The office was quiet.

In the room where there was no extra third person, Lu Zhengyi rarely sat behind his desk.

Since he got married, he has also begun to wear some suits, shirts and other clothes, troublesome and restrictive clothes, and now he wears these, sitting in this office seriously, but also like a 9-to-5 office worker in the company.

Sitting across from Lu Zhengyi was a middle-aged man with short curly hair who looked a little hesitant.

After learning the news of the successful audition, the little-known actor in front of him was not overjoyed.

Instead, he froze and fell silent.

"You...... Are you really willing to let me play the male lead? ”

After a long time, Zhou Ziyun said in a deep voice, "You should know my situation, right?" ”

He asked tentatively.

"Of course, it is written in the information that you have a mental illness." Lu Zhengyi nodded, "This is not very in line with the setting of the character, in terms of acting skills and image alone, there are a few people who can compare with you in the audition list, but you are a schizophrenia, which is a plus." ”

He didn't seem to care.

With Lu Zhengyi's current requirements, even if he recruits new people, it will be difficult to find actors who are novices in all aspects like Zhang Yuming.

Unless the person is so gifted that he is willing to take the time to wait for him to grow.

And Zhou Ziyun in front of him is an actor who is relatively mature in acting.

As a person who has been in the circle for more than ten years, for him, he may not be able to get the first male or second male or something, but he can still get some supporting roles in film and television.

The status in the circle belongs to the middle level.

Of course, this was before Zhou Ziyun's mental illness.

And now, no crew dares to ask for him, and he has faded out of people's field of vision for a long time.

"Did you choose me because of my illness?" It was difficult for Zhou Ziyun to understand this answer, "Then has Director Lu considered it, if I get ill during filming, or is it ...... The condition has been aggravated because of this drama, so how should the crew deal with it. ”

To be honest, he himself was on the verge of giving up.

Not to mention in the entertainment industry, it is an ordinary factory, customer service, waiter, and other professions that can basically be entered as long as you submit a resume, so no one dares to recruit a psychopath casually.

If this is the case at work, who can afford to provoke it?

As for concealment, this matter cannot be concealed.

This is just like some patients who are infected with special diseases hide their past illness from the doctor when they seek medical treatment, and if there is a real accident, it will be considered criminal liability.

But now, has his illness become a plus?

He thought it was incredible.

"Naturally, I have considered it, don't worry, even if you are really sick, my muscles are not trained in vain."

Lu Zhengyi replied very casually, "As for saying that, if you aggravate your condition because of this movie......

He paused, shaking his head, "I'm sorry, it's not on my radar, it's something you should be thinking about." ”

"Indeed, because this film is related to mental illness, if you participate in the filming, your condition is very likely to be affected during the filming, and whether it is good or bad, it is your own decision."

"But do you want the job, or don't?"

Lu Zhengyi asked.

To be honest, if you go to the psychiatric department for testing in modern society, who doesn't have a little depression, anxiety, and sleep disorders...... and so on, each with its own severity and severity.

But often these mental illnesses occur in the more affluent people, who take a lot of pills every day.

And what about the poor? The poor don't get sick.

Because not checking is equal to not being sick.

"Yes."

Zhou Ziyun replied without hesitation, if he didn't, how could he come here to audition?

If he doesn't make any money, he probably won't even be able to afford medicine.

"That's it."

Lu Zhengyi pushed the official script and the signed contract over, "But I still have to ask, your illness ...... Probably what kind of situation it is. ”

"It started with tinnitus."

Zhou Ziyun replied, "Occasionally, I felt a 'buzzing' sound in my ears, I went to the doctor, and the doctor said that I was a little kidney deficient and prescribed me some medicine." ”

"The doctors said that, and I didn't pay much attention to it, and the results of the examination didn't find anything wrong with the ear canal or the brain, but then the 'buzzing' sound began to change, 'hiss', 'sasa', 'hee-hee'...... All sorts of voices mingled, as if someone was talking. ”

"At this stage, I have already started to panic, and I have pushed a lot of schedules and rested at home."

