Chapter 4 Is This an Actor?

Lan He felt that his soul was pulled away, and before no one found out that he was out of breath, he immediately protested to Lao Bai: "I'm still working, can you not hook my soul casually?"

People who have always been impermanent have always said that they will fall when they fall, but Lan He felt that there was clearly an improvement.

space

, Hades is too strong.

Old Bai: "I have something urgent."

Lan He: "What's the urgency?"

Old Bai: "Give them money and spend money."

Lan He: "..."

...I almost died of anger, but if you add "please", it doesn't sound like an unfilial son.

Old Bai said confidently, "I haven't given me the handling fee that I promised last time, and the money I originally gave has been spent."

So much money to spend? Lan He didn't know the specific purchasing power of Yuanbao in the underworld, but he knew that ordinary people burned paper for the deceased, and burned about four knives at a time.

The ingot he folded was even better, and it was too fast to be considered an old white.

Lan He thought about the family dramas she had acted in, and couldn't help but say, "You think I'm an ATM."

Old Bai: "It's a money printing machine."

Lan He: "..."

He said speechlessly: "Forget it, it's almost done, you can wait for me to finish the work here and go back with me to get the money."

Lan He has been preparing for the audition for the past two days while stacking ingots for Song Qinmin and Lao Bai. He even made some handmade incense.

Old Bai's dead man's face had a smug look again, which was extraordinarily strange.

Lan He looked at the already messy crew: "Okay, let's talk later, I'm in a hurry!"

...

"How could this be? Not breathing, really not breathing!"

"Don't touch him, I'll call an ambulance!"

"Is there really no need for artificial respiration? I learned a little."

Lan He opened his eyes slowly, and said (deliberately) with a full air: "I'm fine, I don't need to call an ambulance."

When everyone saw him wake up, their tensed heartstrings loosened, and they even wanted to thank God, but they fainted for a while, and they fainted out of the drama.

I was out of breath just now and scared them so badly, was afraid something would happen.

What's this... It's cold when you say death.

"Is it all right? Would you like to go to the hospital? Just now, I was unconscious, and my voice was weird." Wang Mao said worriedly. If Lan He is not in good health, no matter how good his acting skills are, he will not dare to use it. The crew themselves often work intensively.

A little too hard just now, Lan He adjusted the position of her voice: "Is there something wrong, didn't I just say that I will perform and die?"

Everyone: "..."

They didn't quite believe their own understanding, meaning, that was part of the performance just now?

how could it be possible! It's cold, it's cold! !

His lips are also white, the blood on his face is gone, and his heartbeat can't be felt with his hands anyway. Obviously, his body will be stiff after a while.

Lan He felt that it was very difficult, and she had to make up a reason, "I... I have practiced yoga, but I controlled my breathing rate, and it was very low and very weak. It seemed to be unconscious, but it was really just a performance."

Yoga? And such a mysterious function?

Everyone really couldn't believe this statement for a while... If there was something strange about Lan He, they might still believe it.

Wang Mao said suspiciously: "You didn't wake up no matter how I told you, are you really... dizzy?"

"The performance isn't over yet. The deceased doesn't respond. I'm just showing this state." Lan He glanced at the money-hungry old Bai, who was still standing beside him, and said calmly, "I just touched Mao Mao. I hit twice and said I was cold, and then Director Wang said..."

He told everyone what they had done and said one by one. After all, although he entered a state of suspended animation just now, his soul was still in the room, and while talking to Lao Bai, he also brought everything into his eyes.

After hearing what Lan He said, everyone gradually believed, but their expressions were full of inconceivable.

You've been in the industry for so long, and you've never seen an actor who can perform a corpse to this level, and if it's a little bit closer, they'll call an ambulance.

"I thought you wanted to make a joke, but I didn't expect it, but it's actually a trick!" Wang Mao relaxed and thought of something, "I think I've seen it on the Internet before, saying that foreign yoga masters are in a state of suspended animation. Years, dug up and resurrected... I thought it was a legend, but it actually has a realistic basis. How many years have you practiced? Is it difficult to practice?"

Lan He said dryly: "It's difficult to practice, it depends on your talent."

