Pokémon's Lord of Fear

"How is the matter of Saving Money Treasure going now? How are you handling it? Have all these things been processed? And those shopping festivals and so on, remember to make the discounts big and direct, so that you can retain customers. Don't play all kinds of rules and operate coupons to ruin your reputation." Teng Shu sat in his seat and talked about Saving Money Treasure with the senior executives of Dewen Company in front of him. Teng Shu is promoting this matter now. After all, this is something Teng Shu came up with himself, so Teng Shu also attaches great importance to it. What he wants is absolute market control, and then slowly erode other software and make these software completely lose their inherent market. However, Teng Shu also knows that this is more difficult, so he just goes with the flow. He mainly uses this to test the attitude of the alliance towards him. If he allows himself to erode or even help, then there will be big problems.

"At present, the operation of Save Money Bao is proceeding normally, and we have also discussed a series of shocking compensation activities with merchants during the shopping festival. However, Taobao still feels pressured by our existence. The current competition intensity has increased a lot, so the situation of Save Money Bao is rather difficult, but we have enough confidence to deal with such problems." A person in charge stood up and said, Teng Shu nodded, and then continued to give orders. There is no need to follow the other party's steps, just do your own thing. After all, Save Money Bao has now established a firm foothold, and Teng Shu has also relied on his previous life experience to make certain improvements to these, so that he can come up with such things. Thinking of this, Teng Shu's eyes also had some thoughtful looks. It is actually quite difficult to handle these things, but Teng Shu still plans to slowly and tentatively advance.

After finishing the business of Dewen Company, Teng Shu went to have dinner with his old father. During this period, his old father was not obsessed with digging stones every day, but Teng Shu knew that his old father was still very persistent about digging stones, but his old father changed his method. He was obsessed with underwater mining during this period, but in fact, this was a rather troublesome thing. After all, if you want to dig a cave in the sea, you also have to prevent landslides and seawater influx, which is very difficult. The pressure of the sea is actually very high. If the water pressure is high, people will die if they go down. Therefore, if you want to go to the bottom of the sea, either the water is not deep enough or you have a professional diving suit. However, this time the old father wanted to challenge a more alternative underwater cave, so the preliminary preparations were still very troublesome.

"I have a friend whose daughter has always wanted to enter the film and television industry." As a result, the old father said this during the meal. After hearing this, Teng Shu paused. Did he get to the old father through personal connections? But this is not strange. After all, everyone who knows Teng Shu's identity knows that the success rate of getting through Mu Jin is very high. However, Teng Shu doesn't care about this. Although he doesn't like personal connections, he has to admit that personal connections are indispensable for people living in this world. So Teng Shu didn't intend to refuse. He just arranged a role for her. However, whether the other party can be outstanding, Teng Shu doesn't know. But just when Teng Shu was about to ask to help the other party arrange a role, the old father added, "She wrote a script."

"Is this a screenwriter?" Teng Shu almost spit out the soup in his mouth. He was a little surprised. After all, Teng Shu thought that the daughter of the old father's acquaintance might want to be a star. After all, most girls want to be stars, so Teng Shu thought so and believed so. In the end, who knew that this girl didn't want to be a star, but wanted to be a screenwriter, so this news made Teng Shu a little shocked and laughed and cried, but Teng Shu was also a little curious, what did the other party write? After all, it is not difficult for actors to arrange roles, but it is still difficult for screenwriters to stand out. After all, the cost of making a movie is here, so many second-generation stars let their children go the way of actors, and the same is true in the director circle. Only if the children are really talented will they continue to be directors.

"Here, take a look at it later." Mu Jin's old father handed over a script, and Teng Shu did not refuse and took it. After finishing his meal, Teng Shu sat on his sofa, and then drank the juice made by the old housekeeper while flipping through the script in his hand. When he saw the name of the script, Teng Shu paused, because the name of the script was "Girls' High School Ghost Stories", which aroused Teng Shu's interest. After all, "Girls' High School Ghost Stories" is definitely a classic series of Korean horror movies that cannot be avoided. Many of them have been filmed, and many classic works have appeared in them. I just don't know what this one is like. Teng Shu was a little curious and looked at it carefully.