"But it's useless to rest, the more you stay at home, the more voices come and go, until the end...... I saw a bug. ”

His face became ugly, and his tone became more and more excited, "I am the only one who can see the insects, the assistants and agents all said that they can't see them, and then in addition to the insects, there are other animals, and even people, they are very vague, but I am the only one who can see them." ”

"Since that day, my life and work have been ruined, the company has terminated the contract, no one wants to ask me to shoot the drama, I am not married, and my parents worry about it every day."

"But what's the use of worrying, mental illness is like this, I can't find anything wrong with the instrument, but when I am sick, I feel like a different person, I take all kinds of medicine every day, and I like to beat people when I get sick, and in the eyes of others, I feel like I deliberately toss them."

It's probably been a long time since I've talked about this, and Zhou Ziyun almost couldn't stop saying this.

Lu Zhengyi didn't bother him, just let him speak.

But as he spoke, his body began to tremble, and his expression became panicked, and he kept looking in both directions.

"I, I ......"

Zhou Ziyun was still very excited about his grievances on the front foot, spitting heavily, and the back foot was like a soul change, looking around in horror, "Where is this?" Where is this? ”

"Who are you?"

"Go away, go ......"

He stared around with wide eyes, including Lu Zhengyi in front of him, as if he didn't know him.

As he spoke, Zhou Ziyun picked up the nameplate on the table that said 'Director', and was about to stand up and smash it to the side.

But before he could stand up, a huge force fell on his shoulder, and he sat down again.

He looked up blankly, looking up.

Coincidentally, Zhou Ziyun's eyes met a smiling face.

"Teacher Zhou, why are you so excited?"

Lu Zhengyi lowered his head and asked gently, "Let's continue to talk?" ”

Zhou Ziyun looked at this face blankly, feeling the force coming from his shoulder.

After a while, he swallowed his saliva with a 'grunt', "Talk, what to talk about, okay, let's continue to talk ......"

He sat very well-behaved.

"So now what do you see and hear?"

Lu Zhengyi stood next to him and asked casually.

"A lot of people, they, they hold ......"

This week, Ziyun stammered again, trembling and about to stand up.

But as soon as the butt left the chair, he glanced at the person standing next to him, and sat down again.

He looked at everything around him in horror, but the person standing next to him at this moment made him feel more frightened than he was around.

An inexplicable sense of trembling forced him to sit honestly in his chair no matter what he saw or heard.

"Very good, this state is very good."

Lu Zhengyi observed his appearance seriously and gave a thumbs up, "This is better than when you auditioned." ”

"Thank you, thank you."

Zhou Ziyun's brain was a mess.

At the onset of the disease, he couldn't recognize people at all, but he still responded instinctively.

"He, he's holding a knife!"

Zhou Ziyun's tone rose sharply, and it was so sharp that it was falsetto.

If it weren't for the soundproofing of this office, I don't know what people outside would think.

But even so, his ass was still clinging to the chair, and he didn't dare to move half a minute.

"is worthy of being an actor, the world imagined by schizophrenia is so rich."

Lu Zhengyi admired it even more, "This has a plot." ”

"I, I, you ......"

Zhou Ziyun cried and mourned, watching the figure in the hallucination who couldn't see his face coming towards him with a knife, wanting to run, but he didn't dare to get up.

Then a problem arises at this time.

Lu Zhengyi knew that Zhou Ziyun was sick, and what he saw was a hallucination.

As for Zhou Ziyun, he didn't necessarily know that these were hallucinations when he got sick.

In this case, he sees these hallucinating people slashing at him with knives, and they react in the brain and send the wrong message to the body.

Such as pain, bleeding, and even ...... Death!

So will these misinformation transmitted by the brain really make Zhou Ziyun die?

Body: I'm fine.

Brain: No, you're dead.

Of course, it is impossible for Lu Zhengyi to let Zhou Ziyun really be brain dead under the stimulation.

"You've always seen me, haven't you?"

He asked suddenly.

The next moment, Lu Zhengyi swung a punch into the air under Zhou Ziyun's frightened gaze.