"It's amazing." The producers couldn't help but applaud, "It's so real, it's amazing. If you want me to say, if Lan He is chosen for our role, we should take a long shot for his stunt. Wait for him. After the character receives the boxed lunch, he pats it and sees if netizens can find out if he is breathing."

Lan He: "...Hahahaha." He pondered in his heart that the producer was satisfied with what he meant, right?

The producer's words made the atmosphere that was gradually relaxed can be called cheerful, and everyone was talking about it.

Wang Mao also laughed: "Then Lan He's body should be very soft, can you split a fork to see? Can your legs go around your head?"

Lan He: "..."

... Lies to harm others and harm themselves!

In fact, it is not impossible to force a split, but he may not be able to close it again after splitting.

Lan He reluctantly smiled: "Those are all tricks of the worms, you have seen all the tricks, and also see what the tricks of the worms do."

I saw that the man in the peaked cap took off his hat and interjected lightly: "This move is really amazing."

It's nothing more than everyone else. He already knew the identity of this person. Lan He inadvertently saw his face, but was stunned, "...Liu Chunyang, Director Liu Chunyang?!"

With Liu Chunyang's popularity, even if Lan He didn't search in advance, or showed it to any young man on the street, he could still recognize him.

Lan He didn't know much about it, but Wang Mao and Liu Chunyang were actually classmates in the past. They were only filming TV dramas and filming the other. It was not surprising that they appeared on the other side's crew.

Liu Chunyang was already somewhat interested in Lan He, but his death just now left a deep impression on him, and he immediately said: "Your performance was good just now, I have a play in preparation, you want to Don't try it out?"

Lan He was excited. Liu Chunyang loved to use the old team so much, he was able to use new people, and he took the initiative to invite him. It was very rare!

Before Lan He could speak, Wang Mao immediately said, "Hey, is there such a thing as our crew selection?"

Lan He immediately calmed down a bit, yes, he came to try Wang Mao's play today.

Liu Chunyang said: "Then another day, let's add a WeChat."

Wang Mao: "..."

The producer smiled and said: "Director Wang, Director Liu, don't scare other people's children. Lan He, don't be afraid, these two crews may not necessarily meet at the same time, you should try the movie, they are Lao Ji. It's just friends bickering."

In fact, they also know that although they haven't decided yet, they just took a first look at Lan He, and Liu Chunyang didn't say what role to try. But under the same conditions, anyone would choose Liu Chunyang and the movie.

At the same time, Lan He also knew that a single intention does not mean that they are all settled. Based on his experience, it is not impossible that the last two are empty. Now I think I should choose Liu Chunyang or Wang Mao. This is not the same as which university you wanted to choose in the top 2 when you were a child. You think too much...

He said honestly: "Thank you two directors for the opportunity."

On Wang Mao's side, they basically passed the primary election. They should still consider it, seek the opinion of the chief producer, and may even ask for a re-examination before deciding.

Liu Chunyang also added a WeChat with Lan He, saying that he would go back and send him a scene and make another time to try the scene.

In fact, Liu Chunyang has not officially started casting, and the main actors are still in contact, but after seeing Lan He, he feels that it fits a bit with a villain in his new play.

Lan He's dying scene intrigued him, and the dying scene he wrote for the villain also required delicate and tense performances. Although Lan He was going to try Wang Mao's play, Liu Chunyang felt that it was a bit close to what he wanted.

Lan He doesn't look like the villain, and he even looks cute when he smiles, but Liu Chunyang's image in his heart is precisely that his appearance is not related to the villain, so there is a contrast, which is another point of his satisfaction.

But Liu Chunyang had to try again to judge whether Lan He was able to complete other parts of the role, so he gave Lan He a more representative scene.

...

After rejecting Director Wang's request to see his legs go around his neck again, he bid farewell to everyone, and Lan He took the subway back. By the way, also sent WeChat to the company to tell the company about the situation. They attached great importance to it and asked Lan He if he wanted to find a teacher in a hurry. Lan He also declined.

Lao Bai stood beside him and said with emotion, "We were the only ones who walked underground before."

There were a lot of people in the subway. Lan He leaned on the pole and looked straight ahead calmly, as if he couldn't see Lao Bai at all.

Old Bai once again saw his ability to pretend to be stupid, "Hey, is this an actor?"

