"A few days ago, I roughly confirmed and processed all the materials that could be used."

"Now I'm going to do a rough cut, and my intention is that the two timelines are interspersed and done at the same time."

"But this kind of narrative method, if one is not handled well, the whole film will be ruined, because it is too messy."

"We must ensure the smoothness of watching the movie, but not too straightforward, we must give the audience a certain sense of pause, give them enough time to think and get into the plot, not to say, let people guess the ending directly after seeing the beginning."

"As always, each of you has a timeline, a timeline of what happened to Li Ruonan and her team in Chenjia Village six years ago."

"Six years later, the timeline between Li Ruonan and Chen Letong ......"

……

Under the scorching heat,

The shop with the sign of 'Post Studio' was tightly closed.

Inside the room, there are enough tables for a dozen tables, an area the size of a restaurant and a café, and all kinds of equipment with a metallic luster are placed.

Under the 24-degree air conditioning, Xu Feng took Li Feng and Yang Jianwei to carry out the post-processing work according to Lu Zhengyi's opinion.

A few days passed, and they got along fairly well.

"The fruit tea I ordered for you has arrived."

With the ringing of the doorbell, Lu Zhengyi, who was sitting on the sofa and writing something in a notebook, got up to open the door, and then came back with a large bag of fruit tea.

One bottle per person, one liter of super large and super satisfying fruit cup, half sugar and ice.

"Thank you."

Li Feng and the two took it politely.

Before they could put the straw into the bucket, they saw Lu Zhengyi squatting on the side and placing a bottle of milk tea in front of the little black cat.

"Ah Yong, why are you still hot on this hot day."

As he spoke, he also inserted the straw into the milk tea.

Immediately after, the small-looking, floppy little black cat ...... Stand up!

Li Feng and Yang Jianwei's eyes were about to pop out.

I saw the black cat landing on the ground with its feet on its back, its body up, its forelimbs raised high, and it was firmly placed on top of the milk tea, and finally put the straw in its mouth, puffed up, and chewed.

“…… Wow, pearls were added. ”

Li Feng muttered blankly.

He and Yang Jianwei looked at Xu Feng on the other side in a trance.

Seeing that he looked at the material very calmly, slowly, his emotions calmed down.

Forget it, this kind of thing is normal here in Director Lu.

Putting aside the fact that this job is a bit 'unrealistic', the two of them have been quite accustomed to staying these days.

Same as the company's working hours, 9 to 5.

Because it is an expatriate, there is no rest day arranged, but there is an additional allowance, which counts as two salaries.

On top of that, a comfortable environment, good food, and no weird requests......

It's no exaggeration to say that this is paradise.

"Speaking of which, the ......"

However, Li Feng remembered something, turned his head and asked carefully, "Director Lu, do we cut these things here, does it have any effect on the body?" ”

"I mean, it's not often said in film and television dramas that people and ghosts have different paths, and yin and yang are separated."

"We're so ghostly, ......"

He looked around, lowered his voice, and whispered, "Fooling around with ghosts, will it affect your lifespan, health, or something?" ”

"I've been feeling old lately, and I've been getting up a lot at night, and I'm feeling uncomfortable."

They didn't know that Chu Renmei had actually been in this room all along.

"No, I never let her near you."

Lu Zhengyi took his bottle of fruit tea, sat down on the sofa behind them, and while looking at the notebook in front of him, he replied casually, "I said, I invited this ghost, so naturally I can send her away." ”

"Don't worry, the crew has been with her for a year and a half, and her health is great."

"You don't feel comfortable, if it's not psychological, it's that the air conditioner is blowing too much. Go to work in an air-conditioned room, turn on the air conditioner when you go home, the body is damp, it is recommended to bask in the sun more when you have time, exercise and sweat. ”

These are the old problems of office workers.

He believes that even if these two men did not come to work here, they had problems with this before.

It's just that they didn't pay attention at the time.

But with the influence of the medium of 'ghosts', they began to feel that nothing was wrong with them.

"That ......"

Li Feng wanted to ask something.

But it was blocked by Yang Jianwei's eye signal.

'What's wrong?' ’

Li Feng looked at Yang Jianwei suspiciously.

He didn't say anything, but his demeanor could almost convey his heart.

Then, in the lower right corner of Li Feng's computer screen, a text message popped up in the message box.

[Director Lu said that he didn't let her near us.] 】

'Whoosh', just like a cockroach crawling up the back of his pants, and then stepping on it with his powerful calves, from the tail vertebrae all the way to the neck, and then jumping vigorously in the back of his head, Li Feng was instantly dumbfounded.

After reacting, he shuddered, and began to look around suspiciously.

As for their reaction, Lu Zhengyi didn't care.

Time and time again, people always get used to it.

However, while the three of them were busy with rough cutting, Lu Zhengyi didn't keep staring.

He also has his own things to do.

In front of me, on the laptop screen, in the white background document, the title in black font is particularly clear - 'Crew Participation in the Game'

[The crew will be divided into regular players and special players.] 】

[In the absence of the Director, ordinary players are not allowed to easily access special players and special items.] 】

[In case of a special event, you need to report it as soon as possible......]

Referring to the past, Lu Zhengyi reminded the rest of the crew in a subtle way in the WeChat group that the existence of ghosts is not as friendly as they imagined.

On the grounds of 'gaming', he once again wrote down a list of entry instructions.

Compared to the previous simple few paragraphs of the dialog box on the chat box, this time it is more detailed.

"Ghosts do not affect their health", "Not everyone can become a ghost after death", "Special beings are extremely rare", "If you are not human, you cannot be trusted...... All kinds of 'entry rules' that I used to tell one person individually, or what I said to several people, have been integrated.

By the way, there are new rules such as 'do not communicate with special beings unless necessary', 'don't inquire into the past of special beings', and 'report to Lu Dao in time when encountering special beings'.

I haven't sorted out FAQs (frequently asked questions) in my life, and Lu Zhengyi is a little rusty to write.

But slowly, I still found the way of thinking as a professional in my previous life.

But just as Mr. Lu was writing smoothly, the phone rang.

On the phone, a not-so-familiar call note.

Supervisor Liu.

"Hey, Lao Liu, why do you want to call me?"

For this call, Lu Zhengyi put on a Bluetooth headset as if he had expected it, picked up the phone, and spoke in a familiar tone.