come on". After all, no one will slack off in the face of life and death.