Director of a Suspense Film

[Filming of the big script "Pisces Jade Pendant" ends]

【List of actors: Unknown】

[Remaining opening times of "Pisces Jade Pendant": 2]

[After the remaining number of opening times is over, this reality copy will never be able to be opened, please carefully weigh the remaining number of shooting times]

[Because of the particularity of the actual script, no final settlement will be made for this shooting]

After a system prompt, Zong Qi exhaled and sat up straight from the bed.

The phone slipped from between his fingers, and the poster of Pisces Jade Pendant was still open on the selection interface.

Zong Qi's back was almost covered in cold sweat.

His chest heaved violently, and there was still uncertainty in his pupils.

wrong! The state just now was wrong!

Recalling the beginning of the third act after entering the ghost gate, Zong Qi can only feel that he seems to have passed through the diaphragm, and the whole person's thinking has become muddled, and the flow of time has become less meaningful. It has become a difficult thing,? The brain only remembers how to find the Pisces jade pendant.

The most frightening thing is that Zong Qi clearly remembers that there are people around him. In the front is the captain, in the back are members of the scientific expedition team, and there are soldiers with weapons on the left and right. All fastened themselves to long ropes with knots.

However, after entering the gate of hell, not only did the time flow have problems, but all the people who talked to him along the way also pressed the pause button.

No, it's not exactly a rest key either.

Zong Qi vaguely remembered, the moment he was pulled out by the rope outside, he seemed to hear the captain's voice.

But he couldn't remember what he said specifically.

"There's something wrong with that ghost fog..."

The black-haired young man sat on the bed, rubbing his temples, with a serious face.

The horror movie system didn't give him any chance to prepare this time, and threw him in after pressing the recruit button, which really caught him off guard.

Fortunately, although there is no preparation,? But it is not nothing. At least he figured out what kind of story is in the Pisces jade pendant script, figured out the role he was assigned to and the various mechanisms in the dungeon. Once these are clear, the next step will be easy.

At least...he's got a second chance at the open and a third at the same time.

There are not enough clues now, so we can't act too hastily and waste times in vain.

Thinking of this, Zong Qi slowly lay back on the bed again, with his hands on his chest, very peaceful.

But he doesn't feel sleepy now.

Unable to sleep at all, Zong Qi simply logged into the actor forum to see the forum's reaction.

The entire forum was screened by director Q again.

It's just that the content is all in the newly released recruitment "Changming Middle School" released by director Q.

Up to now, the director has announced three rounds of recruitment, and each time the noise is bigger than the last time. The conspiracy theory about director Q in the actor forum is even more rampant. If you pull any poster out, you can analyze different conclusions from various aspects. Of course, the common denominator is that they all agree that these recruits have no good intentions.

Zong Qi felt that he was really wronged.

This time, in order to test the new authority of the film designer, he specially selected some actors who were not so high-level.

Thinking about the fact that the film designer basically equates with the mastermind behind the scenes in the system introduction, Zong Qi felt that he might only continue to carry the scapegoat in the future.

After turning three or four pages, all the discussions revolved around the new director's recruitment of Changming Middle School, and none of them mentioned Pisces Jade Pendant.

"Strange, did Pisces Jade Pendant not announce recruitment for actors at all?"

Zong Qi thought back carefully, and he did not see any actors other than him during the filming of Pisces Jade Pendant.

"Impossible, the director's handbook clearly said that the big script will be recruited for all actors, how could I be recruited to shoot?"

Zong Qi really wanted to rush downstairs, go home and take out the director's manual that was printed before, and study it carefully from top to bottom.

Now he is still at Yu Chenxue's house. He was shocked by the sudden confession of the other party before, and his mind was in a mess.

Now that I have been in the dungeon and calmed down for two days, my rationality has returned, and I have calmed down, but it is too calm. It made Zong Qi not in the mood to think about romantic love at all.

He lay down for a while, but found that he was still tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep, so Carp sat up straight, and groped to find shoes by the bed.

Zong Qi searched around but didn't see his shoes, only later did he realize that he was directly carried in by Yu Chenxue, and he didn't wear shoes when he stepped on the mat.

As a last resort, Zong Qi could only walk out of the room barefoot, sneaking towards the studio, wanting to touch his shoes first.

The apartment was quiet and dark.

It was almost midnight now, and it was pitch black everywhere, and the lights in the corridor had disappeared, only shadows and shadows.

The lights in the bathroom were silent, and the water vapor had dissipated long ago, with no sign of just taking a shower.

"At this point in time, Professor Yu should have fallen asleep."

He thought about it, and tiptoed forward like a thief.

Zong Qi thought that normally Professor Yu would wake up so early to paint, no matter how superhuman he was, he should at least get five hours of sleep every day. Only sleep from now on, and get up at five o'clock. Anyway, substitute Zong Qi, if he only slept for five hours, then his dark circles would probably be worse than that of a giant panda.

