When his wrist was clutched, Xiao Ye's heart was like ashes, and he regretted that he didn't listen to the reminder of the voice, so he knelt down at the door, but he didn't dare to look up again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After that, everyone saw it, when Director He and the crew arrived, Xiao Ye's hand was just on the doorknob, and only Xiao Ye himself could see the terrifying scene. Old her, the female No. 3, is the one who encounters the most strange things in the building. Objectively speaking, her courage and tenacity are still very admirable, everyone persuaded her, making her believe that this is just an illusion caused by high mental tension, and with the support of the staff, Xiao Ye went downstairs to rest.

Wu Photography walked next to Director He, but there was a look of joy on his face. "Director He, I just watched the film, this paragraph is very good, Xiao Ye's performance is absolutely post-actor, let's change the storyboard book, and make up a close-up in the future, no need to reshoot at all. ”

Director He returned to the monitor, looked at it silently, and nodded, "Yes, Lao Wu, it's more brilliant than the bathroom section, just shoot more when you feel it, and cut it slowly in the later stage, even if you make up a few shots later." ”

It seems that Producer Lin is right, the three of them have established a solid offensive and defensive alliance for this epoch-making film, and I can see from the filming schedule of the movie that the next scene is half past seven in the evening, which is the scene of the new actor. I approached the crew, borrowed a flashlight from them, and prepared to go to the basement.

The structure of the Red Mansion is very different from the Soviet-style architecture that later became popular in Beijing, although it is not as tall and majestic as the latter, in fact, each room is very spacious, while the Soviet-style building is the opposite, the common parts are large, and the rooms are cramped. It may be that the functional needs of the two cultures are different. I went down to the basement and found that it was much larger than I had imagined.

Because there were a few scenes to be filmed in the basement, the drama staff simply cleaned up the place, and seven or eight wooden boxes were piled up in a corner of the basement, leaving enough space for setting up the camera. The wall that was cut open by the original female No. 4 was not repaired by the crew in the northeast corner, but was blocked with a large wooden box. Pushing open the wooden box, the hole was revealed, and several pieces of wooden walls at the entrance of the cave should have been lifted by great force, and there were dark red blood stains left on it, it was hard to imagine that this was a woman who opened the hole with her bare hands.

A meter square behind this hole, there was supposed to be a door, but it was later bricked to death, and judging by the bricks of the wall and the way it was built, it seems to have been very rushed. I turned on my flashlight, bent over, and crawled inside. It can be seen that no one has been in or out since the passage here was bricked to death, and the dust accumulated is very thick. The crew who went in before should have pushed the broken bricks, tools and planks discarded in the passage to both sides while climbing, but after climbing a few steps, they would still feel stuffy in their chests and out of breath.

Fortunately, the passage was more than a meter high, and I could barely sit up, so I rested for a few minutes, waited for the dust to slowly fall, and continued to climb inside. Following the light of the flashlight, looking ahead, not far away is the dark basement, which should be a large space. As the crew said, this passage is not long, only a dozen meters.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of clothes rubbing against the ground behind me, very slightly. When I stopped, the sound stopped, and as I crawled forward, the voice came back to me, but it seemed to be getting closer and closer to me.

I turned my head sharply, and the flashlight shone into the passage behind me, and more than a meter away from me, the black, fluffy, hair-like thing moved, and stopped. Before I could speak, the black fluffy thing spread out to both sides and slowly stood up. My heart tightened, and the person who went down to touch the gold was most afraid of encountering corpses or other unclean things in the narrow thief hole, and he couldn't dodge or fight back, so he could only crawl forward, hoping that the thing wouldn't catch up with you for a while. Fortunately, that thing is behind you, and if you touch it in front, it will be a dead death.

I made up my mind, used my hands and feet, and crawled forward as fast as I could. At this time, a familiar voice sounded behind him, "Uncle Chang, slow down, wait for me." I hurriedly used a flashlight to take a picture behind me again, the black shadow was already half-upright, and the long hair that was scattered was also pulled behind it, and a delicate face emerged, who is it not Cheng Manlin?

"Cheng Manlin, why did you come in? This is not where you should be. I handed the flashlight to my left hand, and the person had already entered the room to ask, and stretched out my right hand to pull Cheng Manlin out of the passage.

"Uncle Chang, I don't have to worry about it with you, I see you go down to the basement, and there is no play for me tonight, so I want to help you. What the hell is in here, and why did the actress open the hole and not come in?" Cheng Manlin also took out a small flashlight and shone it in the room.

The room was about the size of a basement, with a dozen large wooden boxes piled up in the middle of the room, covered in dust. I carefully shone my flashlight around, and there seemed to be no other way.

"Xiao Cheng, that actor unconsciously opened this secret passage, something must be reminding us that there is something abnormal in this room. Since there are no other pathways around, the secret must be in these chests. "My voice wasn't loud, but it still had a big echo in the slightly empty basement.

I found an iron rod about two feet long from the corner of the basement, and with great difficulty, I could pry one open, and the moment the lid was opened, a stream of dust came out of it, and it seemed that the wooden box had never been opened since it was nailed.

