The devil affectionately calls me a bad guy

Even Irene Aige couldn't help but lie on the table and let out a long breath, feeling a little listless.

She is stuck.

The reason why she sent that text message to Li Lin was simply because she didn't want to admit defeat, and she was unhappy. She was unhappy with Li Lin's leisurely look after throwing the difficult problem to her, so she wanted to create a feeling that I have a way, and your little tricks are useless.

In fact, Li Lin's sad look did make her feel a lot more comfortable, although she still had no way to solve it.

"Why not just... kill them all at once?"

Irene Aige glanced at the pen next to the book.

As long as she picked up the pen and lightly scratched the book, everyone here who had read her novel would hang themselves. But if she really did that, it would become a one-sided massacre, with no value in description and no sense of accomplishment.

"Interesting man."

Irene Aige narrowed her eyes slightly.

Chapter 226 I want to learn! I want to learn!

It is normal for so many people to sleep together in a narrow room and touch each other. After all, they are all girls. Maybe they can even tell bedtime stories and share some little secrets.

Unless there is a man among them.

Some warm little dramas between girls will become ambiguous and... adult because of the presence of a man.

Common sense said that this was a possibility that was difficult to avoid, not to mention that the man was Li Lin. Except for Yueyi, the inexperienced rookie, and Zhao Qingqing, whose mind was filled with studying, everyone else went into bed with more or less a bit of frustration.

Waiting, preventing, expecting...

Then the day came.

what……

Shen Mengxin opened her bloodshot eyes.

None of it happened!!!

There was no rustling sound, no breathing from men or women, and the night passed very peacefully.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Li Lin, who did nothing all night and slept soundly at the door, looked at Shen Mengxin, who was emitting a low pressure from head to toe, with a confused face. "I didn't do anything, really, you can't wrongly accuse me."

I know you didn't do anything at night! So couldn't you tell me in advance? You made me nervous all night!

Shen Mengxin took a deep breath, but ultimately didn't say anything.

Even if Li Lin really told her that he would not do anything at night, she would still be on guard all night. After all... in this kind of matter, she could not believe a single word Li Lin said.

While others were still yawning in a daze, Shen Mengxin walked into the bathroom where Li Lin was washing his face.

"Six o'clock sharp, are you really planning to go up the mountain?"

Shen Mengxin glanced at her watch.

The sleep quality was not very good, and her head still felt a little swollen.

"What else?" Li Lin wiped his face vigorously with a towel. The cold water made him take a deep breath involuntarily, and he felt much better. "Your cute classmate can't wait to go up the mountain. It's already very good to be able to hold her back for one night. If we hold her back for another night..."

Li Lin dipped the towel into cold water and glanced at Shen Mengxin dimly.

"I might not be able to come back at night. I have to go sooner or later anyway, so I might as well go early and come back early."

"So you have a way to go up the mountain and come back safely?" Shen Mengxin's eyes widened slightly.

"I can't stop your damn classmate from going up the mountain."

……

Shen Mengxin's eyes twitched wildly.

I can't control it anyway, so I'll just do it first.

What a... Li Lin!

"Or do you have a way to stop Yueyi from going up?" Li Lin raised his hand and patted Shen Mengxin on the shoulder. "If you force her to stay and take her away, aren't you afraid that she will bite her tongue?"

Shen Mengxin was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously stepped back and glanced at Yueyi who was folding the quilt.

"No matter what... it shouldn't be that bad..."

"So you want to gamble?" Li Lin held the towel with both hands and twisted it hard to squeeze out the water. "I don't want to gamble. Although going up the mountain directly is no different from gambling, at least you won't break up with your good friend, or watch your good friend bite his tongue to commit suicide."

As he spoke, Li Lin handed the towel to Shen Mengxin.

Shen Mengxin opened her mouth and reached out to take the towel in Li Lin's hand.

Anyway, it's a gamble anyway, and the probability of success is not very high, so it's better to...

"I understand. You must protect me and us."

Shen Mengxin clenched the towel in her hand and tapped Li Lin's chest gently.

Be a little greedy and gamble.

"Ah~ Of course~"

Li Lin crossed his arms and smiled brightly.

"It really makes me feel uneasy..."

Shen Mengxin lowered her head and smiled faintly, but she did not notice that the mirror beside Li Lin was gradually covered with mist. The Li Lin in the mirror was not facing the mirror, but... facing the mirror.

In stark contrast to Li Lin's bright smile, he frowned and looked at Shen Mengxin, who was lowering her head and smiling faintly, with extremely complicated eyes.

"Let's go, let's block the road before those fans come out," Li Lin reached out and patted Shen Mengxin's shoulder.

"Well, I see."

Mountains, dense forests, and the sun that has not yet risen.

“It really makes my blood boil!”

Facing Youshui Mountain, which was just short of a banner saying "There is a ghost" and "There is a problem", Li Lin, who was already wearing a mountaineering suit, crossed his arms and sighed.

"Today I will plant a flag on the top of the mountain!"

"I want to go back..."

Before they even started climbing, a certain comrade, Ye Zhirou, had already let out a long breath toward the sky, looking as if she was burning out of energy.

"You can stay in that hotel," Li Lin winked.

