I don't know how long it took to shake violently, and the door opened.

Slowly unscrewing the secret door on the other side, the light from the outside entered the capsule, and Xu Chunqiu squinted his eyes unconsciously.

The sun was shining outside the time machine, and the van that had brought them over was parked outside.

"Click, recording is over!"

Greeted by the camera teacher's lens and long-lasting applause, the staff with work badges were waiting for them outside, and the program PD was also among them.

"It's over, it's over, it's hard work, teachers!"

The extras who played the NPC chased them all the way, and at this time, they were out of breath and unscrewed the mineral water bottle and blew on the bottle, the actor who played Zhou Shutong, the big-hat officer who led people to surround them not long after the opening, and the Wu housekeeper of the Lu Mansion were all there.

Lu Xiu's gaze quickly swept through the crowd, as if he was looking for something.

"Lu Jin!"

He strode forward after a figure and shouted.

The man did not respond to him.

Lu Xiu unconsciously pinched the photo in the pocket of his suit.

The photo is black and white, the photo paper has been worn by the program team, slightly yellowed, and he found it by chance in the secret room at the beginning.

They don't look like each other, but they give people a feeling that is difficult to let go of for a long time.

Lu Xiu repeated, blocking her way: "Please wait, Lu Jin, please wait." ”

The actress known as "Lu Jin" turned around, and only then did she realize that it was she who Lu Xiu had stopped.

She looked at Lu Xiu's gaze a little blankly, her eyebrows raised slightly, and she was very puzzled: "...... Mr. Lu, are you looking for me?" Lu Xiu's heart "chuckled", just for a moment, the surging mood sank, and no longer set off the slightest wave.

The actress turned around, and the costume on her body had not yet had time to change, the white dress, the square Mary Jane shoes, and even the pearl earrings on the earlobes were the same as before.

But the state of the whole person is completely different.

She is actually not like Lu Jin at all.

What kind of feeling was that, like a bucket of cold water being poured on the head, and all the words were stuck in the throat and couldn't be spoken.

The program team found a competent and good actor.

The script of "Old Things in Peking" is over, and the actress who plays Lu Jin comes out of the role, and her every expression and action is acted.

Lu Xiu's expression darkened, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

He had so many questions in his mind, but he didn't know who to talk to.

After a while, he let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Is it convenient for me to show me your script?"

The actress signed an agreement with the crew, and any information during the recording of the show must not be leaked to the outside world, otherwise she will be fully responsible for any negative impact.

She hesitated, a little unsure if she could show this to Lu Xiu, so she said, "I'm sorry Mr. Lu, I may have to ask the screenwriter about this." ”

"Screenwriter?" Lu Xiu glanced in the direction of Ren Zhong.

The actress shook her head: "No, the script of this episode of the show was not written by Director Ren's team." ”

"The screenwriter of this issue is an old gentleman surnamed Bu, and I don't know where Director Ren found him. She continued, sighing in amazement as she spoke, "This Mr. Bu simply knows everything, and he participates in almost every aspect of the casting of the group performance and the design of the venue. ”

The actress opened the conversation box and talked endlessly, but Lu Xiu's expression remained the same from beginning to end, his brows frowned slightly, and he listened without saying a word.

"The idea of a time machine is simply amazing, it's the first time I've known that escape rooms can be played like this!"

The actress talked emotionally for a while, and finally remembered the matter: "Mr. Lu, if you want to meet the screenwriter......"

"Eh, where's Mr. Bu?" she looked around, but couldn't find the figure of the operator, "He's obviously still here just now......"

At the same time, there is a lot of responsibility on this side.

"Mr. Bu is not there?" Ren Chong gathered in front of the monitoring screen, called up the conversation between Bu Operator and Lu Xiu, and watched it over and over again, and had already conceived at least three or four versions of the editing plan in his heart, and was about to invite Bu Operator over to discuss it.

But I heard the assistant director reply: "I left the group after the recording." ”

Ren Zhong was a little surprised: "People are gone?"

"What about the follow-up editing production," he quickly added, as if he suddenly remembered something, "There is still a pay, and the payment has not yet been settled." ”

He said he didn't want to be paid. ”

The assistant director shook his head and conveyed the meaning of Bu Operator's words to Ren Zhong as it was.

He also said that the post-editing did what you wanted it to do, and that his purpose had been achieved. ”

Ren Zhong was confused and fell on the monitor again, and the fortune operator in the frame pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose against the lens, as if he was looking at him through the lens of the gold wire sunglasses.

What the hell is he trying to do?

What a strange person, Ren Zhong thought.

......

After the recording ended, Xie Lang had other announcement arrangements, and the agent sent a car to pick her up early.

Fu Nanxun and Du Zigui changed their costumes one after the other, and went to the parking lot supporting the film and television park.

The staff has already begun to dismantle the venue, and the extras who play NPCs have changed their costumes, and the built Beiping City is falling apart little by little.

There is still no figure of the fortune operator on the filming set.

Lu Xiu stood in place in a daze, everything that had just happened was as if it was fake.

So what the hell is going on with this script?

Is what just happened really the end of the story?

About Lu Jin, about Zhou Shutong, about Xu Chunqiu, about himself......

He still has too many questions to ask the divination operator.

He saw the figures in front of him coming and going, and the field workers with work cards were busy dealing with the things in their hands, and when they passed by Lu Xiu, their eyes always stayed for a few more seconds.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, are you okay?"

"Mr. Lu, how are you, are you not feeling well?"

"Is there anything you need to help me say at any time?"

“......”

All the polite greetings were rejected by him, and his mind was very chaotic, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts and thoughts were like a ball of tangled yarn, so that people could not figure out a clue.

I don't know how long it took for him to feel his tail finger being gripped in.

The white little hand rubbed lightly in his palm, as if to soothe, and as if coquettish.

It's Xu Chunqiu.