Full-level Director

"I'm sorry! What do you mean!"

"Is there really a ghost??"

"What did the protagonist see?"

"Psycho or ghost???"

"Is it just me who is touched?"

"I'm so touched, grandpa is gone, so grandma doesn't eat or drink?"

The barrage frantically swiped the screen.

Song Peng didn't know what mood he was in for a while, with mixed feelings, but no matter what, he just wanted to see the ending now.

In the picture, as the phone fell, Lin Juan suddenly became short of breath and his chest heaved violently. He suddenly ran out of the room and looked at the noodle bowl on the table. There was actually a bowl there, and there was still food in it After finishing the noodle soup, he held his head in pain, and the scene flashed back.

When he came back, he shouted, "Grandma, I'm back."

No one greets him, but he talks as if someone is in front of him.

He did the laundry by himself, and he did the cooking at night with a blank expression. When it was done, he went back to the room and walked out with a normal expression on his face to start eating.

The same goes for the next day.

Where he was frightened by his grandfather, there was actually nothing in front of him.

Memories emerged bit by bit, and Lin Juan was sweating profusely.

Finally, he got up slowly, walked to the room of his grandparents with difficulty, and pushed open the door.

empty.

The grandma who just walked into the room in my memory does not exist.

Lin Juan collapsed immediately, squatting down and crying loudly.

Song Peng lit a cigarette, his eyes were a little red.

At this time, the comments on the bullet screen were different.

"I can't believe I cried watching a horror movie."

"Too understandable."

"What the hell? Real hammer mental illness?"

"So it's all hallucinations?"

"What a mess, I don't understand."

"Suddenly I was very moved. I decided to book a train ticket home after watching it."

"I haven't seen my grandparents for more than a year, and I suddenly miss them so much."

...

After crying for a while, Lin Juan began to wipe his tears, then stood up and walked to his room, picked up the phone that had hung up the call and stuffed it into his pocket.

After packing his luggage, Lin Juan put his backpack on his back and walked out of the room. After looking around in the main room, he went out.

Sitting on the bus to the train station, Lin Juan watched the scenery outside the window in silence all the way, but when he got off the bus, there was a light ringing from his phone.

Lin Juan took out his phone and clicked on WeChat, it was a message from his father.

"Are you OK?"

Before Lin Juan could reply, the message was still jumping: "I just looked through it, and I'll give you a photo. It's what we saw when we went back. This is the last photo of my grandparents."

Then a photo jumped out.

Lin Juan clicked on the photo. In the picture, grandpa was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the quilt was well covered, and grandma was sitting on the chair beside the bed. Both of them seemed to be asleep.

"What are you looking at?" Grandma's voice suddenly sounded.

A close-up shot of Lin Juan's left side profile, Lin Juan suddenly raised his head, his pupils trembled, and his face occupied the right half of the screen.

The next second, the camera began to rotate. The left side of the screen was originally the bright square in front of the train station, but when the camera moved slowly, it was blocked by Lin Juan's figure for a while, and the screen became dim.

The screen was rotated 90 degrees, facing Lin Juan's face, and before he knew it, the background on the right side of the screen had become the main room of his hometown.

Scene switching seamlessly!

Grandma showed half of her face from behind Lin Juan, with a strange smile on that half of her face: "You are back again, my good grandson."

After the screen was frozen for a second, it simply went dark, and the list of behind-the-scenes personnel began to be played.

Although the movie was shot by Lin Juan alone, there is a long list of people including distribution, publicity, soundtrack, cooperative companies, etc. after getting the dust.

But these fans are not interested in the slightest.

At this point the barrage went crazy.

"?????"

"Board and labor have a heart attack!!"

"Damn, I have a shadow!"

"I decided to book a ticket to go back in a few days."

"Director, come out!! Where's the promised mental illness? What's going on now!!"

"Director, you pay me for my computer! I just punched the screen!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Song Peng froze in front of the computer. The last scene just now was so frightening that he couldn't recover for a long time. His mind was full of that last scene! At this moment, his heart was full of fear.

Then there is resentment.

【I really believed in your evil! I really believed that everything was a psychotic fantasy, thinking that it would end like this! I should have known it earlier! Why didn’t I prepare myself!】

Song Peng's mind is full of thoughts about how stupid I am! I should have known about this bad director's routine long ago, but in the end I was fooled!

You make me feel moved!! Bastard!

It is now 1:20 in the morning, the film is nearly 80 minutes into the feature film, and the night is already very deep, but now he can't sleep at all!

"No, I want to check Weibo, so please don't sleep! I want to have a good night today! By the way, I will scold that shitty director!" Song Peng was talking to himself, thinking of scolding the director, he suddenly became full of energy up.

Song Peng was about to close the movie page where the behind-the-scenes personnel were placed, when a small box popped up in the lower right corner of the screen, reminding him that he could rate the movie. Song Peng hesitated for a moment. The full star was five out of ten, and Song Peng gave four and a half stars, nine points .

【Giving a high score doesn't affect me scolding the director at all!】

Song Peng thought so, turned off the movie interface, and started to switch to Weibo.

Taking a deep breath, he first posted a Weibo: "I found a horror movie suitable for watching before going to bed. The director is a mental patient. The movie was filmed with a mobile phone. The content of this movie is warm, and there is a hint of Laughing, very suitable for people with insomnia to relax before going to bed."

Then he copied this content, went to Chenguangguan Weibo and pasted it, horror movies, supernatural movies, funny movies, daily movies, etc., and continued to paste it under Weibo, a big v microblog that relies on recommended movies for self-media.

After a while, the background showed that someone had liked and commented on him.

He didn't care about it at all, with hot sparks burning in his eyes, he took his mobile phone and started posting on Moments.

Tonight is destined to be a night of fighting!

Come on! My burning grievances with nowhere to rest!!

...

The morning sun penetrated the curtains and sprinkled on Lin Juan's peacefully sleeping face, and the breeze passed through the screen window, making the curtains flutter slightly.

Lin Juan frowned suddenly, his eyelids moved, and opened his eyes in the next second. His gaze was dull for a few seconds before gradually concentrating. He yawned, grabbed his phone and looked, it was eighteen past nine.

Last night, he simulated the shooting of "Journey to the Center of the Earth" in the system to a close. When shooting in the system, there is no need to consider the status of personnel or the construction of the venue. Everything can be done in one thought, and the shooting is very enjoyable.

WeChat has unread messages.

He sat up and rubbed his hair, stretched again before unlocking the screen, and clicked into WeChat in a daze.

It was Li Lan's message: [Xiao Juan, send me a message when you wake up. 】

Lin Juan's expression became clearer, he tapped his fingers twice, and sent out a message: "Awake, what's wrong, Aunt Lan?"

Within two seconds, a call came in, and the caller was Li Lan. Lin Juan subconsciously thought of it.

Something big happened.