The wall is perfect

Fang Jing is a well-known female producer in the industry. She has a vicious vision and has produced several movies with high box office returns. This year, her goal is the thriller market.

Domestic horror movies are strictly censored. Fang Jing spent a lot of effort in carefully selecting the director of the script, and invited the popular Xiaosheng Yue Feng to play the leading role. It is planned to be released in the Qingming Festival next year. It was foreseeable that another blockbuster would be born, but the studio But something went wrong.

"The filmed clips disappeared inexplicably."

Fang Jing rubbed her temples, "Because it was shot on film, at first I just thought there was a mistake in the preservation of the film, but after careful inspection, I found that there is no problem with the film." Fang Jing smiled wryly, "Those films can even be reused again. Let's shoot."

But the captured footage will still disappear.

It was erased silently without leaving a trace.

This incident is so supernatural. As an atheist, Fang Jing was also frightened. She is the producer and the anchor of the whole project. She can't be messed up, so she can only pretend that there is a problem with the film, while secretly looking for the master. solve.

Those who work in this line of work count as an auspicious day to worship when they start the machine, and they have more or less connections in this area. Fang Jing didn't take much effort to invite a master who is said to be very clever in the circle.

Now the country is also very strict about this aspect, and we can't force it directly with great fanfare. Fortunately, her film itself is a supernatural theme, and she uses the excuse of auditioning actors every time, hoping to minimize the influence of this matter. .

I invited some masters to come over and watched the site a few times. Feng Shui has also been changed, and the method has been done. Not only is it useless, but it still makes people panic.

"The master invited a bunch of them, so there's no point in it," Fang Jing couldn't bear it anymore, and said to Du Cheng, "Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Du Cheng: "It's okay."

He didn't understand a word anyway.

Fang Jing lit a cigarette and continued, "I'm fucking fed up."

Du Cheng only understood the "haunting" part at the beginning, and he thought to himself that "asking the master to help" means looking for psychological comfort from him?

Anyway, that's what their clubhouse does.

Du Cheng said, "Don't be too scared."

Fang Jing took a deep breath, "I'm not afraid of ghosts. After living for more than 40 years, who hasn't seen anyone, are you still afraid of ghosts? If you continue to delay like this, the loss is not small. The crew is a money-burning machine. Every day I stop Hundreds of thousands of workers will be burned.”

Hundreds of thousands? !

Du Cheng suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Then how can I help you?" Du Cheng said sincerely.

The masters in the circle are all masters, they have a good temper, and they like to hold their own. Fang Jing has seen it before. She has been in the circle for more than ten years as a female producer, and she has to deal with those Be careful, seeing such a pure and unaffected master like Du Cheng, he immediately showed love, "Please go to the set and take a look in person to see what's wrong."

Du Cheng: "I'm working now, I need my boss's permission."

Fang Jing smiled disdainfully, "How dare he disagree?"

Of course Tang Fu didn't dare, not only didn't he dare, he even wanted to go together.

Fang Jing smiled, "You are an employee with a good appearance, and I took it to the audition."

Tang Fu felt bitter, thinking that such a good cash cow, his small temple couldn't accommodate the big Bodhisattva, so she lay on the car window and bid farewell to Du Cheng in tears.

"Little Du."

"Ok?"

"Are you coming to work tomorrow?"

"Come on." Du Cheng said naturally.

Tang Fu looked resentful, "Forget it, I don't care about eternity, I'm just glad I once had it, Sayunara."

Du Cheng smiled, because Ji Manzhai taught him that when he didn't understand, just keep smiling.

On the way, Fang Jing chatted with Du Cheng while driving, "I'll call you by your name when we get to the scene. Now the atmosphere on the set is bad and I can't stand the trouble, so I'll just say you're here for an audition."

Du Cheng: Smile.

"Master Du, how long have you been doing this?" Fang Jing asked tentatively.

Du Cheng calculated, "It's been a few days."

Fang Jing: "..."

