Chapter 12: [Finish]
"Come, come, everybody drip some blood into the basin."
Except for Zhang Yuming, the actors gathered around the table.
First they cut the palms of their hands, and then they dripped some blood into the basin of water.
The blood that flowed from the bodies of different people was stirred and dissolved into the clear water.
After that, everyone drank a little of the blood-dissolving water.
"Wow!"
"Why does it stink, garbage guy, what kind of lamp oil do you have?"
"What lamp oil? It's corpse oil! β
"This thing is very difficult, and I also asked a few friends who like to play psychic games to get it, and it cost hundreds of dollars."
"Don't say it, don't say it, quickly hold your hands and close your eyes."
A group of people held hands and formed a circle.
On the table in the center of the circle, an old oil lamp was lit.
The fishy smell of corpse oil was ignited by the flames, turning into a pale yellow smoke escaping in the air, and being inhaled into the nose by several people.
"Like, there's nothing, when you close your eyes, it's pitch black, and you can't see anything."
"I saw it, I saw it, there was a female ghost."
"Eh, eh! I also saw it, there was a female ghost wearing red clothes! β
"Garbage guy, I'm a little scared."
"Don't, don't open your eyes, she'll entangle you as soon as you open your eyes!"
A group of people clenched the palms of the others next to them, closed their eyes tightly, and talked about the female ghost they saw in the dark.
And sitting on the sofa farther away, Zhang Yuming, who did not participate in the psychic game, stood up suddenly.
He strode over to the group and blew on the oil lamp.
"Stop playing!"
"Don't even play!"
"Let go of your hands, open your eyes, don't play, something is wrong!"
Zhang Yuming roared in a low voice while observing the woman in blue who suddenly appeared beside everyone with the peripheral vision of his eyes.
Yes, blue clothes.
It's not the red clothes in a few people's mouths.
He has psychic eyes, and since he was a child, he can see things that ordinary people can't see.
This game really attracts ghosts!
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"Click!"
With the scene recording of the clapperboard, the shooting of this scene to the end ends.
And the end of this shooting also means that it is finished.
"Bang!"
"It's done, it's done."
"Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."
The closing shoot was short, less than a week.
After the sound of the salute, the crew of the old corpse in the mountain village completed all the filming work in a rental house.
Officially finished.
The happy Lu Zhengyi walked around the rental house, arching his hands and thanking the staff who packed up the props and equipment.
When he walked to the actors' pile, he took the flowers from the theater staff next to him.
"Come on, come on, Teacher Chang."
"Allie, and yours."
"Xiao Ming......"
Lu Zhengyi prepared flowers for each leading actor without discrimination.
As for the specifications of the flowers, he did not distinguish.
This is a small crew, and no one among the actors has the ability to give anyone a face, so everyone doesn't know what coffee positions and fan positions are too clear.
"Thank you."
Chang Zhengwei politely took the flowers, and his face was a little excited.
But compared to the others, his excitement seemed a little calmer.
"Woo woo, thank you Director Lu."
Yu Li took the flowers, burst into tears, and hugged Lu Zhengyi.
This is her first time in the group, and the first time is always unforgettable.
Next to him, Zhang Yuming and other actors are the same.
After receiving the flowers, he hugged the director Lu Zhengyi uncontrollably.
In addition to Chang Zhengwei, this is the first time they can accompany a crew to shoot from beginning to end, and even when it is finished, someone can send flowers.
And the person who sent the flowers was not a drama, but the director personally handed it over.
This attention has touched these small characters who have long forgotten what it is like to be 'valued'.
"If you want to finish the banquet, you have to wait for a while."
"When the time comes, I will notify everyone in the WeChat group."
"If you want to, and you have the time to come, you can participate, of course, this is not mandatory."
Lu Zhengyi looked at them with a smile.
He liked the excitement very much.
If you are happy, you can have a follow-up.
If this is a sullen filming, it may not be possible to continue to cooperate later.
"Hey, can we still have a finale feast?"
Zhang Yuming was a little surprised.
But as soon as the words came out, Yu Li next to him tugged at his arm.
Zhang Yuming's brain, which was originally a little excited and couldn't think, turned back and looked at Lu Zhengyi with a smile.
"Although we are a small crew, we still have to have something as important as the finale banquet."
Lu Zhengyi didn't feel anything, "And this is also a good opportunity for publicity, when the time comes, I should invite some reporters to come." β
"There are also some seniors I know more well in the circle who may also be invited."
"And, of course, my father."
The resources that can be used, who doesn't use it, who is stupid.
Which of those second generations who shout about self-reliance all day long is really self-made?
Q: Where does the start-up capital come from? Pocket money saved on weekdays.
Second question: How much have you saved? That is, one or two million, not a lot.
What does it matter if the three questions are gone? It doesn't matter, it's just that some uncles and uncles are willing to help.
Moreover, now Lu Zhengyi is relying on them.
In the future, it will definitely have to be returned.
There is borrowing and repaying, and it is not difficult to borrow again.
But when these few words came out, not only Yu Li, these young people were a little eager.
Even Chang Zhengwei is upright.
Lu Zhengyi: "So, if you want to finish the banquet, I still hope you can take the time to come." β
Chang Zhengwei was the first to speak, "Definitely, definitely going to go." β
Regardless of whether he would have other trips at that time, he gave a direct reply.
"Me too, I must go."
Yu Li hurriedly followed.
"This is the first time I've been invited to the finale banquet, Brother Lu, I'm already crying."
Zhang Yuming is also dumbfounded.
The same is true for the other leading actors.
Lu Zhengyi's connections, they don't have to think about how rich they are.
Being able to show his face in front of such a group of people is much more useful than trying to play tricks and mix roles in various crews.
"Don't be too impressed."
Lu Zhengyi patted Zhang Yuming's shoulder, not looking at them to talk more.
After a few words, he was leaving, "I'll go see the others first." β
"By the way, there is also a bouquet of flowers here, which is beautiful for the Chu people."
"You'll help send it over, okay?"
The faces of several people who were still full of enthusiasm stiffened.
After a while, Chang Zhengwei stretched out his palm and took the flowers, "No problem, Director Lu." β
Others, however, did not refuse.
Seeing such a group of people walking towards Chu Renmei in the corner, Lu Zhengyi's eyes became more and more satisfied.
But soon, he stopped paying attention to these actors.
Instead, he turned around and talked to the theater crew who were packing up the equipment, leaving their contact information.
Actors are the faΓ§ade, engaged in front-stage work.
But photographers, makeup artists, props ...... These drama crews, who are behind the scenes, are equally important to Lu Zhengyi.
A good director needs to have his own common team.
Looking at a good book, as soon as he beckons, these capable people can come from all over the world and accompany him for a few months or a year.
And the staff members who can stay until now and know the truth about Chu Renmei are all people who Lu Zhengyi likes in terms of ability and character, and is willing to cooperate for a long time.