When the dust settled, we shone a flashlight into the box. The contents of the box were very full, but they were all carefully wrapped in tung oil paper, one by one, square. Cheng Manlin used a flashlight to help me shine it, and I carefully opened the top package slowly.

The paper bag appeared to be a suit of clothes, which was at least a few decades old, but still as new. The fabric is very high-end brocade, and it is also embroidered with exquisite ornaments, which does not look like ordinary everyday clothing, but like a costume. I took out a few paper bags from below and opened them, all of them were all kinds of clothes, from cheongsam to suits to robes and horse coats, everything, and there were several sets of military uniforms and police uniforms from the Republic of China period at the bottom.

"Uncle Chang, these costumes should be used during filming, and the workmanship is very good. Cheng Manlin said while watching from the side. "The investment in movies during the Republic of China was not large, and the crew could afford such good costumes, so it should be a large-budget movie. ”

"Xiao Cheng, if, as you said, these are all costumes and props, don't you think that the Red Chamber may have been a filming location for a crew during the Republic of China?

"Uncle Chang, I think that the crew must have left for unexpected reasons when the filming equipment and props were so well protected, but they must have planned to come back in the future to continue filming. Cheng Manlin was helping me shine on the light while guessing to herself, but I have to admit that her analysis has some truth.

There are a lot of iron frames and lighting equipment in this box, which should also be used for film shooting, and in the later boxes, there are costumes, props, and even dressing boxes, dressing mirrors, various books, some furnishings, and even oil paintings.

But when I opened the fifth box, it was an old-fashioned camera and a lot of sealed film. I picked up the aluminum film box and looked through it, most of it was brand new and unopened, but there were three used ones at the bottom, numbered on the edge of the box.

"Uncle Chang, it's a photographed copy, maybe there will be clues in it. A look of surprise flashed in Cheng Manlin's eyes.

I nodded and said slowly to her: "I didn't tell Producer Lin a few of them in advance, I always feel that these things have a certain connection with the movies we are making now, but a few of them are filming now, don't bother them, I'll find a place to release them and take a look, and then tell them if I want to tell them." ”

Cheng Manlin nodded and said to me with a smile: "I listen to Uncle Chang, but if Uncle Chang doesn't bring me with him when he watches the film, I may leak my mouth when chatting with Producer Lin." ”

I stopped rummaging through this depressing basement, cleaned up briefly, and hurried back. The next day, Cheng Manlin and I secretly took three copies and went to Xiaoxitian outside Xizhimen, where a friend of mine worked for the largest film production company in the country, and he must have had equipment to show this old film.

But when we found that friend, we found that we had thought about it simply, decades had passed since the film was filmed, and although there were certain precautions for copying, the basement of the Red House was too damp, and the film was damp and moldy in many places, and it was difficult to show it without some processing and restoration, and we would probably have to wait a week to see it in full swing.

We returned to the Red House a little frustrated, tacitly agreeing not to talk about copying anymore. In the next few days, Cheng Manlin had to shoot a few rival scenes with the male number one, and she got busy. But Xiao Ye found me, looking like he wanted to talk and stopped, it seemed that he wanted to talk to me.

It can be seen that Xiao Ye was still greatly stimulated by the previous shooting, and although her scene was postponed for a few days, her expression was a little haggard. I deliberately took her out of the Red Mansion and found a very small café to sit down, and in the faint fragrance of coffee, her mood gradually calmed down.

Xiao Ye was drinking coffee and chatting slowly with me, but obviously she didn't think about how to introduce the topic to what she wanted to say, and talked a lot about the ups and downs she encountered when she first started filming. Actually, I still have a good impression of Xiao Ye, although I look a little timid, but I am actually very strong in my heart, otherwise, most actresses will probably run away long ago when they encounter something that happened to her. I simply got straight to the point and took the initiative to ask her a few questions.

"Xiao Ye, I know, whether your basic skills in learning acting are solid or not lies in how you can integrate into the characters in the script, Director He's statement is that you can enter the play quickly, do you have any way to enter the play quickly when you act?"

"Teacher Chang, I'm not a smart actor, my method is very stupid, that is, do enough homework, read more scripts, check more information related to the content of the script, and understand the role in depth. But you also know that in our industry, there are a lot of things like gods and ghosts, in fact, I think that when you want to integrate into a role, you have to forget yourself first, and strive to become that role, I have met a lot of talented actors, and they can't get out when they act, and they become characters in the play, and outsiders look at them as nervous, so everyone in the circle understands that actors are a high-risk industry, and it is difficult for good actors not to be affected by the characters in the play, so there are many accidents and suicides. Xiao Ye paused, obviously thinking about how to express it more easily for me to understand.

(That is, knowing that this body has no body after all, harmony is the phase, reality is the same illusion, the four edges are falsely combined, and there are six roots in vain.) The six roots of the four Chinese and foreign synthesis, vainly have fate and qi accumulate in the middle, as if there is a fate, and the pseudonym is the heart. --"Yuanjue Sutra") (To be continued.) )