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

Chapter 236 [Mental illness]

The office seemed very quiet.

In a room with no unnecessary third person, Lu Zhengyi sat behind the desk, which was rare.

After getting married, he also began to wear suits, shirts and other cumbersome and restrictive clothes. Now wearing these and sitting in this office seriously, he looks like a nine-to-five office worker in the company.

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

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

Instead, he froze and became silent.

"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 about my situation, right?"

he asked tentatively.

"Of course, it is written in the information that you have a mental illness." Lu Zhengyi nodded, "Isn't this very consistent with the character's setting? In terms of acting skills and image alone, someone who can compare with you is auditioning There are a few on the list, but you’re a schizophrenic, so that’s a bonus.”

He didn't seem to care.

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

Unless this person is so talented that he is willing to spend time waiting for it to grow.

The Zhou Ziyun in front of him is a relatively mature actor in terms of acting skills.

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

His status in the circle belongs to the middle level.

Of course, this was before Zhou Ziyun developed mental illness.

But now, no crew dares to ask for him, and he has been out of people's sight for a long time.

"Did you choose me because of my illness?" Zhou Ziyun found it difficult to understand the answer. "Have Director Lu considered that if I got sick during filming, or... because of this movie? If the condition is aggravated, how should the crew respond?"

To be honest, he almost gave up.

Not to mention in the entertainment industry, even in ordinary factories, customer service, waiters and other professions where you can basically enter by submitting a resume, no one would dare to recruit a mentally ill person casually.

If this disease occurs while working, who can afford to provoke it?

As for concealment, this matter cannot be concealed.

This is just like some patients infected with a special disease who conceal their past illness from the doctor when seeking medical treatment. If an accident does occur, it will be considered criminal responsibility.

But now, has my illness actually become a bonus?

He found it incredible.

"Of course I have thought about it. Don't worry, even if you really get sick, my muscles are not in vain."

Lu Zhengyi replied casually, "As for if your condition worsens because of this movie..."

He paused and shook his head, "Sorry, this is not within my consideration, but it is something you should consider."

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

"But do you want this job, or do you not want it?"

Lu Zhengyi asked.

To be honest, in modern society, if you go to a psychiatric department for testing, no one will have depression, anxiety, sleep disorders, etc., each has its own severity.

But often these mental illnesses occur in wealthier people, who take many medications every day.

What about the poor?Poor people don't get sick.

Because not checking means you are not sick.

"want."

Zhou Ziyun replied without hesitation, if not, how could he come here to audition?

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

"That's it."

Lu Zhengyi pushed over the official script together with the signed contract, "But I still have to ask, what is your illness... probably like?"

"It started as tinnitus."

Zhou Ziyun replied, "Occasionally I feel a 'buzzing' sound in my ears. I saw a doctor. The doctor said that I had a slight kidney deficiency and prescribed some medicine for me."

"The doctor said so, but I didn't pay much attention to it. The examination results didn't find anything wrong with the ear canal or the brain, but then the 'buzzing' sound began to change, and it became 'hissing' and 'Sasa', 'hee hee'... all kinds of sounds mixed together, as if someone was talking."

"At this stage, I have started to panic a little, so I have postponed a lot of travel and rested at home."

"But rest was of no use. The longer I stayed at home, the more the sounds became more frequent, until finally... I saw a bug."

His face became ugly, and his tone became more and more excited, "Only I can see the bugs, but my assistant and agent said I couldn't see them. Later, besides bugs, there were other animals and even people. They were blurry, but I was the only one who could see them.”

"From that day on, my life and work were all ruined. The company terminated my contract, no one wanted to film with me, I didn't get married, and my parents were worried about me every day."

"But what's the use of worrying about it? That's what mental illness is like. There's nothing wrong with the instrument. But when I'm sick, I'm like a different person. I take all kinds of medicine every day. When I'm sick, I like to hit people. In their eyes, it was as if I was deliberately tormenting them."

It's probably because I haven't talked about this with anyone for a long time. When Zhou Ziyun said it, he almost couldn't stop.

Lu Zhengyi didn't disturb him and just let him talk.

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

"me……"

Zhou Ziyun was still excitedly talking about his grievances and spitting loudly. Then his back legs seemed to have changed. He looked around in horror, "Where is this? Where is this?"

"who are you!"

"Go away, go away..."

He looked around with wide eyes, including Lu Zhengyi, who seemed not to recognize him.

As he was talking, Zhou Ziyun picked up the nameplate that read 'Director' on the table, stood up and threw it to the side.

But before he could stand up, a huge force suddenly pressed down on his shoulders, and he sat down again.

He raised his head blankly and looked upward.

By chance, Zhou Ziyun's eyes met a smiling face.

"Teacher Zhou, why are you so excited?"

Lu Zhengyi lowered his head and asked gently, "Shall we continue chatting?"

Zhou Ziyun looked at this face blankly, feeling the strength coming from his shoulders.

After a while, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Talk, what are you talking about, okay, okay, let's continue talking..."

He sat obediently.

"So now what do you see and what do you hear?"

Lu Zhengyi stood nearby and asked casually.

"Many people, they, they hold..."

