My Healing Game

　　　　 "The actor's physical training?"

　　 Li Xue heard a new term, and she found that she was more and more curious about Han Fei now.

　　 clearly dreamed of becoming a comedian, but because of participating in a thriller and suspense movie, he found a clue to the serial murder.

　　 Looking at the gentle and gentle, even a little weak, but the physical and psychological qualities are extremely strong, as if he has personally experienced hell-like tempers.

　　 Li Xue was engaged in criminal investigation work and had met all kinds of weird people, but it was the first time she met someone like Han Fei.

"Don't use the things I teach you casually, let alone use it against the vitals of people. When in danger, your first choice is still to call the police." Li Xue saw that Han Fei was still working hard, and the posture seemed real. Preparing to learn and apply in practice, she quickly reminded her.

"Yep."

"You don't have to be too nervous, the police have strengthened the police around them." Seeing Han Fei repeat the serious training over and over again, Li Xue did not bother: "I will leave first. When the case has new progress, I will I will let you know at once."

　　 "Okay." Han Fei is still practicing, he must train these skills into the instincts of the body, only in this way can he better survive in that perilous underworld.

　　 At noon, Han Fei casually made some food at home. Even when he is eating now, there will be a book next to the table.

　　 He used all the time he used to scan short videos and play normal games to learn criminal investigation, anti-reconnaissance and anti-tracking. In order to survive, he became a person who loves learning extremely.

　　Ripple in the ocean of knowledge, Han Fei felt an unprecedented fulfillment. This kind of happiness is different from the short-term excitement. It is long-lasting and has a clear goal.

　　 "You have to work quietly, and then surprise everyone who wants to kill you."

　　 After three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Fei received a call from Jiang Yi, and the other party wanted to have a good talk with Han Fei.

　　 To be honest, if a director can treat an 18th-line actor like this, it is already very important.

At about four o'clock, Han Fei rushed to the shooting location of the Flower of Evil on North Street. The families of the victims still gathered outside the apartment building, but everyone had no impulse this time, they just held up banners and protested silently, and there were people beside them shooting videos .

"Master, the investigation of the human body pattern has been restarted, and the results should be available soon. You are old, and you will not be able to hold on standing like this." Han Fei was taken care of by Wei Youfu in the game. , So in reality he wants to take care of Wei Youfu's old father more.

　　 The two men are actually very similar in personalities.

"I know your mind, but this is the only thing I can do for you." The old man's hand grabbed Han Fei's shoulder, and his somewhat muddy eyes contained complex emotions. He He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just sighed: "Thank you, boy, you are blessed and I like it very much."

　　Han Fei used his back to block the iron bucket full of blood plasma for the victim's family, and some of the victim's family also regarded him as his own.

"The murderer will definitely be brought to justice, I promise you." Han Fei is just an actor. From the perspective of passers-by, he has nothing to do with the case, but I don’t know why. The families of the victims just think what Han Fei said. There is a kind of inexplicable persuasiveness.

　　 Their gazes at Han Fei will also soften, as if Han Fei can vaguely see the figures of the victims.

　　 Entering the shooting location, the scene manager leads Han Fei to a room on the second floor.

　　 As soon as I opened the door, thick smoke floated out.

　　 Jiang Yi sat with several other middle-aged people. There were several scripts on the table between them.

"Xiao Han, the screenwriter and I revised the script overnight. You have a better relationship with the victim's family. I want you to convince the victim's family about some of the controversies." The ashtray is full of cigarette butts, and the two screenwriters are about to have hair. It is really troublesome to make changes over and over again.

　　 "Let me convince?"

"This is my greatest respect for the families of the victims. If they still disagree, then I have no choice but to force filming." Jiang Yi also has his own difficulties: "Although I am a director, this movie is not. I have the final say."

　　 Han Fei picked up the script on the table and read it. The opening is great, and the detection process is basically in line with reality, but the later it gets more outrageous.

"The family members of the victims of this script will not agree to it, and it is impossible for me to use this script to convince them." Han Fei threw the script in his hand on the table: "The complexity of the pattern on the human body is far beyond your imagination. You might as well study the case carefully like this."

"How do you know that we haven't studied it? It doesn't hurt to stand and talk." Some middle-aged screenwriters who were flattened out of the smoke in their hands: "Director Jiang, I have revised the script so many times. Nor does it require that the script requires the consent of the victim’s family."

　　 "Yeah, you can just shoot according to this. What are we making the movie for? Solving the crime? Expanding our influence? Don't be funny, let's talk about it after earning money." Another screenwriter also stood up and prepared to leave.

"Director Jiang, the two screenwriters, I know that it is not easy for you to modify the script all the time. I also know that you have made big concessions. If you change to another crew, I am afraid that you don’t care about the views of the victims’ families. Already done very well." Han Fei opened the window of the cottage to let the wind blow away the thick smoke inside the house: "But why can't you wait for a while? This drama will have a real ending soon~ www.readwn.com~Why do we wait for the real ending? Does the real ending audience like to watch? Do you know what the market is? Do you know the positioning and audience of our show?" Xie Ding, the screenwriter picked up Walking towards the door with his coat, he stretched out his hand to push Han Fei aside.

　　 "I don't know what the market is, but I know that I owe money, kills and pays." Han Fei stood at the door of the room, his eyes scanned the screenwriter's neck and weakness.

　　 The cold eyes that flowed out at that moment made the screenwriter's raised hand afraid to let it go, and finally flicked the dust on his shoulder a little embarrassingly.

"Director Jiang, if you think that a movie is just a tool for collecting money, it doesn't matter how you make it, but I won't participate in such a movie." Han Fei said clearly: "Although many people think I am a gangster or group Acting and playing on the street, but I think I am an actor, and I am also participating in a movie that must not be missed.

　　 Han Fei left the hut after speaking. Director Jiang looked at Han Fei's back and took out his mobile phone.

　　 His eyes wandered between the production director and the leading actor A Cheng for a long time. In the end, he didn't call to ask A Cheng to come back to perform according to the original script, but called the production director.

　　 "Sister Long, can you give me a few more days?"

　　 "More time? How much time have I given you? Now the starring is on strike, the victim's family is making trouble, and there are constant negative news on the Internet. It is also very difficult for me!"

"Three days, you give me three more days! I have found a new protagonist candidate, regardless of character or acting skills, he has to surpass Ah Cheng too much, the most important thing is that he really has a kind of homicide in him. Temperament! He is simply the perfect protagonist in my mind!"