Pang Xinhao didn't care about the camera, not because he was fascinated by beauty, but because Qi Wanlian gave him a great sense of oppression.

To care about the camera is to care about and maintain the image, and to ignore the camera is purely the survival instinct of herbivores.

She was obviously a beautiful and gentle woman, her arms were so slender that they seemed to be broken when they were broken, but it gave Pang Xinhao a sense of danger of being targeted by a poisonous snake, so he had to raise all his energy to deal with Qi Wanlian.

"Drink tea." Qi Wanlian gracefully handed the teacup to Pang Xinhao.

"Thank you." Pang Xinhao pinched his fingers nervously, his palms full of cold sweat.

"I heard about you and my daughter." Qi Wanlian said straight to the point, "To be honest, you don't quite meet my criteria for choosing a child."

This is a bit weird, Pang Xinhao sucked in a breath of air, and forced a dialogue with Qi Wanlian: "You are right, I am not worthy of Xiaoyue, so we have broken up for a long time."

"But since Xiaoyue likes you, let's give you a chance." Qi Wanlian picked up the tea cup and took a sip, leaving a trace of water stains on the corner of her mouth. He looked straight at Pang Xinhao, as if he was looking forward to a big meal.

"Don't give me a chance, we have already broken up." Pang Xinhao waved his hand and said.

He couldn't face the pressure of Qi Wanlian's gaze, his gaze began to move left and right, and he inadvertently faced the camera. After seeing the camera, his expression froze again.

The photographer frowned, and the expression was finished again, ruining the entire performance. He looked at Zhong Jiudao, but Director Zhong still didn't call to stop, but watched Qi Wanlian's performance intently.

"What are you looking at so seriously?" Qi Wanlian got up and came to Pang Xinhao, her eyes swept across the camera, she gave a beautiful face, and at the same time showed a contemptuous look, as if there was something in the camera that Pang Xinhao looked terrible, but Something Qi Wanlian disdains.

She stepped forward and pinched Pang Xinhao's chin, forcibly breaking his face over, forcing him to look at her. The sharp fingernails firmly clasped Pang Xinhao's skin, and Pang Xinhao felt that his jawbone would be pierced by the fingernails.

"Is that thing more beautiful than me? Your heart should be on me."

Qi Wanlian put her hand on Pang Xinhao's chest.

In the eyes of others, Qi Wanlian was just touching Pang Xinhao's chest.

But in Pang Xinhao's eyes, he was in a trance for a while, as if he really saw Qi Wanlian exerting a little force, the palm of his hand pierced his chest deeply, and the heart was gouged out.

I don't know if the pain in my chest was a real hallucination, but Pang Xinhao couldn't take it anymore. He screamed in fear and got up, pushed Qi Wanlian away and ran away.

The eyes seemed to be covered with blood mist, and the field of vision was blood red. He didn't know where to flee to, where it was safe, but in panic, he saw Zhong Jiudao standing next to the camera at a glance.

Among the blood in the sky, only Zhong Jiudao's color is normal, which makes people extremely reassuring.

Pang Xinhao covered his heart and didn't see the camera at all, but ran towards Zhong Jiudao, stretched out his hand and said, "Help, help!"

The camera was facing Pang Xinhao, and it recorded Pang Xinhao's panic and asking for help truly and clearly. Even the pupils who were constantly trembling because of fear were extremely clear.

"Card!" Zhong Jiudao finally stopped.

With this sound, the blood in Pang Xinhao's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to be saved. He sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and finally escaped from the dead.

The onlookers applauded at the same time, and Luo Huai said happily, "Old Pang, you're acting really well!"

Even the photographer nodded to Pang Xinhao and gave a thumbs up.

Pang Xinhao was confused again after the catastrophe, did he... act?

Isn't Qi Wanlian so terrible that he couldn't help but run away?

However, what Pang Xinhao didn't know was that the rest of the people couldn't see the blood fog and the heart that had been gouged out. They only saw Qi Wanlian's beautiful and vicious expression, which was scary but not frightening.

