The devil affectionately calls me a bad guy

Anyway, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was just trying to show off.

"You don't understand this, do you? Men always try to be strong inexplicably in some places," Ying Su raised her hand and patted Sadako on the shoulder with an expression that said, "I understand."

"Anyway, it must be from anime and TV shows, right?"

Li Lin's ruthless complaints instantly shattered Ying Su's confident expression.

Sadako, who had just been looking at Yingsu with some admiration, immediately developed a subtle expression.

"Ahem, what are you doing! Art comes from life! Sometimes it's even more outrageous than life!"

Ying Su's face turned red all of a sudden, but considering that if she backed down now, she would probably not be able to hold her head up in front of Sadako and Li Lin in the future, and might even be laughed at as an eternal black history, Ying Su suppressed her shame, put her hands on her hips and shouted loudly.

"Why can't I learn from watching TV dramas?"

Damn it! So shameful! But I can’t be a coward!

Tears welled up in Ying Su's eyes, but she smiled confidently and as a matter of course, although she looked very pitiful in the eyes of Sadako and Li Lin.

It's just like how a person with chuunibyou will be speechless and unable to laugh at her if she is stubborn enough. As long as she is stubborn enough at this time, Sadako and Li Lin will not be able to laugh at her!

If anyone, if anyone had even a little bit of emotional intelligence, they should have just turned this matter around...

"Puch-"

Li Lin couldn't help but laughed.

“Woo… Wooaaaaaa – Li Lin, you are such an annoying guy!”

Ying Su covered her face and ran out on the spot.

She almost forgot that Li Lin was not without emotional intelligence. After all, it was clear that any scumbag had high emotional intelligence. But Li Lin was also a bastard. Once he got familiar with her, he would show his dark side without mercy and would not say a single nice word.

"what--"

Li Lin let out a long breath, turned over and lay on the ground in a spread-eagle position.

How should I put it? It’s a pity that I can’t shout, but the unique voice of a girl who is a little embarrassed but gradually lets go is also great.

It also makes up for a lot of regrets.

The next point is...

Li Lin lowered his gaze and looked in the direction of Yueyi.

Under the soft sunlight, the thick black fog was dissipating little by little, and he could finally see the appearance of the girl called the dead girl.

Well, it’s a nice butt indeed!

Yueyi blushed and subconsciously covered her butt and moved to the side.

"Look there!" Shen Mengxin's eyebrows twitched wildly and she rushed straight towards Li Lin.

“Wait, wait a minute! Someone will die! Someone will die! Gahhhh—”

"1234 ha..."

At the foot of Youshui Mountain, a greasy young man yawned, rubbed his eyes sleepily, and raised his hand to block the camera.

"Ka, I'm a little tired. I stayed up too late reading the script yesterday. Sorry."

"Good~"

Tang Ren, who was sitting on the armchair, nodded with a smile.

As a director, he should have scolded these young actors in a stern tone, saying that they were here to film, not to be masters. However, the one in front of him was different.

My stage name is Smail. I don’t know why I’m called this name, but I’ve been called this anyway. This year, I’m 33 years old!

That’s right! Thirty-three years old! He was screaming all day long, but he was actually a thirty-three-year-old uncle!

It's already a piece of marinated meat that's not very fresh!

In order to avoid the indelible salty smell, he chose to stay away from it.

The shooting time doesn't matter at all. Anyway, this is not a masterpiece that needs time to polish. I can just copy the storyboards, add some nonsense PPT narration in the opening, and make a very slow and long list of actors to fill the time. A two-hour film can be finished in half a month at most.

Anyway, he doesn't need to be anxious. He doesn't care if these actors act like big shots. If he scolds them, he will only get embarrassed. It is better to let them roam freely and meet their requirements. When the investors get anxious, these puppets raised by capitalists will naturally move obediently.

"Ha—this is life, this is living..."

Tang Ren lay comfortably on the armchair, waving a fan.

"Kacha——"

Irene Aige broke the pen in her hand.

I can’t stand it anymore!

Chapter 239 Call an ambulance! The wound is about to heal!

Irene Aige is a high-level evil spirit, possibly even at a higher level, with the ability to cause people to commit suicide, and her target of influence is people who have read her books.

Of course, as she killed more and more people, her abilities became more flexible, and she also figured out a lot of ways to fix bugs. From the beginning, she could only control people to hang themselves or jump off buildings, but now~

"As long as the ending is suicide, the process in between doesn't matter at all~"

There was a ruthless cold light in Irene Aige's eyes, and she slowly raised the pen in her hand.

The target was the 33-year-old Smail Gege. Although he hadn't read a single word of the script, it wasn't a big deal because the filming staff had read it! And there were quite a few of them!