As Zhou Ziyun spoke, he stuttered again and stood up tremblingly.

But as soon as his 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 he was more frightened than the person standing next to him at this moment.An inexplicable trembling feeling forced him to sit still in his chair no matter what he saw or heard.

"Very good, this condition is very good."

Lu Zhengyi observed his appearance carefully and gave a thumbs up, "This is a better performance than you did during the audition."

"Thank you, thank you."

Zhou Ziyun's mind was in a blur.

When he was ill, he couldn't recognize people at all, but he still responded instinctively.

"He, he has a knife!"

Zhou Ziyun's tone suddenly increased, so sharp that he even sounded falsetto.

If this office hadn't been well soundproofed, I'm not sure what people outside would have thought.

But even so, his butt was still pressed against the chair and he didn't dare to move at all.

"As expected of an actor, the world imagined by schizophrenia is so rich."

Lu Zhengyi was even more impressed, "This has a plot."

"I, I, you..."

Zhou Ziyun was crying, watching helplessly as the figure in the hallucination whose face he couldn't see came towards him with a knife. He wanted to run, but he didn't dare to get up.

Then a problem will arise at this time.

Lu Zhengyi knew that Zhou Ziyun was ill and what he saw was hallucinations.

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

So in this case, he saw these hallucinating people slashing at him with a knife, and it had a reaction in his brain and transmitted wrong information to his body.

Such as pain, bleeding, and even... death!
So will these wrong messages sent by the brain really cause Zhou Ziyun's death?

Body: I'm fine.

Brain: No, you're dead.

Of course, Lu Zhengyi could not let Zhou Ziyun really suffer from brain death under stimulation.

"You can always see me, right?"

He asked suddenly.

The next moment, Lu Zhengyi punched the air under Zhou Ziyun's horrified eyes.

Since in his 'vision', he and those hallucinations both exist.

So now in his eyes, is he being hacked to death, or is he killing the illusion of holding a knife?
Zhou Ziyun stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes.

The bloodshot eyeballs in his eye sockets looked like they were about to fall out.

Immediately afterwards, his entire demeanor began to shrink until the end, which was full of incredulity.

"what."

Lu Zhengyi looked at Zhou Ziyun who had calmed down and stopped shaking, "Is it over?"

"I, did I get sick just now?"

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

Then, he looked at everything in the room.

Everything is still in its original position.

As for the director, he was not beaten by me, no, that's not right.

Zhou Ziyun quickly rubbed his face with his palms and checked his body up and down.

Even if he gets sick, he doesn't think he can really beat the fierce-looking person in front of him. If he does get sick, he should be the one being beaten.

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

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

"call--"

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

"Your performance just now was very good." Lu Zhengyi returned to his office and sat down. "Thank you very much for your help, which allowed me to see more intuitively the process of the onset of mental illness. This should be very useful for my future shooting. helpful."

"Just now……"

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

Only a few minutes passed.

Except for the period when he could see hallucinations at the beginning, it had been a long time since he had been ill for such a short period of time.

"Okay, after you sign this contract, Teacher Zhou, we will officially start cooperating."

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

"The start-up time is on November [-]th. You can come early, but you can't be late. I don't like latecomers."

He turned on the computer and chased people away, "Teacher Zhou, in the remaining time, you can study the script more."

"Actually, I think you can install a monitor to record the process of your illness, and study how to act as a mental patient during filming."

"Then that's it for today. What you just said gave me some ideas. It seems that I have to change the shooting plan."

As he said that, he started to modify his shooting plan on the computer.

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

What Lu Zhengyi modified was the way the picture in his mind was presented, how to arrange the shots, what kind of scene the actors should complete the shooting, and under what circumstances the special effects should appear... these shooting matters, not the plot.

Although the plot of "Alien Space" sounds simple, it is even a bit cliché.

But just like the old corpse in the mountain village and the current Grudge, how the old-fashioned and simple plot can make people shine depends on what kind of crew it is filmed by.

The same song "It's Dawn" is very different between the one sung by the average singer and the one sung by the singer.

In the former case, no matter how good your skills and singing skills are, others will at most praise you for singing well.But after the latter is sung, people will not only praise the song well, but also want to donate;

There is a huge difference between the same trashy novel written by an average author and a beloved platinum author.
If you write the former, you will be scolded for being too old, and you won’t even get results.But when writing the latter, there may be people saying, "Although the routine is a bit old, but if it was written by XX, you can still read it again", "Huh?"It turns out that this plot is a waste of money. I never found out. I only realized that it was this routine when I saw someone commenting on it.

As for the movie Alien Space, Lu Zhengyi felt that the plot was a bit cliche when making the decision.

But it was probably a finished product from a previous life. Whether it was the director or the actors, the makeup, the scenes... they all worked very hard on the production, which pushed the plot to a level it shouldn't have been, so he finally decided to make this film.

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

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

He can't even be said to be a director, but more like a producer.

But now Lu Zhengyi has the confidence to try.

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

Under these various factors, Lu Zhengyi felt that he could direct and create a better alien space in this world than Director Luo and Mr. Zhang in his previous life.

(End of this chapter)