In this performance, it was Pang Xinhao who stood out even more. His terrifying eyes and the look of running away, instead brought out Qi Wanlian's terrifyingness.

"You're amazing!" Luo Huai said, "And you're good at walking around to look at the camera. That last expression, even with the camera, can be so real and detailed, it's great!"

Pang Xinhao: "..."

Did he just... look at the camera? He didn't see that thing at all! I just want to find Zhong Dao for help.

"Take a rest and calm down," Zhong Jiudao said. "The performance has finally gotten better. Come to a meeting tonight and I'll tell you about the show."

"Okay, okay!" Pang Xinhao hurriedly agreed.

Looking for Director Zhong at night gave Pang Xinhao a great sense of security. Fortunately, it was Director Zhong! If Qi Wanlian handed him a room card at this time and said that he would come to my room tonight, Pang Xinhao might cry on the spot, kneeling on the ground and begging Qi Wanlian to let him go.

Next, Pang Xinhao's eyes were like the evil ghost Qi Wanlian, and he took a few more shots facing the camera. He really took a fake heart model, drizzled it with ketchup, and licked a mouthful of ketchup in his hands, bloody and bloody. Gorgeous, kind of creepy beauty.

In order to make Qi Wanlian's performance more realistic, Zhong Jiudao burned this bottle of tomato sauce and offered it incense before the shooting, making it something that ghosts can eat.

When the ketchup was on her heart, Qi Wanlian smelled the sweetness and licked it uncontrollably, showing an intoxicated look, and said involuntarily, "It's so sweet."

Qi Wanlian lived in an era of extreme material scarcity. She had never seen such a Western thing as ketchup, not to mention that all kinds of food produced in modern times would put sugar desperately in order to improve the umami. The sweetness of this bottle of ketchup Clearly exceeded.

Sugar will bring great pleasure to the brain. The brain and the sterious soul have an inexplicable relationship. The sugar after offerings can also make ghosts happy. Qi Wanlian has never eaten such delicious food before or after her death. Something, couldn't help but take another bite regardless of the image.

"Ouch..." Pang Xinhao, who was resting in the chair, saw this scene, and couldn't help turning his face to the side and vomited.

Affected by Fang Cai's hallucination, he always had the feeling that Qi Wanlian was unable to describe his heart.

The sweetness that humans can't smell drifted into the entire villa, and other ghosts also smelled it. This group of ignorant ghosts suddenly drooled.

There was Zhong Jiudao's suppression, and the group of ghosts did not dare to destroy the filming and go crazy for ketchup.

There was only one Fu Yue who could cheer up no matter how many times he sent calls, and was not afraid of Director Zhong's coercion. He rushed into the shooting scene and looked at Qi Wanlian with red eyes: "You dare!"

The few staff were obviously flustered about this kind of random entry. The photographer looked at Zhong Jiudao for help, but Zhong Jiudao pressed his hand and did not stop him.

Fu Yue has already changed into a costume (the ghost actor's costume was folded and burned by Director Zhong with paper, which is very economical), and is wearing a modern red dress, which is very beautiful.

She stared at the ketchup, pointed at Qi Wanlian and said, "You are actually behind my back..."

Zhong Jiudao secretly cast a spell, so that Fu Yue could not speak, to prevent her from saying "eat delicious food behind my back". This kind of appropriate blank lines is more likely to be understood as "carrying out my ex-boyfriend's heart behind my back".

At the same time, Zhong Dao, who was secretly controlling everything, cast a spell quietly, and passed a thought to Qi Wanlian.

When Qi Wanlian received the signal, she turned her head wisely and said to Fu Yue, "It's not that I won't give it to you."

She beckoned: "Come here, my good daughter."

Fu Yue walked over with a stiff face, Qi Wanlian handed over the ketchup, smiled like a witch who seduces people into evil ways, lowered her voice, and said in a sinister tone, "Try it."