She had already thought it through. She would control one of the staff members to secretly hit Smiler with a rusty knife!

She knew that actors were very dedicated people. They could grit their teeth and continue filming even if they had broken bones. They would definitely not care if they were hit by a rusty knife!

Tetanus! Just one tetanus! She wins!

"ah--"

At the moment when Irene Aige put pen to paper, Smail, who was fiddling with the script, screamed and jumped up, scaring not only the people around him but also Irene Aige.

"My, my, my!"

Smiley covered his fingers tightly, his face was pale, and he looked miserable as if he had been shot.

“I cut my finger with paper!!!”

"cough--"

Irene Aige only felt a huge arrow with the words "My finger was cut by paper" piercing through her body, and she opened her mouth and coughed up blood.

My hand, my finger was cut by the paper, so it's just a cut! Why are you screaming so loudly?

I thought you were stabbed by someone!

"Quick! Call an ambulance!!!"

The agent, who was originally playing with his mobile phone, immediately turned pale and ran over in panic. While giving Smail a loving hug, he anxiously directed others to call 120.

"ambulance……"

An arrow with the word "AMBILITY" written on it hit Irene Aige's head from top to bottom, causing her to spit out blood again.

"what?"

It's just a cut finger...

Why do we need an ambulance!!!

Isn't it enough to just bandage it? !

It’s okay if that thing doesn’t need to be bandaged!

The ambulance is here... Could it be that the wound has really not healed?!

"Uuuuuu——"

Smiler covered his fingers tightly, leaned on his agent's chest and cried bitterly, looking aggrieved like a 33-year-old child.

Irene Aige covered her chest with her hands, her expression a little distorted.

Now, she feels even more aggrieved than seeing those unwarranted negative reviews and slander.

"Even elementary school students wouldn't cry over such a small injury!!!"

Irene Aige threw the pen aside in despair, slumped heavily in the chair, staring blankly at the ceiling filled with black mist.

She doesn't want to write anymore.

She didn't want to write at all. Although she had already started the story, she didn't want to continue writing it at all.

Are you kidding me? If I write a character that bursts into tears when his finger is cut, readers will definitely criticize me for my unreasonable character design! But...

Now it really exists!!!

Art is just expressing reality in an exaggerated way...bullshit.

Isn't this even more outrageous than art?

She even had an idea of ​​giving up on herself and decided to control several staff members around her to rush in all directions at full speed and send this shameful thing to reincarnation.

"Ding--"

Li Lin, who was lying on the ground, blinked and raised his hand to take the cell phone out of his pocket.

[I won’t write anymore, you win]

Along with the text message came a sad face emoticon.

"Ok?"

Li Lin's face was full of question marks.

Irene Aige surrendered?

what?

The terrifying ghost Irene Aige who controls most of the living people in Youshui Mountain like a god, can make Youshui Mountain littered with corpses with just a stroke of a pen, and is extremely cunning...

Surrender? Impossible, this is definitely a trap.

Li Lin's first reaction was to be alert.

To be honest, he didn't believe that Irene Aige would miss such a good writing environment, not to mention that she had already started writing.

The important thing is that he couldn't imagine any reason why Irene Aige would give up...

【Cut! Cut! Cut! 】

Any reason... doesn't seem to be so absolute.

Li Lin hesitated for a moment and then quickly typed a few words.

[Driven crazy? ]

【I write your uncle】

Irene Aige seemed to be guarding her cell phone. As soon as Li Lin's text message was sent, she received a text message with an angry expression on her face.

Obviously, he was tortured enough.

And the one who could torture Irene Aige into this state...

Most likely it was the one who did the cutting.

Even without looking in the mirror, Li Lin could be sure that his expression was particularly subtle.

He had no way of saving all the people in Youshui Mountain, and he might not even be able to save a single person. After all, Irene Aige's uniqueness was there. There was a high probability that he would completely collapse as he looked at the corpses on the ground, while Irene Aige would contentedly take a photo of her manuscript and prepare to send it out, and then go looking for the next harvesting point.

He had even prepared himself for failure.

but now……

So many people in Youshui Mountain survived. Although two or three people may have died, the rest of the people did not have to die.

And all this is thanks to that cut...

Looking at the angry facial expressions that popped up one after another on the phone screen, Li Lin's eyes twitched wildly.

Obviously, the cutting did more than just leave Irene Aige speechless.

Apparently, it's no different from being driven crazy...

Being able to force Irene Aige to not write at all, one has to admit that this Gege has some, no, extraordinary means. Even he couldn't help but sigh, and then applaud and shout "Awesome".

After hesitating for a moment, Li Lin climbed up and patted Zhao Qingqing on the head.