This morning, Zhang San saw his expression as if he had seen a ghost, and it was obvious that as long as he was still within the range of Youshui Mountain, Zhang San would obediently act like a monkey to a tiger in the mountains.

"Why don't you take Zhao Qingqing back now?" Li Lin put his hand on Zhao Qingqing's shoulder as she was reading a handwritten English vocabulary list. "It's just right to keep her company."

"No!!!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingqing's reaction was even greater than Ye Zhirou's. She knelt on the ground with a bang, hugged Li Lin's thighs, and burst into tears.

"I don't want to go back to that place! It's hell! It's full of devils! Let me follow you! I want to study! I want to memorize English words!"

For a moment, everyone's expression became subtle.

The most subtle one among them is Shangguan Xue.

The handwritten English vocabulary list in Zhao Qingqing's hand was the one she supervised to copy last night. Zhao Qingqing's attitude of resistance was so fierce. Although she still copied it down seriously, she could see that Zhao Qingqing was the standard rebellious girl in TV dramas.

but now……

This is so miserable that it looks like it's going to kill me...

I can't think of any other way to describe it other than that this kid really loves studying.

After Zhao Qingqing's fuss, Ye Zhirou felt a little embarrassed. She coughed heavily and spread her hands.

"Ahem, that place is too shabby, too noisy and boring. Instead of staying there, I might as well go up the mountain and have some fun. It doesn't matter if I'm tired."

"Okay, I won't let you go back. Just memorize English words while climbing the mountain," Li Lin helped Zhao Qingqing up and patted her head. "Everyone here will take turns to check."

"Yeah," Zhao Qingqing nodded vigorously while wiping her tears, "I will definitely study hard, so don't let me go back to that hotel."

This child... must have been spoiled by Li Lin...

Shen Mengxin had a subtle expression.

But the direction is good, so just... pretend you can't see it.

Chapter 227: Isn't it basic for the lead actor not to read the script?

Tang Ren, a director, has been working in the directing industry for ten years without any outstanding works. However, with his bulletproof thick skin, he has successfully created a subtle feeling that "although I am not a top director, I am only one good script away from being a top director."

And the magical atmosphere he created was really...

Someone fell into the trap.

A big capitalist who is not familiar with this circle at all has taken a fancy to the money-making ability of this circle and wants to directly intervene with his powerful capital to start making massive money.

Can't make a good film? It doesn't matter. I never expected to make a masterpiece. As long as I can increase the exposure of the young idol I support, it's enough.

There are too many other good films? It doesn't matter. How many resources and efforts does it take to make a good film? Those who understand will directly drive out the good with the bad money, use the quantity to pile up, lower the appreciation ability of the entire circle, and squeeze in a lot of immature and easily fooled blood to wash it.

And he was very lucky to become the executor because the other party did not understand at all and was too lazy to understand.

The hottest script, the most hyped star, and the most terrifying publicity channel.

Even a dog...can succeed.

As for how to shoot...

Tang Ren leaned back in the armchair, yawning as he watched the classic ghost movie playing on TV. He actually said that this was a masterpiece that was nominated for an Oscar.

Just watch more and copy the storyboards directly. As for the actors' acting skills... if you have that much time, you might as well get more sleep.

Bad acting? No problem, just give more to those younger audiences who haven't seen good acting or who didn't come for the film.

Copy the storyboards? Tribute, you know? This is called a tribute!

"This way I'm also a big director, hahaha..."

Tang Ren couldn't help but hold his stomach and laughed out loud. Not far away, the bag containing the script that had been sent to him was still unopened.

"Ah... I really want to kill this guy..."

Irene Aige's eyes twitched wildly.

It wasn't due to the plot arrangement, but because I really wanted to kill this idiot who was laughing.

But unfortunately, she really...can't do it.

Tang Ren, who claimed that he had read her novels in full and that no one understood her novels better than him... in fact, he had never even read her novels, so she had no way of controlling this stupid director from committing suicide.

Likewise, she had no way to control the main actors who claimed to understand the roles they were to play and cried all night without falling asleep.

None of them had ever read the novel she wrote.

The so-called filming was just to perfunctorily pose a few poses according to the storyboard clips given by Tang Ren, and then...

"123456789."

They recited it over and over again, and then used post-dubbing to cover it up. It is said that a very touching reason was made up before the dubbing.

Because the Mandarin level of the leading actors is not very good and cannot bring the best viewing experience to the audience, they had to reluctantly choose... post-production dubbing.

Are you touched?

Anyway, they are moved. If you are not moved, then you must be a black fan, the kind of black fan that cannot be negotiated with.

"Ah... I want to kill them all..."

Irene Aige lay limply on the table and let out a long breath.

But no, even if she could decide the life and death of people here like a god, she could only look like she could do it.

The people she wanted to erase out of selfish desire had never read her novels. On the contrary, those sacrifices were all serious...

Irene Aige was in a state of hesitation.

Those fans... their idols all look like that, so will they also look like that...

"No matter what, it shouldn't be that bad..."

Irene Aige smiled awkwardly and reached out to the book in front of her.

Because the impact has always been ridiculously great, she has never really counted how many people here can be killed by her in one stroke, and how many people she cannot kill.