Chapter 1652 Research on ghost stories (I hate eating ginger and garlic)
Everyone is very interested in this research. Hanami also issued a statement, saying that she would publish a magazine with this research theme on Halloween. Well, it seems that she is really addicted to it. According to Judging from this, then the turkey for Christmas, the rice cakes for New Year, and the chocolate for Valentine's Day will not escape Yanami's vicious hands.
Although based on Duanmu Huai's understanding of her, I'm afraid Banaijian didn't let them go before.
Moreover, Yanami took over everything, saying that all the organizing and binding work of the magazine was left to her. It was rare for her to be so proactive, and the reason was very simple.
"Kusuke and Hua Lian invited me to a Halloween costume party."
Bana, who was sitting on the chair, looked bloodless, as if he was about to die.
"One of them wants to play a vampire, and the other wants to play a devil. They also asked me what I want to play, hahaha..."
Duanmu Huai felt that seeing Bana look like this, she could just change into mourning clothes and pretend to be a female ghost.
Therefore, Bana saw that this was turning grief and anger into motivation, just like white-collar workers working overtime desperately just to let busy work force themselves to forget the pain of broken love... Hmm... How should I put it...
As long as she likes it.
"But...the Classical Department doesn't have enough members."
Chitanda said a little uneasily.
"Teacher Gan Xia talked to me. At least two people are needed..."
"If we are just members of the Ghost Club, I can bring Kana and Ruby in, but don't count on them to participate in club activities. They are busier than me."
"Speaking of this topic, I would like to ask."
At this moment, Bana was eating dried kelp for dessert, while staring at Duanmuhuai curiously.
"Is it okay for you to come to the clubroom every day? You should also go and have a good relationship with your classmates occasionally."
"I can't."
"Why? Isn't it because you are being squeezed out?"
"If the dean or principal came to your classroom, do you think you would relax?"
"Of course this won't work."
No matter how considerate and popular he is, he is an adult and an elder after all, so ordinary students will naturally not let him go.
"The same goes for me. It's no exaggeration to tell you that if I stay in the class, those people can only speak in a low voice or use their mobile phones to communicate."
"Hey? Why?"
"Because they are afraid that the loud noise will disturb me."
"But Xiao Ai, you don't care about this."
"I don't care, but people around me don't think so."
Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders.
"You know, don't people around you always think that you are broken up and want to find a new partner for you, but in fact you don't want it, right? In the same way, even if I don't care, others won't think so. After all, my identity is There, if they speak loudly in front of me, they will be regarded as heretics and ostracized as if they were noisy in the tram.”
"So exaggerated?"
"It's such an exaggeration. The relationship between superiors and subordinates in the entertainment industry is a very serious matter. I can say it straightforwardly. In the entertainment department, I am the top of the pyramid. If I say snow is white, it is white. If I say snow is black, it will be white. It’s black, no one dares to resist me.”
"Why does it sound like a tyrant..."
Even Chitanda stared at Duanmuhuai with wide eyes in surprise, and couldn't help but sigh.
"It will be more obvious at the filming site. If you dissatisfy the people above you, they will spray you bloody in front of the big guys. Artists with high status can even dump them indiscriminately. The slap from the lower-ranking artist is for the benefit of the younger generation. If you dare to resist, you will not respect the senior. I will beat you up, and you still have to thank me.”
"Wow..."
These words made Bana speechless.
"As Chitanda said, my status is the same as that of a tyrant. Do you feel comfortable being next to a tyrant in the class? Even if the tyrant doesn't care, someone will jump out and reprimand him in the name of the tyrant. Others. So, staying here is a good thing for me and others.”
As he spoke, Duanmuhuai stretched.
"Besides, students in the performing arts department are even more difficult to chat with."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because everyone is an artist, they naturally talk about work. When an artist who is not working hears other people complaining about the troubles encountered on the shooting set, do you think she is complaining? Or is she showing off?"
"Uh..."
Hearing this, Banana was also speechless. She was also very popular in the class. Naturally, I understand the situation of those small groups, but the performance department is obviously beyond Yanami's expectations.
"The students in the Performing Arts Department also seem to be working hard."
"Most people rely on their youth and rely on the past few years. If they are not popular before graduating from high school, then they are basically hopeless."
