ghost on paper

Chapter 197 Scene PLAY (Earth)
Xing Shuwen has a huge industrial chain under his hands, including production factories, distribution channels, online sales platforms, etc., so for the films he has made, he will definitely not list them all. He is old and does not like Look at these things.

So Shu Xingwen only listened to his bald guy report on the filming of the little fresh meat named Truman.

"Master Wen, we have designed three scenes in total, indoor play, street play, and casino ferris wheel play. The shooting is not bad. Would you like to review it?"

Xing Shuwen shook his hand to express that he was too lazy to read, and felt strange.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Xing Shuwen saw that the bald man's face was swollen, as if he had been severely whipped by someone.

"No, it's nothing." The bald man covered his face, pretending that what happened last night didn't happen.

At this time, Xing Shuwen received a call from Fan Xuanxuan.

"Master Wen, have you watched that movie?" Fan Xuanxuan said in a hoarse voice, "The artistic content is quite high."

"Yes, recently I asked the directors to add more humanistic care to the film, so as to improve the quality of the AV industry in the province." Xing Shuwen said, "We film and television people must have pursuit."

"Too much, pursue? Don't show a piece of flesh?" Fan Xuanxuan was anxious, "Master Wen, this film is useless!"

"No effect? ​​How could it be?" Xing Shuwen was stunned for a moment, he didn't put down the phone, but looked at the bald man, "Didn't you say three PLAY?"

"Yes." What else could the bald man say, he could only hold on.

"What's that, PLAY!" On the other end of the phone, Fan Xuanxuan became anxious, and then was speechless.

After comforting Fan Xuanxuan, Xing Shuwen put down the phone and decided to watch the movie for himself.

The disc was pushed into the DVD player, and the credits were revealed. It took Xing Shuwen to smoke two cigars for 40 minutes. This time, he didn't finish one, but looked at the bald man in disbelief.

"Is this taken by our factory below?"

"Master Wen!" The bald man fell to his knees with a plop, weeping bitterly, "There is nothing we can do! Who knew that little freshman named Truman was so good at beating! He keeps beating us, and we beat us if we don't obey Us! Don't let him go! He said he wants to be a director, but which director would beat someone!"

James Cameron or Xingye have been called "studio tyrants", but those tyrants only verbally hurt the actors. Truman really kicked his arms, which is too much.

Hmm... Looking at the bald man's aggrieved expression and the wound on his face, Xing Shuwen felt that what he said might be true, but what surprised Xing Shuwen just now is that, just like what Fan Xuanxuan said, the artistic content of this film It's quite high.

Xing Shuwen masters the AV industry chain. He doesn't just shoot AV. He also invests in many movies. He naturally has the ability to appreciate TV. Although this movie is short and the scenes are simple, it has a temperament. The meaning of loneliness comes from the plot, especially the dialogue between the male and female protagonists, one in Chinese and the other in Japanese, which has a kind of inexplicable beauty, and even makes Kosuke think of Kawabata Yasunari's "Snow Country".

"You mean, originally we coerced Truman to shoot an AV, and in the end it turned into him coercing us on the set?" Xing Shuwen returned to the topic and began to study this incredible statement.

How is that possible!
"I recorded it!" the bald man hurriedly said. He had realized the absurdity of the matter long ago. In order to prove his innocence, he recorded the video. The recording tool was a hand-held DV. As for the mobile phone, it was confiscated by Director Truman long ago. .

He took out the DV, connected it to the TV, and the bald guy started playing last night's recording scene.

The picture is trembling, like the state of mind of the bald man at that time.

A panicked voice came from the TV: "Master Wen, I want to report to you that this Truman is so good at beating. When we first arrived at the factory, we asked him to take off his clothes, and he pushed several people to the ground and beat them..."

As he said that, the camera shot turned to another direction, and he could see several people were piled up in a pile, with their hands and feet sticking outwards, although they were wriggling, proving that they were not dead, but they didn't dare to make any big movements, so they could only lie obediently on their stomachs. Was defeated.

"I'm going to escape now, it's terrible here..."

Indole!
Before the bald man finished speaking, a fruit knife was stuck in front of him, and the fruit knife was inserted into the soundproof wall of the shooting workshop, almost reaching the handle.

The bald man's voice stopped suddenly, and the camera flickered a few times, as if he was extremely emotional.

"Mr. Baldhead, come back and help me out. There are not enough people." Truman's calm and polite voice came from there.

"Hey... hey~" came the flattering reply from the bald man.

This is the first video on the bald guy's phone.

Xing Shuwen pinched his chin, thinking about the fruit knife he saw just now piercing into the wall. Bullets out, completely unscientific.

"You also filmed the location." Xing Shuwen pointed out, "Can't you run while filming the location?"

"We took two cars when filming the location..."

The bald man plays another video.

The video is very crowded, the shooting machine, the reflector and so on are stuffed into a stretched car, and then the front is illuminated, and another silver SUV is over there, and the two cars should be driving to the designated shooting scene land.

"Run now! Turn that intersection!" said the bald man who was a part-time photography assistant to the part-time driver photographer.

Then the steering wheel of the vehicle turned, as if it was about to drive to another road. As a result, something flew out of the open window of the car in front with a 'swish' sound, and it was inserted into the windshield of the extended car with a 'chop' sound. Penetrating through the glass, piercing the hearts of the two people in the car.

The car that was about to turn back immediately back on track.

This is even more unscientific.

"Master Wen, your car has been sent to the garage." The bald man said timidly.

"Where are the injured people?" Xing Shuwen asked.

"They were all taken to the hospital," said the bald man.

"If I don't ask, let's forget about this matter?" Xing Shuwen frowned, and the majesty of the boss immediately rushed to his face.

The bald man knelt down again with a 'plop', "Master Wen! What I think is that the film has been filmed, and everyone is not injured or dead. Let this matter pass. I don't dare to tie that Truman again. I'm afraid he will let me film again! It's too scary!"

Xing Shuwen looked at the timid look of the bald man, annoyed and ridiculous. The bald man had been with him for nearly 20 years and had always been loyal, but he had to be punished.

"Deduct your performance for half a year." Xing Shuwen said.

"Thank you, Master Wen!" The bald man breathed a sigh of relief.

Xing Shuwen watched the film again.

"Master Wen, what should we do with this film?" The bald man asked cautiously, "Will it be distributed through all channels as originally planned?"

"Fart!" Xing Shuwen scolded, "This kind of film is sent out to smash the signboard."

"That ruined it?" the bald man asked again.

"It's a pity that it's ruined, but the film is a bit nice..." Xing Shuwen said.

"What's the use of looking good? Can you win a prize?" the bald man muttered.

This sentence made Xing Shuwen suddenly have a wonderful idea, he laughed: "It does have a good place."

　Tomorrow there will be a description from the perspective of the heroine, but today it is really gone, and I haven't written it yet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)