The tomato sauce was so sweet that Fu Yue couldn't care less and took a bite. She and Qi Wanlian are both ignorant ghosts in the old society. They didn't eat enough sugar since they were young. After eating such a sweet thing, she couldn't help but say with tears in her eyes, "It's so sweet!"

The picture of Fu Yue, who still has a conscience and humanity, is lured by Qi Wanlian and completely falls into the infernal hell. Both the visual impact and the psychological fear have reached the peak.

"Shut up!" This time it wasn't Pang Xinhao, and Qian Duoqun and actress Xiaoyan couldn't bear it either. They squatted on the ground with their backs and retched.

The remaining Xiaoyun hadn't vomited, but her face was pale, and she turned around and couldn't look anymore.

Only Luo Huai looked at the shooting scene through the phenomenon, and whispered: "I want to eat bread with tomato sauce, but unfortunately the calories are too high to eat."

"Okay." Zhong Jiudao stopped filming and said to Fu Yue with a warning, "Your improvisation effect is good this time, I forgive you for the time being, but I won't do it next time."

Fu Yue sniffed and greedily took a sip of sweetness, and then said unconvincingly, "Okay."

Qi Wanlian pursed her lips and smiled, and said to everyone, "I'm sorry that the performance was a little bigger just now. I'll go wash my hands now."

She hurriedly ran away with the prop of the heart. It seemed that she couldn't stand the feeling of being tired of ketchup. In fact, Zhong Jiudao knew in her heart that Qi Wanlian hurried to eat alone.

The photographer and Zhong Jiudao replayed the scene just now to check if there were any scenes that needed to be shot.

The photographer looked at the picture and rubbed his arms: "The sacrifice of the actors is too great, this picture looks infiltrating."

Seeing that this scene was shot perfectly, Zhong Jiudao stared at the remaining half of the bottle of ketchup thoughtfully.

Next, I shot a doll cut like a piece of rags. The doll's hairstyle is a bit like Pang Xinhao's, with the word "Hao" written on it.

Originally, there was no part of this doll, but because Pang Xinhao accidentally saw the camera face and stiffened again, Qi Wanlian improvised and explained this scene as something terrible that Pang Xinhao saw, so he had to make up a more scary scene. , for post-production cutover shots.

There are many dolls in the villa, probably because the original owner has children. However, when they moved, they threw all the dolls in the villa, and must have been frightened by many dolls.

Zhong Jiudao picked out a black-haired doll, cut it into Pang Xinhao's hairstyle, and made such a horror doll prop for supplementary shooting.

Everything is so refined and economical.

After a busy day, except for Luo Huai, the rest of the people didn't look very good at dinner that night.

Aunt Yang secretly made a bottle of fragrant and spicy chili sauce, and everyone agreed to eat it. Qian Duoqun also boasted that with this bottle of chili sauce, he could finally grow some meat.

Who knew that no one except Luo Huai touched the bottle of chili sauce during dinner, and the two girls only drank soup.

During the meal, Zhong Jiudao said: "In the future, the actors who play ghosts in the crew will not be allowed to say that they are ghosts and scare people when they get along with each other. Everyone adapts to the roles and adapts to the role, and then adapting will affect the psychological conditions of other actors. ."

The four human actors raised ten hands in approval, and the two extra hands were from Qian Duoqun.

Qian Duoqun has had enough, and others can still treat all this as a performance. He knows that these actors are ghosts, and this scene can scare him to death!

"I'll tell the actors who weren't there today." Zhong Jiudao said.

You have to educate this group of ghosts, don't keep saying "what happened when I was alive" and "how miserable I was when I died", is this still something worth comparing and showing off? They are all the dregs of feudal society and must be changed!

After the meal, the others went back to their rooms to rest. The two girls locked the door directly. Unless it was Director Zhong, no one dared to open the door. Pang Xinhao obediently came to Zhong Jiudao's room.

"First Evolution"

"Let's see your performance today." Zhong Jiudao played the pictures taken during the day to Pang Xinhao.

"Don't..." Pang Xinhao obviously resisted, "It's too scary, I don't want to watch it again."

