I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 10 [The protagonist who was strangled to death]

"Amin, you are an actor!"

"What does it mean that you jumped away as soon as Teacher Chu Renmei raised her hand? According to the plot, she is going to strangle you to death!"

"...What are you afraid of? She won't really strangle you to death!"

"Amin, let's talk!"

"Amin..."

Lu Zhengyi held his forehead and watched Zhang Yuming standing in front of the camera at a loss on the surveillance screen, unable to yell anymore.

Knowing that Chu Renmei is a real ghost, the difference from the past is insurmountable.

Not to mention that Zhang Yuming is a young man who is a half-way monk, even Yu Li, who is from a major, and Chang Zhengwei, who has acted in dramas for more than ten years, once it comes to the stage where he needs to play against Chu Renmei, he will be very nervous.

However, their terrified and flustered expressions are what the plot needs, and they can be regarded as acting in their true colors.

But Zhang Yuming's scene was different.

His character in the play, A Ming, is bold, loyal and has psychic vision.

When Lu Zhengyi watched this movie, he thought Amin was the main character.

But in the end, he died.

A Ming, who had the aura in the early stage, was strangled to death in the process of trying to eliminate Chu Renmei's grievances.

"Lu, Director Lu, this is not what I thought."

Zhang Yuming walked out of the camera, with a mournful face, "But..."

He wanted to explain something, but he glanced at Chu Renmei standing not far away, and held back again.

"But what, but."

Lu Zhengyi looked at Zhang Yuming with hatred for his lack of steel. He really missed such a good opportunity for nothing.

"Isn't it just filming?"

"When you auditioned before, didn't you keep saying that in order to better integrate into the role when filming, you used to be a volunteer and signed up for fire training."

"Now, you don't need to spend time to experience the character and integrate into the character. In fact, there is a ghost standing in front of you. Why don't you cherish it!"

Zhang Yuming's face became even more bitter.

The faces of the other actors were also a little weird.

If they want to make romance films, sci-fi films, literary films...these types of films, if there is an opportunity to experience the characters, they must be willing to ask for it.

But this horror movie, they really don't want it.

I dare not ask for it!
Assistant Director Zhang flipped through the script and came over, "It's not an option to go on like this."

"Director Lu, otherwise, you can communicate with Teacher Chu Renmei and stop accepting it."

"Let her boldly let go and act."

While speaking, he glanced at the trembling Zhang Yuming, "The rhythm of this shot is dominated by her."

"Teacher Chu Renmei is really working hard, this kid has no chance to run away even if he wants to."

"This scene can naturally be filmed."

When Lu Zhengyi heard it, well, it seems that this is the only way to go.

Zhang Yuming was dumbfounded, "Don't, don't."

"Don't exert yourself, what should I do if I'm really strangled to death?"

"And I was touched by a ghost, what if my life is shortened?"

He is mainly afraid of the latter.

In the distance, the makeup artist and her little assistant also came over.

Contact with ghosts, will you have a short life?

Lu Zhengyi frowned, "Who told you that you would have a short life?"

Zhang Yuming looked at him eagerly, "As soon as Teacher Chu Renmei stretched out his hand, I felt cold."

"It's winter, can't it be cold?"

Lu Zhengyi was a little helpless, "This contact with ghosts will not lead to a short life."

"How many times have I been in contact with her, where is the makeup artist? The makeup artist used to help her put on makeup every day."

"If it really affects the life expectancy, I will be gone with them long ago."

The make-up artist and assistant who had just come up next to them were called out, with a stiff smile on their faces.

"Okay, hurry up and do another one."

Lu Zhengyi clapped his hands, "I said, since I invited her here, I will never let her do anything out of line."

"I value this film very much, and I won't let anyone in the crew have an accident."

"Otherwise, the movie won't be released by then?"

This is not the first time he has emphasized.

But the power of words is sometimes really pale and powerless.

Especially for something like this involving 'ghosts'.

Perhaps they will be relieved only after they have truly experienced a safe shooting and see the actual rewards.

After Lu Zhengyi said that, Zhang Yuming opened his mouth, but there was no more sound.

Obviously, objections are futile.

What should be shot, still has to be shot.

What should be afraid, should still be afraid.

"The crew of the old corpse in the mountain, the real scene of the barren mountain, the sixth mirror."

The recorder stood in front of the camera with a slate, and with the sound of 'click—', the real shooting of No. 13 began.

In the picture, Chu Renmei is wearing a blue costume, lying on the green lawn, motionless, just like a dead person.

Beside her, Zhang Yuming tremblingly held a bracelet and squatted beside her.

His face was full of emotions, including panic, hesitation, and dullness...

Zhang Yuming is just like a general going to the battlefield.

But to describe it this way, maybe it's a little too high for him.

He should be more like a patient in a hospital, waiting for an injection.

Seeing that the nurse wiped the alcohol on the arm, and the needle was about to be stuck, he turned his head hastily and closed his eyes, not to watch the scene where the needle was stuck on the arm.

Unfortunately, the one lying next to Zhang Yuming was not a nurse, but Chu Renmei.

She didn't lie there like a corpse, obediently waiting for the bracelet to be put on her wrist.

Zhang Yuming's hand just touched Chu Renmei.

The cold chill instantly passed through the fingertips, passed to the palm, and then the arm.

In the face of fear and crisis, the most primitive instinct of animals makes Zhang Yuming look like a frightened monkey again, squatting on his legs and exerting force suddenly, about to jump up.

But the next moment, a pale palm protruded like a poisonous snake.

In an instant, the palm caught Zhang Yuming's neck and pressed his leg that was about to jump up.

"Well!"

"No no no!"

As if his mouth was covered, Zhang Yuming's eyes widened, his face was full of horror, but he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

He kept struggling, dancing like a monkey.

"Not bad, this effect."

Lu Zhengyi was finally satisfied with watching the shooting screen most intuitively from the monitor.

This effect is many times better than the old corpse in the mountain that I saw in my previous life.

This is no longer what acting is expressing.

It was a person who was killed by a resentful ghost, looking through the camera, silently calling for help.

Hearing Lu Zhengyi's praise, Deputy Director Zhang and the rest of the production crew's Adam's apple twitched up and down, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

They looked at Zhang Yuming who was constantly struggling in the picture, and there was only sadness in their eyes.

They didn't stop the process aloud, though.

Perhaps, this also implies a sense of temptation.

'he……'

'It's not really going to be strangled. '

"Director Lu, can you really control this unscrupulous ghost? '

They all have their own ideas in their hearts.

"Okay, let's go here."

Soon, Lu Zhengyi's voice interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Picture!"

The moment his voice sounded, Assistant Director Zhang immediately gave instructions.

First, the recorder took a picture of the slate in reverse, then the cameraman turned off the machine, and then other people hurried forward.

But halfway through, they stopped again.

"cough!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Zhang Yuming only felt that his mouth that seemed to be covered was loosened, and he could make a sound again.

Then, using both hands and feet, he climbed a lot farther.

"Why are you so afraid of me?"

At this time, Chu Renmei's voice rang out, "We are all colleagues, how could I harm you?"

the first time.

Thinking about it carefully, this is the first time she has spoken outside of the play in front of the rest of the crew.

Whether it was before everyone knew the truth, or after knowing the truth, this was the first time.

(End of this chapter)