Class 9 of Senior High Two, one year before the college entrance exam, collectively transmigrated.
A Western fantasy world, turbulent, with frequent wars.
A group of students at the pea...
lantern
Just as Lin Lang said, ten minutes later, the task countdown stopped and all female players completed identity verification.
But just like the cameras and surveillance did not capture Lin Lang's presence, the director stared at the surveillance in the patio frame by frame for a long time but could not find the time point for Lin Lang to verify his birth date.
"Director, why don't we call the police?" As an old hand in the industry, the assistant director knew a lot more than the youngsters who had just entered the industry. For example, there were all kinds of strange phenomena in the industry recently, and the official organization called the "Special Events Management Bureau" - in order to warn those people in the entertainment industry who were obsessed with money and luxury, the official organization deliberately let some of its intelligence spread quietly in the entertainment industry.
In addition to Lin Yuan's "Tower of Babel" and the like, which still has a very high level of confidentiality, organizations such as the "Special Events Management Bureau" that are not completely confidential have begun to gradually release a little information to allow the public to gradually adapt to its existence.
The "calling the police" mentioned by the assistant director was not just a simple call to the police. Instead, it was a special channel set up by the authorities to transfer the call to the "Special Event Management Bureau" and ask them to come and help deal with it.
The director is not completely ignorant of these matters; his qualifications are just greater than those of the assistant director. At the same time, he also has more things to consider.
Calling the police is indeed the best option now, but this means that the program needs to be stopped and re-recorded later.
It's fine for the staff, but how to solve the problem of scene rental? How to adjust the players' schedule? Do we need to pay extra notice fees? How to publicize this suspension of recording?
Although the investors gave them a large sum of money, it did not mean that they had full control over it and could squander it at will - the business people sent by the investors would always keep an eye on every expenditure and could not be fooled easily.
As for explaining "haunting" to them, is haunting as scary as losing money?
After considering various factors, the director shook his head and rejected the assistant director's proposal.
"I have a feeling." The director stared at the monitor and said confidently: "If this episode can be recorded smoothly, the effect may be very good!"
Seeing the director was so persistent, the assistant director really couldn't say anything and could only bite the bullet and continue working, praying that the recording of the program would be smooth and without any accidents.
...
As the first task is completed, the second task is sent to each player's mobile phone.
"The childhood sweetheart of the eldest son of the Zhu family, Mei Fang, the eldest daughter of the Mei family, was sold to the second master by her parents as a match. Players are requested to go to the Zhu family's old house and help the eldest son of the Zhu family escape from the Zhu family's old house. A female player will put on a wedding dress, sit in the sedan chair, and marry the eldest daughter of the Mei family."
"Please complete the task within ten minutes. Once the time limit is exceeded, ten hunters will be released."
The second mission came extremely abruptly. Before the players had time to investigate the various stories about the Zhu family, the mission was suddenly issued.
"Today's mission is so urgent!" Many players couldn't help but mutter after seeing the mission.
Compared to previous confrontations, today we have been busy advancing the game tasks, and the usual confrontation attributes have been reduced a lot.
However, players are happy to see this - in order to ensure the smooth filming of the plot, the director generally will not arrange hunters to capture them during the plot, so this period of time is the safest.
Coupled with the threat from the ten hunters, most of the players ran towards the Zhu family's old house at once, but when they were about to get close, they all braked and showed surprised expressions.
——The streets that were originally full of the style of the Republic of China have completely changed their appearance. Red lanterns are hung under the trees and eaves along the way. The Zhu family's old house has its door open, with a huge "囍" character posted on both sides of the door.
NPCs wearing red robes and masks stood on the road with their hands crossed and bowed. A festive red paper was pasted on their faces, with the words "Happiness for a Hundred Years" written on it in ink mixed with gold powder.
These NPCs stood there like puppets, motionless, until a shrill suona sound broke the silence.
The NPCs moved their stiff bodies, like scarecrows that had just had souls implanted in them and were unable to control their bodies skillfully.
The suona sounded louder and louder. In the festive melody, the NPCs moved their bodies following the music and slowly retreated to both sides of the street, leaving a passage large enough for a sedan chair to pass through.
Wu, the butler who was wearing mourning clothes, had now changed into a red jacket. He had a smile on his face, and the two big red lanterns hanging on his head made his face look unnaturally red.
He didn't seem to notice the strange scene before him. He put his hands in his sleeves and shouted in a shrill voice: "The auspicious time has come - the bride is getting on the sedan -"
The players hiding aside and watching looked at each other in bewilderment.
Bride? They just arrived here, and they haven't remembered to bypass the servants and enter the Zhu Mansion, disguised as Miss Mei's wedding. Where did the bride come from?
"But the plot this time is too grim!" a player muttered.