Since in his 'vision', he and those illusions exist.

So now in his eyes, was he hacked to death, or did he kill the illusion of holding a knife?

Zhou Ziyun stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes.

In his eye sockets, bloodshot eyes looked like they were about to fall out.

Immediately afterward, his whole demeanor began to converge, until finally, full of incredulity.

"Huh."

Lu Zhengyi looked at Zhou Ziyun, who had calmed down and was no longer shaking, "Is it over?" ”

"I, I just now, got sick?"

Zhou Ziyun lowered his head blankly and looked at his palm.

Then he looked at everything in the room.

Everything is still in its original place.

And the director, he wasn't beaten by himself, no, no.

Zhou Ziyun hurriedly rubbed his face with his palm, checking his body up and down.

Even if he got sick, he didn't think that he could really beat the fierce person in front of him, and if he really got sick, the person who was beaten should be himself.

What's more, Zhou Ziyun now has an inexplicable sense of fear in his body, fear of the director.

He had no memory of what had happened, but he was terrified of Lu Zhengyi.

"Whew-"

After checking for a long time, Zhou Ziyun was relieved.

"You did a good job." Lu Zhengyi returned to his office and sat down, "Thank you very much for your help, which allowed me to see the process of the onset of mental illness more intuitively, which should be very helpful for my future shooting." ”

"Just ......"

Zhou Ziyun glanced at his phone and wanted to ask what had just happened.

It's only been a few minutes.

Except for the time when he was able to see hallucinations at first, it had been a long time since he had only been ill for such a short time.

"Okay, sign this contract, Mr. Zhou, let's officially start working together."

But Lu Zhengyi did not give him a chance to ask.

"The start time is November 10th, you can come early, but you must not be late, I don't like people who are late."

He turned on the computer and rushed to the people, "Teacher Zhou, for the rest of the time, you can study and study the script more." ”

"Actually, I think you can install a monitor to record the process of your illness, and study how to be a mentally ill person during filming."

"Then that's all for today, your situation just now gave me a little idea, it seems that I have to change this shooting plan."

As he spoke, he began to revise his shooting plan on the computer.

Of course, it's just a shooting plan, not a plot.

What Lu Zhengyi changed was the way the picture was presented in his mind, how to arrange the shots, what kind of scene the actors should shoot in, and under what circumstances the special effects should appear...... These are filming matters, not plots.

The plot of "Different Dimension", although it is simple to say, is even a bit old-fashioned.

But just like the old corpse in the mountain village at the beginning, and the current curse, how the old-fashioned and simple plot makes people shine depends on what kind of crew shoots it.

The same song 'It's dawn', sung by ordinary singers, and sung after the song, is very different.

Even if the former is good in terms of skills and singing skills, others will praise it for singing very well. But after the latter is sung, people will not only praise it for singing well, but also raise the idea of wanting to donate;

The same book of waste wood, the average author, compared with the beloved platinum author, is also very different,

The former will be scolded for being too old when he writes it, and he doesn't even have a grade. But the latter may be written out of 'although the routine is a bit old, but if it is written by XX, you can take a look at it again', 'ah?' It turns out that this plot is a waste of firewood?,I haven't found out.,I saw someone commenting and realized that it was this routine.'

In this movie Xenospace, although Lu Zhengyi felt that the plot was a bit old-fashioned when he made a choice.

But most of them are the finished products of the previous life, whether it is the director or the actors, makeup, scenes...... worked very the production, so much so that he pushed this plot to a height that it shouldn't have been, so he finally decided on this film.

If it was Lu Zhengyi a few years ago, he probably didn't have this confidence.

After all, at that time, except for being excellent in special effects, he was relatively weak in other aspects.

It's not even a director, it's more like a producer.

But now Lu Zhengyi has the confidence to try.

His own directing ability has gradually matured in the completion of one work after another, and he has a good team and huge financial support behind him, and the best special effects artist in the world is in his own hands.

Under these factors, Lu Zhengyi felt that he could guide and produce a better heterodimensional space in this world than Director Luo and Mr. Zhang in his previous life.

(End of chapter)