The master she hired before had at least ten years of skill.

But what is the use of more than ten years of skill if it can't solve the problem?

Besides, Du Cheng has a cute baby face, and it's scary to have more than ten years of skill.

People like Du Cheng are probably geniuses in the family.

Fang Jing: "Is your family also in this business?"

Du Cheng thought about it, his family members, he has no family, and now he lives in Zhou Gehai's house, so he can barely count as his family, family members... Zhou Gehai counts as one, Du Cheng said: "My family members also want to Do this, he can't do it."

Fang Jing asked curiously, "Why?"

Du Cheng: "Probably because he has no legs, which is inconvenient."

The steering wheel slipped in her hand, and Fang Jing broke out in a cold sweat. Needless to say, with her rich experience in film production, she has almost completely outlined a family of ghosts.

There must be punishment for spying on the secrets and acting against the heavens. The family is devoid of heaven and earth, and it is rare to find a genius with all beards and tails is Du Cheng.

Eighty-nine is close to ten.

The shooting location is located in an unfinished villa in the suburbs.

The three-storey European-style villa, the wind and rain erosion has made the exterior walls of the villa mottled and dilapidated, and the red walls are covered with winding vines, which naturally has the atmosphere of a horror movie.

On and off the set, the staff were busy with the upcoming night scene, and most of them were a little absent-minded.

What happened on the set recently is quite evil. Producer Fang also invited many people to watch it. Hey, he said it was for an audition. After seeing the appearance and dress, even a thriller doesn’t need so many people to look weird. people.

As soon as the sound of the roaring motor approached, the staff pretending to be busy exchanged glances with each other and came again.

What kind of strange person will it be this time?Do you wear Taoist robes, or wear mahogany swords?No more copper coins around your waist?

Today's "masters" are dressed too outdated, and they are not different from the Taoist priests in the movies 20 years ago.

"Du Cheng, this way."

The people on the set pretended not to care, and looked in the direction of the sports car in unison.

A young man of indeterminate age, or a teenager, stood beside Fang Jing, with a slender figure and excellent proportions. His gray trousers outlined his long straight legs, and his loose T-shirt was stiffly stretched out by his straight shoulders. A little slim, and looking at this person's face, it is not at all stretched. From a distance, the small head and small face, with delicate and pleasing features, are like a movie face.

Shocked, this time I really came for an audition, huh?

With this appearance, the male lead has already been decided, why should he be matched with a male?The scene has been filmed for two months, is this going to add another scene?

Du Cheng walked straight towards the red wall.

Fang Jing followed nervously.

"What's wrong?" Fang Jingxin brought it up, "Is there something wrong with this house?"

Before, some masters also said that this house was a murderous house, and there were murders, and they were overrun in it, which was useless.

Du Cheng murmured, "It's so beautiful."

Fang Jing:?

Du Cheng: "The length and width are appropriate, and the vine decoration is also very colorful. It is really beautiful."

Fang Jing: "..." This refers to... the wall?

Fang Jing asked anxiously: "Is there any problem with this house?"

Du Cheng: "No... not sure."

He wanted to say that he didn't know, but when he came to his mouth, he changed his name. For some reason, he instinctively felt that it was better to say it this way.

Sure enough, Fang Jing nodded solemnly, "Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

Everyone is here, and there is no rush.

The deputy director's assistant came to call Fang Jing, and Fang Jing couldn't evade it. She acted in a low-key manner without showing any traces, and said to Du Cheng, "Just take a look." She bit the word 'casual', implying Du Cheng.

Du Cheng nodded with a smile, Fang Jing said let him take a look, he just took a look, Fang Jing said whatever, he just let it.

Du Cheng looked at the exterior walls along the periphery, and found that every wall of this house is quite beautiful, and each side is surrounded by plants. Du Cheng couldn't help but sigh, how happy this is, even if he is enlightened, he won't be lonely anymore .

After watching the beautiful ones of the same kind, Du Cheng entered the villa.