This question also appeared in the director's mind.
In his original plot design, there was no such process from beginning to end!
What are these scarecrows in red? And what about Butler Wu who presided over the wedding?
How come even the actors he had personally interviewed were acting out a plot he had no idea about?
But...the effect is really good.
The director was worried, but at the same time he couldn't help but get excited about the eerie atmosphere on the scene.
——This is much more realistic than any shoddy TV drama. If he can shoot it well, there is no need to worry that these scenes will not go viral.
So the director temporarily suppressed his worries, pretending to be calm and composed, and told the cameraman, "Shoot carefully, don't use the variety show shooting method... No. 3, that's right, move the camera over there!"
...
A sedan chair was carried out unsteadily through the Zhu family's gate, which was being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes.
Unlike the "scarecrow" in red, the sedan bearers still wear mourning clothes in funeral style, and their white clothes are particularly eye-catching among the red.
Every time the suona was blown, they took a step forward, as if controlled by the suona, walking very steadily in a strange rhythm.
"The bride is getting married——"
A corner of the curtain beside the big red sedan was suddenly lifted, revealing the "bride" in the sedan.
The woman in the sedan was wearing a phoenix crown and a red dragon and phoenix gown, but the color was darker than a normal wedding dress, like blood that had been solidified and drained for a long time.
Under the pearls drooping from the Phoenix Coronet was a beautiful face. Even though her foundation was painted white like a performer's, and her lips were so red that they looked like they were dripping blood, it was still difficult to conceal the woman's unrivaled beauty - this face looked like Lin Lang no matter how you looked at it!
"Isn't that Lin Lang?"
Someone among the players soon recognized Lin Lang and pointed at her and shouted.
At this moment, they still thought that Lin Lang had entered Zhu's mansion in advance to complete the task. Although the scene in front of them was indeed a bit strange, the hunter had not yet appeared, and the familiar person sitting in the sedan chair was very suitable for teasing and creating a show effect, so many players laughed and waved and shouted enthusiastically at Lin Lang.
Hearing their voices, Lin Lang turned his head slightly and looked in their direction, revealing a pair of eyes covered with thin tears, crying and complaining.
For a moment, the girl in front of him seemed no longer the familiar "teammate", but a poor person who was forced to sit in the wedding sedan chair and was forced to separate from her lover because of feudal dregs to bring good luck to the old man.
"That's too much!" a female player said uncomfortably, her eyes welling up with tears as she was moved by the farewell atmosphere.
The lifted curtain of the sedan chair was soon discovered by the butler Wu who was accompanying the bride. He first glared at Lin Lang fiercely, then looked coldly at the people and players who were watching the ceremony along the way. He suddenly stretched out his right hand from his sleeve, grabbed a handful of coins, and threw them towards his right side.
Following his movements, the red-clad "scarecrows" following closely behind the sedan also took out coins from their sleeves and threw them on both sides of the road.
——These red coins are actually real banknotes!
"The director team is going to do something so big? Just throwing cash around in public?"
Ding Wenbo muttered as a red banknote fell in front of him. He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to catch it, but at this moment, a whisper suddenly rang in his ear and in the ears of all the players along the way.
"Don't pick it up!"
Ding Wenbo only felt a shock of energy, and his mind and vision seemed to become much clearer.
He looked at the banknotes that had fallen to the ground again - that was not China's hundred-yuan currency at all. The four big words "Heaven and Earth Bank" were printed on the front. It was actually ghost money!
“This, this…”
Ding Wenbo was speechless for a moment.
How could good money turn into ghost money in the blink of an eye?
Although Ding Wenbo was not physically strong, his eyesight had never been a problem and he would not even misread commonly used banknotes.
Oh right! The voice that reminded me just now was Su Mu!
Ding Wenbo quickly looked in Su Mu's direction, wanting to hear what this young but secretive boy had to say, but he saw Su Mu looking up into the sky - the paper money for the dead was falling like snow, like a bleak snowfall - his eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness.
Except for Su Mu and Lin Lang in the sedan, no one could notice that the film and television city they were in was covered with a layer of barrier. All the NPCs and "scarecrows" were nothing more than lives created by magic, just like the barrier that Lin Yuan and his four companions had mistakenly entered in the library before.
And the culprit of all this - the woman in red sitting on the top of the sedan chair, wearing the same wedding dress as Lin Lang, looking at the paper money along the way, stretching out her dark blue hand with long red nails, as if catching a falling snowflake, and gently holding up a piece of paper money.
The wind from somewhere blew up her long black hair, revealing a delicate face that was slightly similar to Lin Lang.
A tear of blood slowly slid down the woman's cheek. She did not wipe the tears from her cheek, but sang a graceful song in a hoarse voice.
"I wish to stay with my lover forever
Never separated from each other in this life