The devastated Yin Prey actor came to Zhang Yangqing and muttered that he was not bad at all. He couldn't play the leading role, so why not just play a supporting role?
How can I say that I am also a third-tier actor.
Zhang Yangqing didn't even bother to talk about him. He really didn't perform well in this drama, and he even needed to be reminded by himself before he could continue filming.
The clips where the on-the-spot response ability is poor or even the performance is unsatisfactory still need to be eliminated.
But this is also the job of the chosen one. Zhang Yangqing is just playing the role of a director, directing the actors to overcome difficulties.
The editor is working hard to edit the shot according to Zhang Yangqing's requirements, and a movie will be released tomorrow.
The name of the movie is "Desperate Redemption: Fatal Fantasy".
Compared with the anxiety of other chosen ones during editing, Zhang Yangqing was relatively relaxed.
Under normal circumstances, the minimum score for this drama is estimated to be around 80, which is far beyond the death line.
Tonight, Zhang Yangqing is probably the only chosen one who can sleep well.
The other one is, of course, Pharaoh. There is also a third-tier actor on his crew, and he only got the least difficult script, so the problem is not that big.
At the same time, on another big screen in Dragon Kingdom, Xiao Xuan was experiencing a battle between life and death.
Last night, Xiao Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and the sight in front of him made his heart tense.
He found himself in a strange and weird room.
The clock on the wall is ticking, and the hands point to 10 o'clock in the evening. The dim lights are swaying, like candles in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.
The air in the room was dull and oppressive, with a smell of mold and decay.
Although the surrounding furnishings look old, they are unexpectedly neat. It seems that someone cleaned them regularly, but deliberately left some unnatural traces.
The chosen ones who come here will immediately feel uneasy.
Xiao Xuan's eyes wandered around the room, and finally landed on a photo on the table.
It was a group photo of a family of three. The edges of the photo were yellowed. It must have been there for a long time.
However, the most disturbing thing is that the face of the person in the photo is actually very blurry. No matter how Xiao Xuan wipes it, it seems to be shrouded in an invisible mist, making it impossible to see his true face.
He couldn't help but wonder if there was an ulterior secret hidden behind this photo.
Maybe it’s some kind of clue, and I’ll be sure to write it down myself.
In addition, the other furnishings in the house are also a bit strange.
An ancient cabinet stood quietly in the corner, with the door ajar, revealing the dark space inside, as if something terrible would jump out of it at any time.
In a relatively hidden place on the side of the cabinet, there was an unnatural-looking scratch mark, as if someone had grabbed onto this place before being forcibly dragged away.
The bed was placed close to the wall, and the sheets were as white as snow, but they looked particularly dazzling in the dim light.
The pillows and quilts were neatly placed, but when Xiao Xuan was stroking the sheets, he felt a cold breath.
As the first time he entered the world of ghost stories, he kept in mind Zhang Yangqing's teachings and was not in a hurry to find other people, but to find out the surroundings first, maybe there might be important clues.
So, he came to the window and opened it gently.
The crunching sound was particularly harsh in the quiet night.
Outside the window, there was thick fog, and I couldn't see anything else. I seemed to be in a very scary environment.
Occasionally, there were a few low whimpering sounds, as if in response to Xiao Xuan's sound of opening the window.
If other chosen ones saw this, they would be afraid and close the windows.
As a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, Xiao Xuan often dealt with these ghosts and monsters, and was trained by Zhang Yangqing, so he was naturally very courageous.
He stretched out his head directly and observed the surrounding situation.
I should be in a three-story house, and he is on the first floor.
The mud outside the window is very flat, and there are some flower beds not far away.
Observing this, Xiao Xuan closed the window.
“It’s strange, why are there no rules around here? And my body doesn’t seem to be right.”
If you can’t find any rules in the world of team formation, there are two ways to say it.
First, we haven’t reached the place where the sighting rule is triggered yet.
Second, the rules probably lie with your teammates.
Xiao Xuan entered the ghost story for the first time, and his teammate was Zhang Yangqing. He felt that there was no need to worry about Zhang Yangqing, and he should first improve his ability to survive. The most important thing is that his body is very strange and he can feel some energy, but not a lot.
It's much worse than when he was at his peak, just like a new transcendent.
But he didn't panic. He had already expected this when he came in.
We even made plans to be infected with viruses and seriously injured. Now it is just weakened. Xiao Xuan feels that the problem is not that big.
It’s just that my identity this time is that of an ‘actor’. What on earth did Kaitan ask me to play?
Xiao Xuan looked at the photos on the table again, thoughtfully.
At this moment, a sudden 'dong-dong' knock on the door startled him.
“Who?”
Xiao Xuan’s reaction was still quick and he quickly adjusted his mood.
He looked at the gate warily, and had already made plans in his mind to escape from the window if there was danger at the gate.
At this time, a young male voice came.
"Are you feeling better? Do you want to get some food first?"
It sounded like a friend was caring about him.
Although Xiao Xuan didn’t know his identity, he still continued acting.
“Oh, it’s better, I’ll come out right away.”
As he said that, Xiao Xuan made a noise to get up, pretending that he had just woken up.
Since it is a relatively old-fashioned door, there is no peephole.
Xiao Xuan opened the door very easily, but his body was already in a fighting state.
A young man with a spiky hair stood outside the door, his expression slightly tired.
It seems that he is very familiar with Xiao Xuan, but Xiao Xuan actually does not know him.
In order to play a good role, Xiao Xuan also started chatting with him, which is the so-called gathering information.
He has to figure out what his role is before he knows how to play it.
In the chat, I learned that Xiao Xuan, the prickly-headed youth and other six people are a small team that likes wild adventures.
While exploring, I encountered a fog that could not be dispelled and I completely lost my way.
The water and food have been eaten, and only despair awaits them.
But at this time, I happened to meet a nearby resident, a middle-aged man.
He brought the tired and hungry expedition team home from the mist, into this three-story house, and kindly arranged rooms for them to stay.
The middle-aged man told them to leave after the fog cleared. It would be dangerous to encounter wild animals in the fog.
Xiao Xuan just felt uncomfortable and rested in the room.
The prickly-headed young man also rested for a while and felt very hungry, so he asked Xiao Xuan if he wanted to find something to eat in the house to fill his stomach.
As he spoke, his stomach began to growl.
"This is not good, we should inform the male owner of this house."
Xiao Xuan did not follow the rhythm of the prickly-haired young man, but instead began to wonder about the pitfalls here.
After all, he was tricked by the weird last time, so he should be very careful here.
Who knew that the prickly-haired young man said: "The man of the house went out again after picking us up and hasn't come back yet. I'm really hungry. Otherwise, let's get something to eat first." Apologize to him then.”
This sentence sounds like the prickly-headed young man is a pig teammate who has caused trouble.
But the problem is that the hunger among the chosen ones is very strong. If they don't eat something, they may not be able to cope with danger later.
Presumably the prickly-headed young man had the same idea.
After thinking for a moment, Xiao Xuan still said: "How about we gather together first and find out if there is anyone else in this house. It will not be too late for us to eat after getting permission."
Xiao Xuan is not suffering from paranoia, he always feels that this is a trap.
Just as he finished speaking, there was a faint sound of footsteps at the end of the corridor!
(End of this chapter)