It was the filming break time in the villa. Recently, the atmosphere of the crew was low. Yue Feng specially ordered milk tea and desserts to let everyone relax. His assistant was dividing up the meal. When he saw Du Cheng standing at the door, he was stunned. He looked like an actor. , It just looks strange.

Du Cheng smelled the sweet aroma and restrained himself from showing yearning.

This will look very hungry.

Du Cheng has learned a little bit of truth in the world.

When Yue Feng ordered, it was only too much, and the assistant held a milk tea and cake in his hand, hesitatingly wondering whether he should give it to Du Cheng.

"what happened?"

Yue Feng, who came back after finishing his makeup, saw the assistant holding things and standing still in a daze.

The assistant said: "Brother Yue, I don't know that person, so I don't know how to call him."

Yue Feng followed the assistant's eyes to see Du Cheng leaning against the door, with his hands behind his back, his big round eyes looked at them curiously, and when he saw him looking over, he immediately looked away as if nothing had happened.

Yue Feng took the things in the assistant's hand and went over, "Hello."

Du Cheng hesitated, "Hello."

Yue Feng's appearance is the most popular upright and delicate type now. In this movie, he plays a schizophrenic writer. He has long hair, which weakens his heroic spirit and adds a little fragility. He smiled generously, " You look a bit unfamiliar."

"Fang Jing brought me here," Du Cheng remembered Fang Jing's advice, "I'll audition."

Yue Feng was stunned for a moment, the role had already been decided before the filming started, so why do you need an audition?

In the past two days, the people who have been going back and forth to the audition are some magicians, everyone can see that.

Judging from Du Cheng's appearance, he really looks like a young actor.

Yue Feng handed over milk tea and cake, "Yue Feng, I invite you."

"My name is Du Cheng," Du Cheng suppressed his joy, and took the fragrant bag from Yue Feng's hand, "You are a star, and I am also a star. We are traveling together."

Yue Feng is very popular now, when he heard a little-known young actor brazenly say that he is a star like him, Yue Feng was surprised and a little ridiculous at the same time, but Du Cheng took out the milk tea in the bag, checked up and down, and found out where When everything was airtight, his face was full of anger that couldn't be concealed.

Du Cheng looked at Yue Feng, his eyes were full of pleading for help.

He didn't speak, but Yue Feng seemed to hear three words of aggrieved - "Help me."

Yue Feng laughed, reached into the bag and took out the straw, "Here is the straw."

His eyes for help fell on the straw again.

Yue Feng accidentally inserted a straw into the other party, and even told him, "Sip and drink."

Du Cheng picked up the milk tea and took a sip.

It's so healing.

I wonder if Xiong Jiu has ever drank such sweet water?

When he sees Xiong Jiu in the future, he can also tell Xiong Jiu the same way Xiong Jiu told him about the world.

Yue Feng watched the little actor drink the largest cup of milk tea in three gulps, he couldn't make any expression, he just smiled, and teased: "Do you want more?"

"Is it possible?" Du Cheng cautiously asked, "Is this expensive?"

Yue Feng: "Not expensive."

Fang Jing came back from a busy circle, and heard laughter in the villa.

No one can laugh on set recently, what's wrong?

Fang Jing entered the villa.

The crowd formed a circle.

"Bull—"

"Fuck you, awesome!"

"Can you still drink?!"

Fang Jing coughed lightly, and the majesty of the producer did not shake the excitement of the crowd at all.

Fang Jing patted the surrounding staff, and the staff turned around and found that it was the chief producer, so they quickly stepped aside, Fang Jing squeezed into the crowd, and finally knew what they were watching.

The master she invited back sat on the resting seat of her male protagonist, with a row of empty milk tea cups on the left and a row of milk tea on the right. He was holding a cup of milk tea in his arms, and the baby's fat face puffed up. He took a deep breath, and the milk tea in the cup empty.

The audience immediately applauded, "One more cup, one more cup!"

Fang Jing: "..." Hell.