Sure enough, Zong Qi walked to the place where they were painting before.

The lights here are also turned off, only the bright lights of the city under the floor-to-ceiling windows are reflected from below, and the dark yellow street lamps are elongated on the white marble tiles, leaving flickering and visible spots of light.

He trotted over quickly and put on his own slippers on the ground.

The whole apartment is still so spacious and quiet, not even the sound made by the little robot.

For some reason, Zong Qi stood where he was, and remembered what Yu Chenxue said.

"I don't like Xiaoqi like a friend."

The man lowered his eyes, his expression difficult to discern.

Zong Qi felt that he should also like Professor Yu.

He is not a person who is timid about feelings. When he finds out that he likes it, he is more inclined to admit it boldly.

but......

Yu Chenxue gave him a very strange feeling most of the time.

Like a thick layer of glass, Zong Qi admires him and has a good impression of him, but he always feels that there is a long distance between them. Even if Yu Chenxue stood in front of him and said that he liked him, Zong Qi felt that it was too unreal, like a mirror in water and moon in water, which would break at the touch of a finger.

He didn't know why before, but after he found out that Professor Yu was an artist, he also noticed that Yu Chenxue seemed to have a lot of secrets.

Professor Yu in "Ghost Building" and Yu Chenxue in front of Zong Qi are completely different. If it is just self-hypnosis, can it really reach this point?

Zong Qi didn't dare to give the most straightforward response because his instinct like a small animal was shrinking and avoiding. He instinctively felt that Yu Chenxue's performance was not to that extent, but of course he himself didn't know this.

Thinking of this, Zong Qi walked forward and accidentally walked to the easel.

The oil paintings that are not dry will definitely not be put away, and the paintings that have been painted for half an hour are of course still on top.

He turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and took two steps back, wanting to take a good look at the painting.

The picture is no different from the semi-finished product that Zong Qi saw last time, it is him sitting on the cushion, with a rough outline drawn, his facial features have not been carved, and it seems that he is far away from completion.

But...it's pretty good-looking, and the charm can be seen with just a few strokes.

Without paying attention, Zong Qi bumped into the cold wall behind him.

"hiss-"

He rubbed the back of his head painfully, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly looked back.

The wall behind him was knocked out of place by him, and a piece bulged on the side, as if someone put together a piece of building blocks.

The black-haired youth hesitantly reached out and pushed gently.

The wall slides inward silently, revealing the bottomless dark room inside.

"Wow... so cool, this is actually a secret door?!"

Zong Qi has been here so many times, and even sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for hours, looking around when he was bored, but he didn't notice anything unusual about this wall.

After some research, he discovered that the door on the wall was probably built in here, unless it was pressed to the point of force, otherwise it would be difficult to break open like he did. Just like now, when he pushes against the wall next to him, nothing moves in the middle.

He kept in mind not to pry into other people's privacy, so he wanted to close the secret door that was accidentally opened, but Zong Qi broke it twice and found that the secret door could not be opened, so he guessed that there should be automatic switches on the surrounding walls, so he opened the secret door. He probed his head and looked inside.

It would be better not to look at the result, but at first glance, the automatic lights of the entire dark room were turned on.

Warm yellow light shines down from the ceiling, illuminating the paintings displayed inside one by one.

Zong Qi gasped.

All the paintings in it have only one theme, and all have only one face.

There are those lying on the ground, some with their hands bound, some with straight backs, and some with simple big heads. There are all kinds of expressions.

All are Zongqi, with various expressions and actions.

It is self-evident who made these paintings.

Zong Qi's mind was blank, and he didn't know what expression to make. It even made him doubt whether his previous thoughts were wrong.

How can anyone not be interested in others, but still draw so many paintings for him?

Professor Yu is not gentle and refined on the surface, but actually a perverted idiot!

He swallowed, and stepped back step by step.

"Click-click-click-"

When he was not paying attention, Zong Qi felt that there was something moving behind him.

He turned around stiffly, and saw an elongated shadow standing there in the narrow corner of the corridor and the hall not far away.

The robot is holding a plate, the cleaning mode is turned on on the base, the edge of the broom and the humidifier are turned on, and it is rolling on the ground in circles.

Seeing the black-haired youth, the little robot raised its head, the lights on the uppermost eyes flickered twice, and lowered its head disinterestedly to continue cleaning.

Zong Qi let out a long breath of relief.

He hurriedly groped to close the secret door, patted his chest in shock, didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly turned back towards the guest room.

Unexpectedly, about halfway through the walk, a deep male voice suddenly came from the front.

"Why isn't Xiaoqi asleep yet?"

In the shadow of the corner, the man turned his head to look at him, his pupils were deep, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

The author has something to say: 77: Is Professor Yu a pervert?

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