Veteran Hong Kong stars reorganize the Chinese entertainment industry.

On the screen, Xiaoqian stared intently in a certain direction, while the people around her were acting out the scene, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with them.

A-Feng suddenly shrank his foot and then gave Xiao-Qian a wicked look, which did not escape Liu Zhong-Ze's eyes.

He began to think. No one in the footage touched Ah Feng's feet, but Ah Feng's behavior did seem like a reaction to being suddenly touched by something.

Xiaoqian and Afeng were still arguing. Xiaoqian pointed to the screen showing the scene under the table and said, "When did I touch you?"

Ah Feng's face flushed red. Subconsciously, he was convinced that Xiao Qian had hooked his leg with her foot. He shifted his focus and asked the production assistant, Xu Zhen, "Did you freeze the shot? I'm going to complain to the director!"

Xu Zhen was baffled by what was said, but looking at A Feng's face, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. A Feng was just an inexperienced college student. Xu Zhen couldn't be criticized by others, so he might as well criticize this naive college student.

"Ha, I was able to edit the footage so quickly that the director could promote me to assistant director right away. Why would I need to mess with a college student like you?"

Zhao Dekai, who was listening nearby, was completely confused. He looked at Liu Zhongze and asked in a low voice, "Teacher Liu, what are you doing?"

After explaining the whole story, Liu Zhongze gave his thoughts: "Since we were filming here, he was a bit bored, so he wandered around the set. This kind of thing would be a bad thing in other movies, but it's not necessarily true in horror movies."

Zhao Dekai's eyes lit up, and he understood what Liu Zhongze meant.

After making horror films for so many years, he only became an idealist tonight. He thought that many times during filming, ghosts might have been watching him. He actually felt a sense of exhilaration, as if the fear he felt when watching horror movies as a child was lingering in his mind and he couldn't shake it off.

He unconsciously revealed an ugly smile, his mouth almost stretching to the back of his ears.

"Director, aren't you worried about it passing censorship?"

Zhao Dekai reached out to pat Liu Zhongze on the shoulder, but halfway there, he felt it was disrespectful and withdrew his hand, saying, "Teacher Liu, you're overthinking it. There are no horror movies, ghost movies, or supernatural movies in China anymore. They're all about schizophrenia or hallucinations and other neurotic problems. Only those kinds of movies can pass censorship."

Zhao Dekai patted his chest and said proudly, "That's why when I first started making horror films, I never expected them to be shown domestically. They were all sold overseas, so that those places that like horror films could experience the horror aesthetics of China!"

Liu Zhongze gave Zhao Dekai a thumbs up. He wasn't offended by Zhao Dekai's gesture. Many people might think that patriotism is about exploiting patriotic sentiments, but patriotism is never something to be ashamed of.

Even when he and Stephen Chow were down on their luck, they dared to disregard the "dogs" under the British Empire and confidently declare: I am Chinese, and I will always love my motherland.

After they finished speaking, the Hong Kongers who were proud of the so-called gentlemanly remarks of the British Empire would always give them a disdainful look, pretend to ignore them, spit on them, and leave.

"Teacher Liu, do you think I'm too old-fashioned?"

Zhao Dekai might be told by younger people that his words are old-fashioned every time he says them, which leads him to subconsciously think that Liu Zhongze's thumb also implies that he is old.

Liu Zhongze shook his head and said sincerely, "No, I really think so. Also, the director and crew can just call me by my name. There's no need to call me Teacher Liu. That's too much of an honor."

Zhao Dekai waved his hand and said, "With your acting skills, you naturally deserve to be called a teacher. In today's entertainment industry, anyone can be called a teacher. Doing face-saving work too well has made the word 'teacher' lose its original meaning. My calling you 'Teacher Liu' is entirely out of admiration for your acting skills."

"But director, this is putting a lot of pressure on me."

Zhao Dekai was a shrewd man. After observing Liu Zhongze's expression and confirming that Liu Zhongze wasn't joking, he said, "Then may I take the liberty of calling you Brother Liu, is that alright?"

"Director, you can remove your name too."

"Alright, Brother Liu."

Liu Zhongze was a little speechless. He said, "Director, don't you think it's a bit too formal to talk like that?"

"Oh..." Zhao Dekai slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "Alright then, Brother Liu, I won't stand on ceremony with you. I still need Brother Liu to give full play to your acting skills so that my performance can be outstanding."

"it is good."

After the two finished their conversation, they looked at the three of them.

The three were still trying to figure out whose fault it was. Did Xiaoqian provoke Afeng, or did Afeng wrong Xu Zhen, or did Xu Zhen edit the footage to embarrass Afeng?

Zhao Dekai's smile froze instantly. He had only given up his seat because of Liu Zhongze, but now that he knew it had nothing to do with Liu Zhongze, he immediately started to get angry: "Are you three ever going to stop? What do you take my film set for?"

The three people who were arguing fiercely just a second ago suddenly fell silent.

"Everyone, go do what you're supposed to do, and stop bothering me!"

The three of them walked out looking dejected, fearing that the director's anger would only grow stronger.

When Zhao Dekai looked at Liu Zhongze, his expression changed drastically in just half a second. He said kindly, "Brother Liu, you haven't finished those shots yet, could you..."

Liu Zhongze interrupted, "I'll go right now."

"Haha, thanks, bro."

Liu Zhongze was at a loss because of Zhao Dekai's humble attitude. Just as he was about to go outside to film, the only college student who hadn't played the Ouija board game in the room walked in, carrying a miniature camera.

As he wiggled the miniature camera, trying to find the problem, he walked over and said, "Director, your camera seems to be broken; everything is showing double images."

Liu Zhongze stopped and looked curiously at the miniature camera in the boy's hand.

"Hmm?" Zhao Dekai looked around and found a laptop next to him. He was flipping through something on it. "Found it. Let me take a look at the footage you filmed."

In the footage, Xiaoqian's figure was accurately captured. Although you could feel the camera moving, the focus always seemed to fall on Xiaoqian intentionally or unintentionally. It took a long time before the camera moved away to capture the full view.

Just as the four were playing with the Ouija board, a dark shadow seemed to appear at Ah Feng's feet that he couldn't erase no matter what he did.

"Look, director, isn't there something wrong with the camera?"

"That's true."

Zhao Dekai had just agreed when Liu Zhongze came to his side, gestured with his finger in front of the screen, and said, "Director, doesn't this shadowy figure look like a deformed stray dog?"

The two exchanged a glance, and Liu Zhongze could sense a hint of fear and excitement hidden in Zhao Dekai's eyes!