Chapter 8 Chapter 8 "When I Moved into a Haunted House"...

Male lead?

When Wen Yu heard these three words, he found it harder to refuse than "I'll give you a million."

Although he knew that the person in front of him was a marginal figure in the entertainment industry who had no work, no works, and even no money to pay the rent, and was even worse off than him.

But what he can give is also the "leading actor" role.

Wen Yu stopped, and the mop that was flying in the air and was about to aim at Ying Tianrui's butt stopped.

This speaks to the heart of man.

As the mop stayed in the air for longer and longer periods of time, Ying Tianrui felt more and more that this was possible.

"Great Immortal, I would like to make a bold guess. You have just come down from the mountain not long ago, right? Are you still a little short of the right skills to transform into a human form? Are you living in our city to experience human life and what it's like to be a human? I have a very good suggestion. Become an actor. In the shortest possible time, you can experience different lives, love and hate. This is an opportunity you don't have in this small rental house!"

Li Zhaoyan wanted to touch his forehead: "..."

With such poor rhetoric, you still want to deceive a "great god" and you are not afraid that the other party will kick you again.

Unexpectedly——

Wen Yu: "Okay."

Li Zhaoyan: “…”

How lucky was he? Did he really just come down the mountain?

When he heard Daxian say "OK", Ying Tianrui stood up immediately and said, "Okay, Daxian, thank you, I will go back to write the jokes now, and we will try to shoot it tomorrow!"

The mop returned to the corner where it belonged.

Ying Tianrui reached out and pressed the door handle: "Master, shall we go back now?"

Wen Yu said "hmm" and ignored the two of them.

Whether he was the leading actor or not, he had no intention of letting the two of them stay... He was not a real "great god", so could he treat them as a dish if he kept them?

Open the door, go out, turn around and prepare to close the door respectfully.

Ying Tianrui suddenly remembered the young man who originally rented this house, so he asked without thinking: "Master, where is the original person in this house? Did he move out?"

people?

Of course he was standing right here, but no one could see him!

Thinking of this sad reality, Wen Yu didn't want to talk properly.

“Not moved.”

Ying Tianrui was stunned.

Didn’t they move away? Then why didn’t he see anyone?

Just as I was wondering, I heard Wen Yu say the second half of the sentence -

"I've eaten it, hehe, hehe."

Ying Tianrui shuddered, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight up to his heart.

Bang.

He closed the door and walked stiffly, like a rusty, creaking machine that had not been used for three years.

Let’s go back to Li Chaoyan’s room together.

Ying Tianrui trembled: "Did you hear that? He said he eats people..."

As soon as he returned to the room, Li Chaoyan sat down on the chair.

"I heard that."

She also felt weak and her feet were no longer numb, but her body was.

Who would understand? She fell directly into the "arms" of the immortal just now. The close contact made her scalp tingle.

Even though Daxian had a faint scent of shower gel on his body, it couldn't save her from goose bumps.

Ying Tianrui was still immersed in his own speculation: "From what I heard, the voice seemed to be a bit like the guy who used to live in that room. Do you think he ate... and then turned into that guy?"

This question made Li Chaoyan roll her eyes: "If he wants to eat people, why would he order takeout? Can pre-prepared food and gutter oil be more nutritious than a living person?"

This is obviously a scary statement.

Ying Tianrui thought about it and it made sense.

This immortal wanted to eat people, why not just eat them and that was it? Why did he leave two little desserts running around under his nose, is he watching to ease his mood?

But, even if the immortal doesn’t eat people, he is not a normal person.

Other people were being knocked on the door by ghosts. If he wasn't crazy, how dare he knock on the ghost's door?

"Well, shall we run?"

Li Chaoyan gave him a look that said "think about it yourself".

run?

Can they get away?

"We are also people in the entertainment industry. We must have heard of ghost stories in the entertainment industry, right? Raising a little ghost, looking for a master, have you ever heard of the option of running away halfway?"

Ying Tianrui: “…”

I had no money in my pocket, the rent was due, and I had provoked a non-human. It was over, all over.

…

Wen Yu walked around the room twice. He was a little excited now.

As expected, life is like this: bad times turn into good times!

After the "falling", it is time to start "rising".

As the saying goes, a blessing in disguise. He has become a transparent person, so how can it not be an opportunity?

Having been in the entertainment industry for three years, he has also played some roles, including a corpse, an NPC without lines, Soldier A, Soldier B, a passerby, a delivery man, an errand boy... Li Chaoyan said that she was an extra, but strictly speaking, Wen Yu was also one.

Originally, Wenyu shouldn't have been so miserable. However, three years ago, after graduating from animal husbandry, he told his father that he refused to raise sheep, would not enter the sheep pen, and would enter the entertainment industry.

His father was so angry——

"You said you wanted to raise sheep and become a little prince of sheep farming. You studied a related major in college and asked me to stop my original orchard business. Now you say you want to be an actor. I am not going to start a business in the entertainment industry. If you want to go, go by yourself. Don't rely on your own father to pave the way for you."

Wen Yu said he was innocent.

Wasn't he young and ignorant at that time? He only knew the smell of lamb ribs. Only after he really raised sheep did he realize that the little prince of sheep farming didn't need to spray perfume on his body, as he smelled entirely of sheep.

"Dad, you were wrong. I was still young at that time. How could you listen to me? You are the parent, you have to make the decision. If the child talks nonsense, you have to beat him with a bamboo stick. How can you follow the child to make trouble?"

Wen Yu's violent words caused his father to chase him two miles away with a bamboo pole.

"Get lost, I'm the parent, I have the final say, go and make your way in the entertainment industry on your own, with your own abilities, and you are not allowed to use a dime from our family."