The cherry blossoms of Hoenn Girls' High School fell at the corner of the corridor and were blown by the wind into the window of the music classroom on the third floor. Ruoxian sat in front of the grand piano, her fingertips suspended above the keys, and she was hesitant to put them down. The whistle of the track and field club came from the distance outside the window. She looked down at her watch. There were still twenty minutes before free time. When the door of the toilet cubicle was pushed open, she was tapping her thighs with her fingertips, imitating the rhythm of the piano. "Are you here to avoid the physical examination too?" The voice of the strange girl was like sandpaper rubbing against a rusty iron pipe. Ruoxian poked her head out of the cubicle and saw the other party rubbing her sweaty palms on her sweatpants. She was a girl who was half a head taller than her. The collar of her school uniform was crooked, and there was white powder on her collarbone - probably because of the sweat from her hands that was not wiped clean after physical education class.

"I, I hate crowds." Ruoxian heard her own stuttering voice, like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Shuyun, an athlete of the track and field team, was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly grinned: "What a coincidence, I hate those talkative nurses the most." She took out a box of milk and knocked it on the door of the cubicle, making a crisp sound, "Want a drink?" After that day, the grand piano in the music classroom became their secret base. Ruoxian taught Shuyun to recognize the musical notation, and Shuyun performed for her by jumping over the entire jump box on one foot. Shuyun always said that the sound of the piano was like raindrops hitting the tin roof, so Ruoxian secretly cut an A string to make the sound of the piano become hoarse and broken - "This is what our voice sounds like." The two laughed happily, and they decided to be good friends for life.

They wrote secret codes that only they could understand in their exchanged diaries. "I avoided the choir again today" was followed by a crooked five-line score; "My knees hurt after running 3,000 meters" was marked next to it as "I need hot compress = I want a hug". On a rainy night, Ruoxian wrote at the end of her diary: "If one day I am gone, please pick me up on a rainy day." Shuyun's red pen comments blurred the paper: "Silly, we agreed to be good friends for life." The turning point came on the physical examination day in late autumn. Ruoxian found that Shuyun always used her body to block her right ear to answer the doctor's questions. When the health teacher read out the numbers on the hearing test sheet, Shuyun suddenly grabbed Ruoxian's wrist: "Don't look at me." Her eyes appeared transparent amber under the fluorescent light, "Just like... the roar in the bass area of ​​the piano, it sounds like thunder, right?"

Ruoxian took her to the music classroom, opened the piano cover to reveal the broken A string, and turned the tuning pegs to make the hammers make a sharp scraping sound. Shuyun's pupils suddenly contracted - that was the only tone she could clearly capture. "I will practice this tone every day in the future." Ruoxian wrapped the cut string around Shuyun's wrist, "When it rusts, that's the day our agreement expires." Shuyun began to avoid her touch. During morning exercises, Ruoxian deliberately stood behind her, but could only feel her stiff shoulder blades. The lunch box handed over at lunch was always pushed back in mid-air, and the sound of stainless steel colliding was so crisp that it was heartbreaking. On an evening with snowflakes floating, Ruoxian put hot milk in Shuyun's desk drawer. The next day, she found the milk still unopened next to the trash can in the corridor, with a note next to it: "I'm allergic."

In fact, Shuyun swallowed antidepressants late that night. She wrote in her diary: "Her eyelashes trembled when she played the piano, like a butterfly resting on a spider web." The ink spread into a blue-black river under the three words "spider web." The rainstorm on Christmas Eve came without warning. When Zhian passed by the music classroom, she heard the sound of piano from inside - the "Raindrop Prelude" was played to pieces, and the noise of broken strings mixed with suppressed sobs. She pushed open the door and saw Ruoxian curled up on the piano stool, the strings on her wrists had dark red rust, "Where's Shuyun?" Zhian's voice startled the sparrows outside the window. Ruoxian slowly raised her head, her bangs wet and stuck to her forehead: "She doesn't want me anymore." She opened the desk drawer, and there were two diaries and a bottle of white pills inside. "She said. The milk tastes like hospital disinfectant."

