This entertainment industry is a bit strange

Chapter 31 Bad movie scheduled?

In a small movie theater in Nansu City, Wang Ping managed to pull himself together and sat up.

As the leading film critic UP at Station A, he is extremely unfavorable to this "Life Burial" from the grass-roots team.

The production company is an unknown small workshop, the screenwriter is an unknown passer-by, the filming equipment is a fancy domestic mobile phone, and the lead actor is a 15-year-old wealthy young lady...

Almost all the elements of bad movies are gathered!
The only reliable one is the director Ning Hao, who has a college student film festival trophy in his qualifications.

But... After all, it is just an experimental film for self-entertainment, and it is completely different from a commercial work facing the market.

He alone is sure to not be able to carry this grass-roots team!
If it weren't for the fact that all the summer movies have been scanned, there is no material for the new video, and station A gave away a movie ticket for free, he would never spend money on this kind of bad movie.

Looking at the empty auditorium, Wang Ping sneered and shook his head.

Audiences these days are not stupid, and if they want to sell tickets with this gimmick, it won't work!

The long commercials and blockbuster trailer ended, and the golden dragon logo appeared on the big screen.

Wang Ping pushed his glasses, opened his notebook, and was ready to record his shortcomings at any time.

Tucao bad movies are also one of the important columns on his channel. This movie is probably a material library, and it is worth digging out.

The opening of the movie is a dark long shot.

In the chilling ghostly folk song, the camera from the first perspective is swaying through the underground passage, and some colorful noise can be faintly seen in the dark part of the picture.

"Jing Tian leads the lead role."

"Directed by Ning Hao."

The light red subtitles flashed, and the camera entered the spacious underground palace.

Tuan Tuan glanced around, seeing gloomy and cold stone walls.

The camera finally freezes in the center of the underground palace, where a blood-red, uncovered coffin lay quietly there.

The high-contrast picture contrast makes people creepy.

The camera advances slowly, looking into the coffin.

A gray-faced girl in a ragged jacket lay there quietly with her hands folded on her stomach.

The camera continues to zoom in until... it penetrates into the girl's head and cuts into a hazy dream.

Wang Ping frowned quietly.

The mirroring and composition... It's ok!

"Ni'er, be careful when you go out." In the dream, a crippled old man puffed out smoke, "I heard that the village has started arresting goddesses again."

The girl who was doing her homework on the stone pier snorted, "Father, they caught a goddess, so what does it matter to me?"

"That's not certain." A middle-aged woman beside her said while breaking the corn: "The group of people are crazy, and if they catch anyone who is pleasing to the eye, they call it a goddess. Several girls have disappeared in the village."

"That's just a bunch of old ladies spreading gossip. It's really embarrassing. The police have come to investigate a long time ago. Anyway, I don't believe it!"

"What do girls know? It's not that the police haven't been here before, it's just that they haven't found out for a while."

The old man said with a dissatisfied face: "The gang arrested the girl and took her to a life sacrifice. If you were to be arrested, it would definitely be ineffective!"

"Father, don't worry about it, you still believe this in what age..."

The voice gradually faded away.

"call!"

Breaking free from the dream, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, breathing heavily.

After a while, she subconsciously looked around the surrounding environment, and then screamed in horror.

He climbed out of the coffin almost in a hurry, and fell to the ground with a plop in a panic, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?!"

The girl dragged her sore right leg and cried out in a trembling voice. The gloomy underground palace made her tremble all over.

However, apart from the empty echo, no one responded at all.

Wang Ping gasped in surprise, this little girl named Jing Tian's acting skills didn't seem to be as bad as expected...

On the screen, Jing Tian took advantage of the weak light and began to grope around.

Finally, on a small table next to the coffin, she found a lighter.

Click.

You Ruo's flames lit up, and a hideous stone sculpture suddenly appeared in front of him, resembling a Shura.

"what--!!!"

Throwing away the lighter like an electric shock, Jing Tian scrambled back a few steps and started beating the walls to call for help.