"Just rely on myself. Look how handsome I am. I can succeed just by relying on my face."

"Tsk, okay, remember what you said today. If you can't make it, you are not my son, and you and Wangcai will be brothers."

"Remember it, or you can take a gamble. If I become a big star, you can call me brother!"

"I call you geigei!"

Wen Yu felt a little dizzy after walking around, and finally stopped.

"The leading actor, hehe!"

He lay down on the bed and thought about this matter again.

"The leading actor, hehe."

No matter if it’s a joke, a skit, or anything else, he’s always the male lead… No matter how poor Ying Tianrui is, he’s a professional director.

He lay on the bed and looked at a mosquito perched on the ceiling, which he felt looked particularly handsome.

"The leading actor, hehe."

It’s a pity that I can’t tell Sun Xifei immediately and show off to him.

It’s easy to imagine that Fei Ge must still be suffering from “indigestion” now.

It's uncomfortable to walk at night in gorgeous clothes. It's really uncomfortable.

…

A-choo.

Ying Tianrui was in his room next door, with his laptop computer on, he dug out a bucket of expired instant noodles and wrote the script all night.

He always felt a chill on his back vaguely. He looked up more than once throughout the night to see if the air conditioner had turned on automatically. There seemed to be some kind of auditory hallucinations filling his ears.

The male lead, hehe.

hiss!

Too eerie and scary.

There's a ghost!

Driven by some indescribable force, Ying Tianrui wrote a 30,000-word "script" in just one night.

Dawn breaks in the east.

Ying Tianrui had dark circles under his eyes that were not as dark as they had been after staying up all night for ten nights. He looked like a ghost had drained all his energy. He floated to the door of Room 402, holding his computer.

Reach out, knock on the door...stop.

Ying Tianrui suddenly thought, it’s already dawn, Master, can you come out during the day?

Just as I was thinking about it, the door in front of me opened with a click.

Wow——

Ying Tianrui took a deep breath and realized that what he saw was not a scary scene.

In front of me is a "person" wearing long sleeves, long pants, a mask, a hat and sunglasses.

Probably over 1.80 meters tall.

Ying Tianrui raised his head slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind: this height is enough to be the male lead.

Looking more closely, I saw that it was a bit hot, but the other person was wrapped up very tightly, with gloves and scarf on, to ensure that no skin was exposed.

Aside from being a little weird, it's not really scary.

When celebrities in the entertainment industry travel, they always dress up like this.

“Has the script been written?”

Wen Yu pointed at Ying Tianrui's laptop phone.

"Oh, yes! I've finished writing it, Great Immortal, look!"

Ying Tianrui pushed the notebook forward, and Wen Yu, who was about to extend his hand, retracted it halfway.

He's not a germaphobe, but the notebook looks really greasy.

He could clearly see the fingerprints left by Ying Tianrui on it...it smelled like Master Kang's braised beef noodles.

"Add me as a friend and just text me."

Wen Yu took out his mobile phone, opened the QR code, and asked someone to scan it and add him as a friend.

Ying Tianrui returned to 401 in a daze... Great Immortal, you have integrated into the human world quite well?

When Ying Tianrui opened Wenyu's chat box, he saw the avatar and felt it looked familiar. He clicked on it and saw a selfie of Wenyu himself with a cheerful smile and a happy puppy look.

"ah!"

He screamed in fright and threw his phone away.

This, this is the guy from next door!

Do immortals really not eat humans?

How does this count as stealing someone's identity and information?

Otherwise, he should call the police?

Room 402.

Wen Yu opened the text that Ying Tianrui sent him.

When I Moved into a Haunted House

This name is really easy to understand.

Ying Tianrui planned to make it into a joke or a short video of 3 to 5 minutes in length, so his 30,000-word text was divided into N parts.

The first part of the text is about a beautiful, poor woman dragging a big suitcase and moving into a haunted house. The haunted house has N rooms (depending on the location, at least two or more).

Wenyu’s first impression: haunted house, beautiful woman, which is also a common setting.

After checking in, nothing unexpected happened, but I saw a ghost.

A "ghost" wearing a suit of clothes appeared. Because the beautiful woman was too poor, she stopped screaming and started living with the "ghost".

Wen Yu quickly finished reading these 30,000 words. How should I put it? If I read it as a novel, it is really not enough. The plot and characters are a bit clichéd. However, if it is made into a short video, it will be completely fine!

Almost as soon as he read the text, Wen Yu understood Ying Tianrui's intention.

What is the selling point of ghost movies? Thrilling sound effects, scary ghosts. Even if the plot is weak, there are still some fixed audiences.

In a niche circle, the audience is stable and the requirements are low.

What ghost movies are generally criticized for, apart from the ridiculous plots and the ending that must not really involve ghosts, is the 50-cent special effects.

Spending money just to get scared, if it's not scary or horrifying, it's a sin.

But now!

With Wenyu, can’t “special effects” be created just like that without the need for post-processing?

Post-production still costs a lot of money, but now you can just take a picture with your phone and it will be ready for you. Cost? There is no such thing as cost.

After reading the text, Wen Yu walked around the room again. Although he felt that Ying Tianrui should go to sleep at this time, he should not disturb him if he had any humanity.

However, he was so excited about his career that he picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message.

[The script is good. When will the filming start? I'm ready! ]

He is not a human being now, so why should he have any humanity?

Ying Tianrui, who just lay down and touched the corner of the quilt covering his belly button: ???

Hello, your order for the Immortal Life Experience is being urged.

It's really daylight outside, but it's dark inside my eyes——

Huaimin, it’s time to go to bed now!