On the morning of New Year's Day, the cleaner found Ruoxian's body on the top floor. She was wearing Shuyun's track suit jacket and holding half a piece of melted milk candy in her hand. In the locker in the locker room, a crumpled note fell out of Shuyun's sweatpants pocket. On it was a birthday wish written in fluorescent pen: "Always run faster than the wind!" The handwriting was blurred by water stains. The horror began on Valentine's Day. Zhian picked up half a videotape in the stairwell of the old school building. In the picture, Ruoxian was playing the incomplete "Raindrop Prelude". The camera suddenly shook violently, followed by the crisp sound of bones breaking. That night, Xiaolin, a classmate from Class 3 (), rushed out of the dormitory screaming - her skull was dug open in her dream.

"Those who remember the secret will be punished." At the morning meeting the next day, when the dean announced the results of the investigation into this bizarre incident, a thunderclap exploded outside the window. Zhi'an stared at the principal's bald head on the stage, and remembered that Ruoxian's diary mentioned "those teachers who laughed at Shuyun's stuttering." The third murder took place in the library. When the librarian found that his legs were missing, a pencil-drawn five-line score emerged from the pool of blood on the ground. Zhi'an found the exchanged diary of Ruoxian and Shuyun on the edge of the bloodstained score. On a rainy night, Zhi'an clutched the diary and pushed open the door of the music classroom. The moonlight shone through the broken window on the piano in the corner. On the piano cover was an oxidized black string bracelet. When her fingertips touched the bottle of expired milk, the recorder suddenly played birthday wishes automatically.

"Shuyun, happy birthday." Shuyun rushed in at this moment. She was wearing the sports jacket given by Ruoxian and holding a bottle of antidepressants in her hand. The moment she saw the rusty string on the piano, she whimpered like a baby, opened the bottle and poured out all the white pills. Zhian wanted to grab her trembling wrist, but saw a strange smile on Shuyun's lips - exactly the same expression as the one in Ruoxian's diary. "We agreed to be good friends for life." Shuyun's voice suddenly turned into a double tone, and another cold voice came from the dome of the classroom, "Now it's my turn to fulfill the promise." The last scene Zhian saw was Shuyun's eyes looking out the window after taking the pills. The heavy rain washed the glass, and Ruoxian's figure standing on the edge of the roof was vaguely reflected. She opened her arms, and the hem of her skirt was like a dandelion blown by the wind, and the recorder was still playing the blessing distorted by the sound of rain.

The next morning, the cherry blossoms at Hoenn Girls' High School had all withered. The cleaner found a rusty iron box behind the water tank on the top floor. Inside was a brand new diary and two silver bells. When they were shaken gently, they would make the sound of the broken A string that Ruoxian loved the most.
After Teng Shu finished reading it, he had a strange look in his eyes. This script was very good and detailed, and the scary parts were very scary. However, the script writer wrote it in a somewhat obscure way, and mentioned many times that this was pure friendship, which made Teng Shu feel a little uncomfortable. However, Teng Shu also knew these people's concerns, so Teng Shu had no objection. He just wanted to change it like this. As for what happened afterwards, Teng Shu was too lazy to care. However, Teng Shu personally felt that this script was quite good, although it was somewhat different from Teng Shu's own scripts. After all, Teng Shu was not very good at writing such delicate emotional descriptions, but such subject matter was indeed the most prominent feature of the series of Girls' High School Ghost Stories.

So when many people go to see "Girls' High School Ghost Story", they will be confused. Such a movie is not scary at all, so why does it have such a high score? And most of the scares in it are sudden face scares, so people are puzzled, but in fact, the characteristic of "Girls' High School Ghost Story" is the delicate emotional description, which is the core element of "Girls' High School Ghost Story". Teng Shu thinks that this script is good and the other party's hard power is good. However, the current horror film market, because of Teng Shu's sudden appearance, has led to the current horror film market tending to direct horror, horror that hits the heart directly. "Girls' High School Ghost Story" is a bit delicate, so it is naturally not so popular.

"This script is not bad, we can invest in it." Teng Shu is very optimistic about this script, so he plans to find a qualified director to shoot this movie. (End of this chapter)