"Do you feel scary or can't face your own acting skills and face?" Zhong Jiudao asked.

Pang Xinhao's eyes instantly stiffened and he didn't answer.

Zhong Jiudao: "How long has it been since you watched your own movie?"

Pang Xinhao avoided Zhong Jiudao's scrutiny. He hadn't seen himself in the camera for several years.

Zhong Jiudao: "Don't look at what you are doing in movies and TV dramas, but instead read comments on the Internet, and look at the emoticons made by netizens every day to get sulky?"

These words finally opened Pang Xinhao's mouth: "Director, did you install a camera in my house? How do you know everything?"

"No, I have seen too many people like you. They know that they are doing something wrong. They don't want to face the problem, but will use more methods to cover up."

In the past, when followed parents to be a celestial master, many clients who were ashamed of the ghosts did not want to say what kind of grievances they had with the ghosts at first. Instead, they poured money to force the celestial masters to beat the ghosts to pieces and take all the guilt. Pushed to the goblin, and will not tell the truth until it is forced to a certain extent.

Pang Xinhao is different from these people, but his mental state is the same.

Zhong Jiudao can't see people's hearts, but his talent is too strong, he can see through the state of the soul, whether to fear or escape, he has a panoramic view. Whether it is a dead soul or a living soul, it cannot escape his eyes.

"Look at the video, you always have to take the first step." Zhong Jiudao said.

Pang Xinhao couldn't resist, so he had to watch his performance bravely, and when he saw the stiff self in front of the camera in the first scene, he clearly showed disgust, obviously he hated filming.

However, as the plot deepened, Pang Xinhao was a little surprised to see that he gradually showed a lively and natural expression under the leadership of Qi Wanlian, and the disgust gradually disappeared.

He obviously didn't deliberately put on a handsome angle and expression in front of the camera, but was frightened to the point of being useless, but unexpectedly pleasing to the eye.

The frightened expression is definitely not good-looking, but it is very natural. Compared with the previous expressions, one is a stiff doll, and the other is a human.

Zhong Jiudao pressed the pause button, and the picture stopped right on the lens where Pang Xinhao's face was distorted, so ugly that he could use it as an emoji, Pang Xinhao was in great pain all of a sudden.

"The static picture is different from the dynamic picture, and the dynamic is more about the coherence of the action and demeanor. Even if the performance is the most perfect in appearance and the acting skills are at the level of the best actor and the actress, if you take a static picture from the dynamic picture, you will still have an ugly face. Zhong Jiudao said, "As long as you are famous, you will face gossip and gossip. Even if you do well, someone will find fault. Among a thousand compliments, you only care about one criticism. Is it too embarrassing for yourself?"

Pang Xinhao showed a thoughtful look.

"Don't be afraid of broken expressions, if there is a problem, the director will help you adjust and correct it. Don't be afraid of the camera. The appearance of people keeps growing with age and changes all the time. The camera can keep you in every period of time, no matter if it's good or not. It's still bad, and when you look back at it after more than ten years, it's all precious memories." Zhong Jiudao advised.

"But... I'm afraid of the camera..." Pang Xinhao finally said what was in his heart.

"Don't worry about that," Zhong Jiudao said confidently, "your rival actor will help you forget the camera, so slowly desensitize."

Pang Xinhao: "..."

That's true, let alone the camera, he almost forgot that he was still alive.

"Oh, by the way, have you been seeing hallucinations or sleepwalking recently? Don't worry too much, it's caused by too much pressure. This may happen in the future. It's good to reduce the pressure after filming." Zhong Jiudao He hinted, "You can also take some vitamins to improve your immunity, and you will be fine."

Don't take drugs for mental illnesses and make yourself really sick.

"Okay." Pang Xinhao nodded.

After a deep conversation with Director Zhong, Pang Xinhao felt as if he had regained a new life, full of hope for the future shooting, and returned to his room happily.

After he left, Zhong Jiudao picked up the half bottle of ketchup on the table. He felt that this prop could be used to make a short video or something.

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