Tuantuan circled around, his voice was almost hoarse, but there was still no response.

She could only go back to the table and pick up the lighter.

Click.

The flickering weak flame brought her a little bit of a poor sense of security,
With the faint light of the fire, she found that there was an unburned candle on the table, so she hurried over to light it.

The halo suddenly expanded in a circle, illuminating the terrifying scene around.

There are two rows of stone statues with teeth and claws on the left and right, pictures of ladies with distorted faces on the stone wall, fruits and pig's trotters on the table, and a knife stuck in the hoof meat...

Looking at the weird arrangement in front of him, and thinking of his parents' previous instructions, Jing Tian covered his mouth in disbelief, tears of despair welled up in his eyes.

She became...a goddess!
This airtight underground palace is the altar used to bury her alive!

"There must be a way to get out." Jing Tian stood up unsteadily, muttering to himself, "I don't believe it, there must be a way to get out..."

Pulling out the half candle, she began to light around, trying to find a way to escape from the sky.

The result is doomed to futility.

After several attempts, the candle was nearly burnt out.

She slumped on the ground in despair, ready to accept her fate.

However, when she sat down, something suddenly hit her buttocks, she got up and lit a candle, and she was suddenly ecstatic.

It was a mobile phone, an old phone covered in mud.

In ecstasy, she picked up the phone like crazy, and wiped it on her clothes desperately.

Wipe off the dirt on it, revealing the severely worn Hongmeng LOGO.

Wang Ping in the auditorium smiled playfully, this advertisement placement is really...

Seeing this, he basically knew it. It should be a simple suspenseful escape from a secret room.

Either escape the happy ending, or escape the tragic ending of failure.

Very bored.

Although the director's skill is online, but... the film is just like this.

"There is electricity, there must be electricity, please..." Jing Tian tremblingly pressed the power button, "There must be electricity, please..."

Crisp single-string music sounded, and the boot logo appeared on the small screen.

Jing Tian was overjoyed with tears in her eyes, and hugged the phone tightly to her chest, as if she had found a life-saving straw.

After booting up and confirming that there is a SIM card and service signal, she immediately prepared to call 110 for help.

However... the 0 key is broken, and there is no response to pressing it to death!
Annoyed, she slapped the phone a few times, and then dialed another phone number that did not contain 0.

After a long busy tone, a familiar voice finally came from the microphone, "Hey, who is it?"

"Hello? Dad? Dad, can you hear me?" Jing Tian held the phone for the elderly, his voice trembling with excitement, "It's me, Chun Nier, can you hear me?"

"Ni'er? Whose cell phone are you using? Hurry up and return it so it doesn't break it. If you don't go home so late, you won't be studying tomorrow, right..."

"Father, save me, save me quickly!" Jing Tian cried and interrupted, "I was arrested, I was arrested by them as a goddess!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Hurry up and go home, your mother is still waiting for you to cook!"

"Father, it's true! I was really arrested, and now I'm locked in a dark underground palace, with altars and coffins inside... I'm so scared, find a way to save me!"

"What? Are you kidding me?"

"It's not a joke, it's not a joke!" Jing Tian almost yelled, "Father, think of a way quickly, I want to get out!"

"This... this..." The other end of the phone panicked, "I... I don't know where you are talking about, don't you have a mobile phone, hurry up and call the police..."

"The keyboard on my phone doesn't work well, and I can't call 110." Jing Tian was about to collapse, "Father, you should think of a way, I don't want to die here!"

"Okay, okay, don't worry, don't worry, I'll think of a way... I'll think of a way..."

The breath on the other end of the microphone gradually began to rush, as if he was on his way.

"Ni'er, I'm going to call the police right now, let the police come and search, I don't believe that a big living person will not be found!"

"Besides, I'll go ask those bad-mouthed women, maybe I can find out something."

"You have to hold on, you must hold on, Dad will definitely rescue you!"

(End of this chapter)