Lan He took Lao Bai to his apartment and met the tenant next door in the elevator, a man in his twenties and thirties in a Tang suit. He moved here later than Lan He. They had two apartments on one ladder. The two of them had been neighbors for more than half a year.

"Long time no see, I thought you moved out." The neighbor recognized Lan He and greeted him with a smile.

Lan He pressed the elevator and said, "I'm on a business trip, I just came back the day before yesterday."

He raised his hand, revealing a wrist, and there was a red circle on the white wrist.

Neighbors caught a glimpse of the scary-looking mark, "Ouch, what's wrong with you?"

"It's alright, just strangle it." Lan He said vaguely, the red mark was not there, but he wrapped the ecstasy cable he had sent here, and when he woke up, he found that there were red marks on his wrist, neither swelling nor pain, It's okay.

When I was about to reach the floor, the neighbor answered the phone and said: "...Boss, it sounds like a ghost, and it has already been eyeing you, obviously looking for a substitute... Well, it's very troublesome, you need to add Money."

Lan He and Lao Bai could not help but slowly turn their heads and look at their neighbors.

When the neighbor saw him, he still had a weird look on his face. He quickly covered his phone and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm a liar."

Lan He: "..."

Old Bai: "..."

After entering the house, Lao Bai said, "Is that neighbor of yours also an actor?"

Lan He: "...how to say?"

Lao Bai said, "I have the smell of a Gu ghost on my body, but I pretended not to be able to see me and said I was a liar."

Lan He is from Hunan Province, and his mother is of Miao ethnicity, but his degree of Sinicization is quite high, and he himself is registered as Han. There used to be a cult of witchcraft, and he often heard stories about the worms, so it wasn't unusual, but he really hadn't noticed that the neighbors were gu-keepers, "It's probably because I'm afraid, or maybe I think he's crazy. "

He didn't care what the neighbors were doing, and said to Lao Bai, "Stand here and don't move, I'll go get some money."

Old Bai wondered why he had to stand and not be allowed to sit.

Lan He took out all the incense made from the Yuanbao he folded. These ingredients were bought with Song Qinmin's money.

Compared with the moldy and inferior incense that Song Qinmin enjoyed before, the incense made by Lan He is an old recipe left by grandfather. , the sun is just right.

He piled ingots and incense sticks in a basin and burned them.

Old Bai was paralyzed on the sofa eating incense, showing a look of extreme enjoyment. This is... handcrafted, the formula is so delicious, it makes him fluttering. After a long while, he said in a dreamy voice: "You can give me some more cattle and horses, it will be useful..."

"It's okay to give you a discount, you have to promise me that you can't call my soul casually in the future." Lan He said.

Lao Bai didn't expect Lan He to agree so easily, which is much more laborious than stacking ingots, so he naturally agreed, "Yes, yes!"

When Lan He got Old Bai's affirmative reply, he took a stack of yellow paper and folded it.

Lao Bai looked at the size of the yellow paper and knew why Lan He agreed so easily. Generally, a clothes maker needs to use bamboo strips as the skeleton to make paper kraft paper horses, and the paper paste is formed, which is very troublesome.

But the method of transforming shape is actually in the spirit and the bone method.

If the bone technique is mastered well, even the cut pieces of paper can be turned into cows and horses, and the size is not the key.

Although Lan He did not cut paper for animals, the paper in his hand was the size of a palm, and it was gradually folded and formed in his hand, which was much easier than an ordinary clothesmaker.

——Lan He's grandfather did this in the past when he wanted to save trouble, but most of the time, even if he could save trouble, he had to make it bigger and more refined. Because in addition to serving the netherworld, it is also necessary to serve the face of the netherworld.

Lan He folded and thought about the script Liu Chunyang gave him. He didn't know any perverted villains. He had watched a lot of movies and TV dramas, but he thought that Lao Bai might have seen the real one, so he collected the material, "You said, What are the characteristics of a pervert who ignores life?"

"There are too many, evil people, evil ghosts... they are all different." Old Bai was so comfortable with his feet crossed, cigarettes circled in circles, and he was sucked away, "It seems that I was ordered to catch a serious ghost back then. Harm people, do evil after death, and the body is full of blood..."

Lao Bai said gradually, and finally said: "If there is a chance, I will take you to see the evil ghost, and you will know."

