If the director doesn't stop, the play has to continue.

Lu Yanting's back was facing the people, the dangerous position with his knees on his knees, no one noticed at all, the camera only focused on his face, as if he wanted to capture every pore very clearly.

"That's all it takes?" Wang Yichuan suddenly smiled evilly on his indifferent face, "I thought you would grow a lot if you went abroad."

Jian Ran pretended to be immobilized by being pressed, and looked surprised, "You, how do you know that I just came back from abroad?!"

Before the complicated and confusing case unfolded, a smell of dog blood came oncoming.

That's right, the two male protagonists have known each other since childhood and went to the same middle school.

Because Gu Fanxing's parents divorced, he was forced to follow his father to study abroad. He didn't return to China until he learned that his biological mother had died in a fire as an adult.

"Say it again, what's your name?!" Gu Fanxing suddenly seemed to have opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Wang Yichuan." Lu Yanting stared at that shockingly beautiful face, an unstoppable impulse grew in his chest,

He really wanted to kiss her, to taste what it was like.

"Grass, it's you bastard!" Gu Fanxing suddenly struggled violently, taking the opportunity to squeeze his elbow on Wang Yichuan's stomach in a daze, the latter bent over in pain and took a few steps back.

"Cut!" Feng Xianghui stood up excitedly, "Jian Ran, how can you add drama by yourself?!"

"It's not written in the script that you fight back!"

Qin Xiao hurriedly ran towards Lu Yanting, "Brother Lu, are you alright?"

Jian Ran didn't take it seriously, "Director, I'm just improvising, you don't need to be so excited,"

"Original character design is strong, Gu Fanxing is not an easy target, how could he be willing to be rubbed against the wall all the time?"

"Isn't it too weak?"

My lifeblood is threatened, if I don't do anything, I'll be really panicked!

When Feng Xianghui heard this at first, he thought it made sense.

But, that's not right, "Even if you want to add drama, you can't use it for real?!"

With that said, he turned to Lu Yanting and asked with concern, "Yanting, are you okay? If you don't feel well, tell me, let's go directly to the hospital!"

At this time, Lu Yanting had already stood up straight, with a smile on his lips, "I think Jian Ran's addition is good, it shows Gu Fanxing's irritable, crazy and reckless personality."

Feng Xianghui, "????"

I asked you again if it hurt you to be beaten, but you praised the perpetrator... Is there a serious illness?!

However, after Yingdi Lu's remarks, he seemed to think that the shot just now was good, so he sat down and called up the replay of the shot just now without saying anything.

The more look at it, the more feel satisfied.

Jian Ran's acting skills suddenly became less embarrassing, her rebelliousness seemed to be imprinted in her mind, and it was naturally displayed on her face.

The counterattack action is also very neat and beautiful, as if it has been practiced...

"This one is fine, next shot."

Lu Yanting walked back to Jian Ran, and the latter gave him unkind eyes, as if warning him, 'You don't dare to do anything wrong first, be careful I'll kill you.'

Lu Yanting smiled slightly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "I didn't mean it."

I did it on purpose.

The time is getting later and later, and the temperature in the morgue is getting lower and lower.

The next scene is very exciting, and the white cloth covering the corpse needs to be lifted, and Gu Fanxing, played by Jian Ran, will explain in detail.

And Liu Ya led the dean, and stood side by side with Wang Yichuan, next to the mortuary bed.

The camera will zoom in, take a close-up of the corpse, and freeze for a few seconds.

In fact, nothing happened, it was just a still picture, but the effect would enhance the horror atmosphere.

In addition, a special mention, the corpse is a real corpse...

The cowardly crew members had quietly evacuated, and Feng Xianghui didn't stop him. Once he was involved in filming, he was in a state of selflessness.

The thriller and suspense genre is the first attempt, so Feng Xianghui plans to do it himself.

He carried the camera and slowly approached Jian Ran, then zoomed in on the corpse, and the bloodless face was right in front of him.

It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid. Feng Xianghui almost couldn't resist the camera, and he couldn't help shaking when his legs softened. Fortunately, Special Assistant Qin was behind him and held his waist so that he wouldn't fall to the ground.

Jian Ran, "..."

Cowardly like this, how many thrillers do you make?!

Later, if the corpse opens its eyes, won't it scare you half to death?!

With contempt in his heart, he put on the white gloves beside the mortuary bed, pointed to the black stripes on the neck of the deceased, and was about to speak.

But out of nowhere, a wild cat sprang out, howling like a spring, attracting everyone's attraction.

Only Feng Xianghui didn't have time to raise his head and stared at the monitor intently.

Suddenly, he froze, his throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, Fili Bara squeezed out a little volume in panic,

"Open, open your eyes!"

"The corpse opened its eyes!"

Feng Xianghui couldn't hold on any longer, and fell directly into Qin Xiao's arms, his face turned pale with fright, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

"What nonsense?" Jian Ran swung his arms and closed the corpse's eyes with white gloves, "Are you presbyopic?"

Yu Zhuo, who played the role of the female policewoman, turned her head and swept the face of the deceased calmly, "Director Feng, you are indeed dazzled."

"Yes, is it?" Feng Xianghui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with one free hand, "Let me see again?"

The camera hadn't had time to turn on, he was just looking for an angle, and he couldn't even watch the replay if he wanted to.

Feng Xianghui stood up tremblingly, like a frightened rabbit, slowly poked his head out, and saw that the eyes of the corpse were indeed closed.

He just let out a long breath, and just about to say something, he heard Jian Ran say, "Let's stop here for tonight's shooting,"

"It's quite late, and the corpse has to rest."

Even if Jian Ran didn't propose to call it a day, Feng Xianghui was so scared that he had no energy left, and was going to find an excuse to slip away and return to the dormitory slowly.

"Okay, anyway, the first day of filming, there is no need to rush, everyone go back to sleep first." He pretended to be calm and handed over the camera to the other staff members, and walked with strength, trying not to be seen so frightened that his legs went limp.

Jian Ran was not in a hurry, and kept pointing to the forehead of the corpse with her white-gloved fingertips.

Yu Zhuo glanced at him, and asked in a cold voice, "Aren't you leaving?"

"You guys go first, I'm in the back." Jian Ran's lips curled up in an unruly arc.

Yu Zhuo nodded, and walked towards the door of the mortuary together with another actor who played the role of the dean.

Lu Yanting didn't move, Jian Ran glared at him, "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for roommate," Lu Yanting raised his eyebrows, "Shouldn't it?"

Jian Ran, "..." Grass, there is really nothing wrong with it.

He glanced at the door of the mortuary, and saw that the people had almost left, so he withdrew his hand. As a result, the deceased who was lying on the mortuary bed suddenly opened his eyes, sat up slowly and stiffly,

The white cloth slipped from the chest, revealing the sinister traces of stitches.

It seemed to want to growl, and opened its mouth to show its teeth, but in the next second it was caught off guard by a headshot.

Jian Ran's elegant voice sounded,

"Did I wake you up?!"