Duanmu Huai shook his head, so he preferred to spend time in the department room than in the performing arts department. After all, everyone else is a competitor. Duanmu Huai has already transcended this stage, but it is not like no one is trying to get closer to him to please him. Just like Duanmu Huai said, even if there is a tyrant, there are still many people who want to be eunuchs for the tyrant. It is said that accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, but there are many people who are willing to accompany you, right?
In fact, this is also because Duanmuhuai's status is too high. It would be fine if he was just a popular artist like Shiranui, but Duanmuhuai has reached the level where he can promote an artist with just one sentence. If he wants to tell which artist he likes, he can appear on the show. If he doesn't like an artist, that artist may lose his job.
At this point, others only dare to look at Duanmu Huai's eyes and act.
So in the general department, Duanmu Huai is more comfortable. After all, he has no interest entanglement with the general department, and it's not like Nanami and Chitanda will enter the entertainment industry.
“Actually, it’s also difficult to find people for general subjects.”
After learning about the situation on Duanmu Huai's side, Banajian also revealed the troubles on his side.
"Because everyone knows that you are here, Xiao Ai, and those boys also want to join in, but I will definitely not let you, and you don't like it either, Xiao Ai."
"Of course."
"The girls... how should I put it, everyone is scared."
"Afraid?"
"Yes, Xiao Ai, you said it yourself. Although the students in the general department are not as exaggerated about you as they are in the performing arts department, you are a popular artist. It is no exaggeration to say that many of us have watched your movies since childhood. Growing up, having to participate in club activities with you is too much psychological pressure for many people.”
"Then don't you... Oh, it's okay."
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Duanmuhuai looked at Banajian, and originally wanted to say that she was not the same - but after seeing Banajian happily opening another bag of kelp silk, he immediately swallowed his words.
Well, for Hanami, celebrities and other things are obviously not as important as food.
"What about Chitanda?"
"Huh?"
Faced with Duanmu Huai's inquiry, Chitanda was stunned for a moment, and then smiled sheepishly.
"Ah, actually Xingna-san and I are different. I know that you are a famous actor, Xiaoai-san, but... I have never seen any of your movies."
"Oh?"
"Because...I don't really like to see works where people die."
"Oh...I understand."
Duanmu Huai nodded. After all, he acted in horror movies. There are no immortals in horror movies. Chitanda doesn't like watching works where people die, so naturally he won't watch horror movies.
Duanmuhuai, on the other hand, was the opposite of Chitanda. He wouldn't be interested in watching it until a few people died.
There is such a big difference in the two sides' attitudes towards movies. It seems that Duanmu Huai and Chitanda will never watch the same movie one day.
After determining the research topic, the next step was naturally to find information. This time Duanmuhuai volunteered to do it himself. Although he is not really keen on this aspect, Duanmuhuai knows people who are keen on it.
That is the master of horror films——Director Shimizu.
So Duanmuhuai called Director Qingshui directly and asked him to help introduce talents and information in this field.
"It's really beyond my expectation that you can participate in club activities."
After listening to Duan Muhuai's explanation of the cause and effect, Director Qingshui on the other side of the phone also burst out laughing, which seemed quite interesting.
"I didn't expect you, Mr. Duanmu, to do things that suit your age."
“The main reason is that this subject matter is more interesting.”
"Indeed, the idea of connecting ghost stories and food is really an idea I have never had before. When your research report comes out, remember to send me a copy. Maybe I will get inspiration for the next film."
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"No problem, I will leave a copy for you when the time comes."
"Well, I will introduce you to an old friend. He is a folklorist. Many of the films I made before were thanks to his help. I think he will be very interested in your research topic."
"Then it's up to you."
According to the phone number provided by Director Qingshui, Duanmuhuai contacted the folklorist. The latter was indeed very interested in this unique subject matter, so Duanmuhuai agreed on behalf of the Classics Department to visit the folklorist at his home before the rest day.
Originally, it was just such a no big deal, but it turned out not to be as smooth as everyone expected...
【September 8, Sunday, 22:15 pm】
“…………That’s her, she’s the murderer!”
The woman's eyes were red, and she stretched out her hand angrily, pointing at Duanmu Huai, who was standing not far away. Hearing the woman's roar, Duanmu Huai sighed helplessly, then opened the guitar case behind him, and then took out the bright red guitar. edge.
"It's really troublesome."
Duanmuhuai looked at the people in front of him calmly, without any emotion in his tone.
"Just kill them all."
Then, Duanmu Huai spoke.