After the incense was finished, he got up and put away the ingot, and said, "I'll go first, and the ox and horse will bring it back to me."

For the people in the underworld, "burning" and "carrying" actually mean the same thing.

"Okay." Lan He originally just wanted to do some paperwork, and was unwilling to go out. But now that the role he is trying to figure out, he has a little idea of ​​wanting to meet Lao Bai again, and it is shallow on paper.

Lao Bai was gone, Lan He continued to fold the paper horse, and finally there was only one piece of paper left, so he tore it open and folded it into a little donkey.

done. Lan He poured a glass of water to drink. It was almost twelve o'clock, but when he heard a great movement outside, Lan He's water was spilled on the table.

What happened, Lan He wiped a wet little donkey, got up and went to the door to look at the cat's eye.

I saw the neighbor met a few hours ago was outside, with blood on his arms, his door was wide open, and it was vaguely seen that the entrance was in a mess.

Lan He watched calmly for three seconds, and asked across the door, "Dude, are you alright?"

He moved his nose and smelled a faint stench.

"No, it's fine, I fell! You don't have to come out!" the neighbor shouted.

Lan He: "I didn't plan to come out, but if you keep arguing, I'll call the property."

Neighbor:"……"

The neighbor's face looks a little distorted in the cat's eyes, or maybe it's really distorted.

He leaned against the wall and tried to go up the stairs, but the elevator door slammed open, a dark green sleeve stuck out, and dragged him in, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

Then, with a bang, the elevator door slammed shut again.

Lan He frowned, green? New ghosts only wear white, and they can wear colors for a long time, while bright solid colors such as red and green are not simply worn, they must be serious ghosts. Li Gui, he suddenly thought of what his neighbor said in the elevator during the day.

Lan He turned around and took out a piece of paper, wrote a line of words and burned it, that is, sending a letter to Lao Bai.

But Lao Bai might not be able to come at the moment, maybe he can only come and take the neighbors on the road.

Lan He didn't like to deal with the underworld, and by chance, she formed a character of impermanence, not helpless. After thinking about it, she simply cut a mask and threw herself on the sofa. The skills of impermanence, the place is cool... No, the soul is separated.

...

Lan He's mask covered most of his face, and his eyes were also covered by the shadow of the top hat that was deliberately pressed down. Seeing that the elevator stopped on the first floor, he hurriedly descended the stairs, and it floated very quickly.

There were only dim lights in the parking lot, the elevator was still on this floor, the door was closed, he stepped forward and pressed the button.

The elevator door was ravaged and opened slowly with a clack...

The neighbor was sitting in the blood stains, still angry, but his consciousness was not very clear.

The looming stench is still there...

Lan He was looking at him vigilantly, and saw that he suddenly raised his face, and a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his bloody face. He didn't look like a human at all, and he was obviously possessed.

At the same time, Lan He's cheek was brushed by something, and when he glanced down, he saw long black hair, and someone behind him said coldly, "Irregularity? Another meddling..."

Lan He's tone was almost indescribable, as if every word was full of blood and resentment.

So...not just one Specter, but two? Moreover, they were so violent that they even dared to provoke evil.

Before Lao Bai came, Lan He was just a new part-time job, and he was thinking about how to save the neighbor's life while protecting himself.

"Misunderstanding, I was just passing by." Lan He said slowly.

"Hee... Mr. Impermanence really knows how to joke." The long hair is no wind, and Lan He's face is blurred again.

Lan He turned around slowly, "Look at my hat."

I saw a woman in red standing behind her, one red and one green like the previous one.

In terms of face, in fact, there is no horror that Lan He has seen with special effects makeup on the set, but the blood is too strong, making Lan He's sensitive nose almost unbearable.

When Xiaohong saw the words written on Lan He's hat, she couldn't help but read it out: "Have you come?"

WTF.

Specter looked confused.

Lan He held up her hat and said, "Have you never seen this slogan? Although I am a yin, you should know that there are many types of work in the yin, and this situation is not under my control."

Xiaohong questioned: "How can there be idlers who don't care about things."

The neighbor who was possessed by Xiaolu also asked, "Which company and which prison are you under?"

Lan He's face was sincere: "From the cooking class."