I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 111 [Can this be used for publicity? ] (Seeking subscription, asking for reward, asking for monthly ticket, asking for recommendation ticket)
"Wait... I suddenly remembered that some pictures were still taken."

Lu Zhengyi remembered something, took out his mobile phone, opened a video and handed it over, "This is a video taken by Assistant Director Zhang when you were wandering the gods."

"At first, the tourists around really thought that there was an accident, and they all backed away to both sides."

"Later, they knew it was a movie, so they came to take a photo with me."

This is the video of the ghouls approaching Chu Renmei.

"...This kind of video should have been posted on the Internet long ago, right?"

Zhang Xueming hesitated, then took the phone.

Immediately afterwards, in front of her eyes, strange people wearing strange costumes, beating gongs and drums, and wielding guns appeared from the street. '

"Is this role-playing?"

She smiled and raised her head to ask a question, and then turned up the volume again.

Suddenly, the sound of 'cracking' firecrackers sounded from the phone,
Then, accompanied by the dull drums of '咚咚咚咚' and the sound of 'clang clang clang clang' gongs,

At the same time, there were lively cheers and boos from people.

Through the phone screen, Zhang Xueming could feel the excitement over there.

It's like Chinese New Year.

She gave this evaluation.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xueming felt a little regretful.

If something had not happened to the company, when Lu Zhengyi invited him, he would have passed, and he should have been able to experience the atmosphere with his own eyes.

But soon, the voice in the phone fell silent.

It's not that the sound of gongs and drums disappeared, nor the sound of firecrackers disappeared, but the voice of people.

Those local dialect voices shouting 'Xing', 'Shun', and 'Weiwu' disappeared completely in an instant.

It's as if the audio was cut directly.

Zhang Xueming stared at the phone screen, and gradually became serious.

In the video, those "performers" who walked with strange steps and wielded knives and sticks abruptly left the team and walked towards the street.

They all stared at each other with wide arms and round waists, together with the 'props' they held in their hands, they frightened the tourists on both sides out of thin air and retreated.

But the strange thing is that during this process, no one questioned or resisted.

Everyone is retreating, retreating silently.

It's like some monstrous flood or giant beast in front of you,
Then, the performers started walking towards a beautiful woman.

'This is... Yu Wenxiu? '

Zhang Xueming could tell who this person was at a glance.

She had participated in the opening ceremony, so she had naturally seen the appearance of the heroine.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xueming could clearly feel that the hand of the person holding the camera began to shake violently.

'He is afraid. '

'Deputy Director Zhang was scared. '

'What is he afraid of? '

Her brows slowly frowned, and many thoughts emerged in her heart.

And in the video, those people who performed wandering gods were approaching Yu Wenxiu.

During the whole process, the tourists next to them seemed to have lost their voices and had their legs tied, standing there without stopping these approaching people.

The video screen appeared in Zhang Xueming's eyes, as if the people inside had been possessed collectively.

The whole atmosphere suddenly became very weird.

Inexplicably, Zhang Xueming still felt a little cold even though he was wearing a long dress and wrapped tightly on this hot day.

Then, the camera of the video turned abruptly and shot towards the other side.

At the same time, she could still hear Deputy Director Zhang's subtle commanding voice.

"...Continue shooting, Director Lu passed by."

He seemed to be talking to the person next to him, or through a conversation machine or something.

Although the voice was very subtle, Zhang Xueming heard it.

For some reason, she wanted to look up and see the 'Director Lu' mentioned in the video. '

And Zhang Xueming did the same, she looked up.

On the opposite side, Lu Zhengyi was looking at himself calmly, as if waiting for the end of the video.

He is still the same.

It was the same as what I wore in winter, and I was wearing a thin short-sleeve, which could hardly cover the muscles that could only be accumulated through continuous exercise.

Especially because of the recent filming outside, his body has gradually turned a dark brown like bronze, with great strength and burly beauty.

But... at such a close distance, there are only two of us in the meeting room.

He heard the voice in the video, and he must have heard it too.

But inexplicably, Zhang Xueming's body became colder, as if the air conditioner was turned on at [-] degrees, blowing directly on him.

However, she still managed to control her physical changes due to emotions, and continued to focus on the video.

The camera of the video shakes very badly, rotates very fast, and is very blurry.

Zhang Xueming couldn't see how Lu Zhengyi passed by, so he stood in front of Yu Wenxiu.

And then... stay there.

From the video, Zhang Xueming can see that the people on both sides seem to be playing some kind of wooden man game. There is no communication, just looking at each other.

Time passed bit by bit, and she didn't speak.

Lu Zhengyi, who was sitting opposite, didn't speak either.

But Zhang Xueming couldn't help but look up again, he was still waiting.

Very quietly waiting.

Zhang Xueming couldn't sit still.

She kind of wanted to get up and go outside to see, instead of being in this conference room with only two people.

But fortunately, this 'repression' process didn't last long, and the people on both sides of the video finally moved.

First, Wandering God's group moved and backed away, saying something unknown.

Because the distance was a bit far, and the voices nearby were too noisy, the video was not recorded, and Zhang Xueming didn't hear it either.

Then, among the tourists standing by the street, human voices appeared again.

The voices of them discussing and shouting together also made it difficult for Zhang Xueming to tell what they were saying.

But at this time, finally, a few tourists who looked quite strong approached Lu Zhengyi, talking while walking, probably to prevent them from approaching the atmosphere of 'confrontation'.

"Sorry sorry, it's okay."

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm making a movie, just now."

"The camera is over there..."

Later, Lu Zhengyi also had a voice.

His voice is relatively loud and his voice is very penetrating.

Even if the sound at the scene is very noisy, it is clearly transmitted from the video.

By the way, he also pointed to the position of the camera, and the tourists also looked over.

"It's almost over here."

At this time, Lu Zhengyi, who was sitting opposite Zhang Xueming and had been waiting silently, finally had a voice, "In the back, I revealed my identity and told them that I was making a movie."

"And many of them recognized me. After all, the popularity of "The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village" is quite high."

"Even now, it hasn't come down yet. There are many people discussing it, and many people are going to watch it."

His tone was casual.

But Zhang Xueming remained silent, silently put the phone on the table, and pushed it over.

Her eyes widened, and she looked at Lu Zhengyi without blinking.

In those eyes, the bloodshot eyes that had appeared due to staying up late for a long time were particularly clear.

"what happened?"

Lu Zhengyi picked up the phone, looking puzzled, "Can this be used for publicity?"

(End of this chapter)