Senior Superstar

"The first scene of the sixth scene of "The Undertaker", Ai... what the hell?"

The sudden influx of people and howling in the funeral parlor shocked the scene recorder who was announcing the start of filming, and also attracted the attention of the crew and the crowd watching outside the set.

Walking ahead of the crowd were four funeral home workers in black suits. Four young men, wearing masks, carefully carried a body covered with a white cloth on a stretcher, while seven or eight grandchildren followed behind.

As the dozen or so people walked into the funeral home, Li Shixin's nose wrinkled.

What a big smell!

Funeral parlors often store remains, and they are disinfected with Suwen disinfectant every day. The whole morning, Li Shixin spent the smell of Lai Suwen smelling choking. But even with such a strong smell of disinfectant, at this moment, he still couldn't resist the smell like a trash can during the dog days!

"Hey!"

Not only Li Shixin, but when the four boys who carried the body put the body on the embalming table, the entire crew couldn't help covering their noses and stepped aside.

Seeing the reaction of everyone in the crew, a man in his forties blushed, but then he gave the group of people who were holding their noses and glaring fiercely a hard look.

The production team used to do things for nothing. Although they have never experienced this kind of scene, they understand the truth that the dead are the greatest.

Especially best wishes, more than 100 mourning videos have been shot in the past two years, and I know that the family members of the deceased are more easily excited at this time. Seeing that the middle-aged man was angry, he immediately waved his hand to stop the production crew, and withdrew the equipment to the other side of the funeral home.

The smell at the burial place was really not good. Seeing that An Xiaoxiao, who had always been heartless, was timidly hiding behind him at this time, Li Shixin hurriedly brought the little girl to a group of old fans.

The studio is such a place separated from the disposal room of the funeral parlor. In order to maintain ventilation, the door is always open during the day.

A group of old fans stood at the door watching Li Shixin and Xiaoxiao filming. Everyone saw and heard what happened just now.

Old people may not be perfect, but after living most of their lives, many things can be roughly figured out without thinking about it.

Pinching his nose, Mr. Liu Feng curled his lips angrily, "Oh, I'm afraid it took three or five years to discover this smell, right?"

"Yeah, I guess it took me a long time to discover it, otherwise it wouldn't be so delicious." Zhang Yaozhong sighed, and echoed: "It's lucky that it's the beginning of spring. If it's summer, it's... even worse."

"Hi!" Wu Ming on the side also covered his nose and sighed, "People are gone, what's the use of looking good? No, this smell is too nasty, Shixin, I think this posture will last for a while I can't take pictures of my son, so let's retreat further away, ah."

Seeing a group of elderly people not only wrinkling their noses, but also showing a touch of desolation on their faces, Li Shixin nodded slightly.

But when Li Shixin hadn't stepped out of the funeral home, there was a noise in the treatment room.

"Why can't I fix my appearance? My mother didn't have to be so sudden. You asked me to burn my mother like this. What's the matter?!"

"Sir, Ma'am, don't get excited. It is said that this encoffining is part of our service, but your mother's situation is really...we can't do anything about it. The old lady...it took too long...and she was directly cremated Bar?"

"That's it, no! My mother loves to be clean and has been clean all her life. Now you let her go like this, how uncomfortable is she?"

"Aren't you just grooming? You can't handle this situation, what do you want to eat!?"

"A group of people who eat dead food and earn so much money from the dead can't do this or that? What about your manager? Where's your boss? You let him come and talk to us! When we bought the cemetery, we promised to provide a good encoffining service, why now? Can't do it again?"

Hearing the noise behind him, Li Shixin stopped in his tracks, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the faces of the two embalmers in the disposal room blushing.

Obviously, what the family members said made the two very angry. One of the young men took two deep breaths, but still didn't hold back.

"You're so filial. Did you find out earlier when someone died? It was only sent when it was leaking. Now you're showing filial piety again?"

These words completely pissed off the family members!

In an instant, the scene got out of control.

Two women in the family of the deceased rushed towards the little master with a cry, and the treatment room was in a state of panic. During the scuffle, someone hung up the white cloth covering the body.

With a sound of brushing, the white cloth was torn off, and a soaring stench permeated the air.

At this time, Li Shixin saw that the old man's body was swollen like a giant, the nose was filled with bloody foam, the mouth was slightly opened, and a pair of gray eyes were fixed on the ceiling.

In the chaos, the body just lay there quietly, like a discarded sundry.

Sighing, Li Shixin pushed An Xiaoxiao into Wu Ming's arms. He turned around and walked to the compartment where the crew temporarily stacked equipment, picked up the makeup artist's box, and walked to the door of the disposal room to stand still.

He looked at the family members who were still beating the young embalmer, and said something.

"Don't make it difficult for the child, I will come."

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On the side, Zhu Hao and others who were watching the excitement widened their eyes when they saw Li Shixin go and return.

Really into the drama ah! ?

You are always an actor!

...

As Li Shixin's angry voice reverberated in the treatment room, the family members who were beating the staff stopped.

Seeing Li Shixin wearing the mortician's protective clothing, the children of the deceased were taken aback.

Regardless of Zhu Hao and the others grinning and winking, Li Shixin carried the box and walked to the corpse. After looking at the body carefully again, he beckoned to the family members: "Do you have a photo of the old lady? Give me one."

"ah……"

Faced with Li Shixin's inquiry, the children were stunned.

"Brother, do you have it in your phone?"

"without……"

"Second sister, where are you?"

"I haven't been back for a long time. Where are the photos... Oh? I seem to have a hundred-day photo in my mobile phone, but my mother was still young at that time... Can it work, master?"

The four children couldn't produce a recent photo of the old lady, Li Shixin couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

Ignoring the family members who came forward, Li Shixin picked up the white cloth on the ground, carefully covered the old lady's body, only the horrific face was exposed, and sighed: "Bring it here."

After a while, a pair of well-maintained hands placed the mobile phone next to the old lady's head trembling.

In the photo, a woman with short ear-length hair, wearing a lace-collared Dacron shirt, and unattractive eyebrows is facing the baby in her arms, showing a loving smile.

Silently, he took out the incomplete Buddhist beads that were extracted from the system when he took out the cosmetic case just now from his pocket, wrapped them around his wrist a few times, and Li Shixin bowed solemnly to the corpse.

"Everyone who is not a family member goes out and closes the door."

Standing up again, he picked up the alcohol cotton in the makeup box. He said something softly to the crew and the staff of the funeral home who were grinning anxiously.