Chapter 154 You Pay
Chen Debang looked embarrassed. Generally speaking, screenwriters in film crews are mostly divided into two categories.
One type is where the original author serves as the screenwriter. These screenwriters usually just lend their names to the production and don't spend much time on set.
Another type is the scriptwriter who stays on set specifically to assist the production team. These scriptwriters are basically on set every day, and their main role is to make certain modifications to the original script in order to achieve the desired effect for the director, investors, and even the actors.
Another type, belonging to the second category, is brought in by investors or actors themselves, so that they can arbitrarily modify the script and add scenes for the actors after joining the production.
The little yellow in front of us is clearly the latter type, and the original scriptwriter, Li Yonghu, had followed the crew for a while before this, out of respect for Chen Debang.
However, the things that have happened on the set recently have been too upsetting, and since another script of his is about to start filming, he went to that set first.
Chen Debang wasn't stupid either. When he heard Ye Wanxi insist on finding the original screenwriter, he knew that the problem was most likely related to him.
"What exactly is wrong with this script?"
Ye Wanxi glanced at him: "The resentment is overwhelming. My suggestion is that we shouldn't start any work until the problem is resolved, otherwise..."
"otherwise……"
Sooner or later, someone will die a violent death.
"A violent death?" The faces of the people present turned slightly pale, especially Yao Jinwei and the other person.
If it weren't for that chair that appeared at the right time, they probably would have already agreed to Ye Wanxi's words.
Chen Debang thought Ye Wanxi's words were already explosive enough, but then she paused and added, "Anyone in the crew could be involved, not just the actors."
In other words, besides the actors, the crew members and even the director himself could be the next victims.
Chen Debang couldn't help but gasp. This feeling was like that of a random killer in a movie or TV series, hiding where you can't see them, watching you all the time, ready to strike at any moment.
No one can predict when the unfortunate soul who lost their life will become them. Fear will gradually erode their reason, making them anxious and restless, unable to eat or sleep, and eventually leading to hysteria and driving themselves insane.
Chen Debang felt a chill run down his spine whenever he thought about this possibility.
"Isn't there... any other way?"
"have."
Chen Debang's eyes lit up slightly: "What?"
“Change the script, or…” Ye Wanxi squinted at the script she had poked a hole in not far away, “Change the screenwriter.”
Chen Debang's heart skipped a beat; the screenwriter Ye Wanxi was talking about was clearly not the one from their production team.
But the other person is the original author of the script. How can you change the screenwriter? What's the difference between that and changing the entire script? Could it be...?
In that instant, countless guesses surged through Chen Debang's mind, each one more terrifying than the last.
Ye Wanxi didn't care how conflicted he was at the moment. She could help Chen Debang protect the safety of the crew members, because they were all innocent victims who had been dragged into this mess.
However, if Chen Debang continues filming despite the safety of the rest of the crew after listening to her, then she will no longer concern herself with this matter.
Because that thing involves cause and effect, if she interferes too much, she might end up aiding and abetting evil.
“You two have already been affected, especially you,” Ye Wanxi said, pointing at Yao Jinwei. “You will surely suffer misfortune within three days.”
Yao Jinwei's eyes widened as she recalled the suffocating feeling of drowning she had just experienced, and the color drained from her face instantly.
"Buy one peace charm for each person to take home, and spend the next month getting plenty of sunshine." Ye Wanxi said, taking out two peace charms and handing them over.
Without much hesitation, the two reached out to take it. Everything that had happened today had terrified them, and considering the rumors circulating about the film crew, they needed this thing to give them some emotional support.
"One hundred thousand yuan, cash on delivery, no credit."
The two outstretched hands froze, and Gao Min, who was not far away, turned her face away, unable to bear the sight.
You know, she's a perfectly good artist, how come she's so obsessed with money?
Seeing that they didn't answer, Ye Wanxi said with a half-smile, "Do you think I'm a liar?"
Their little scheme was exposed, and both of them couldn't help but show a bit of embarrassment.
However, they quickly made the right choice.
"I want one." Although the male lead of this movie is not very old, he is a former child star, so 100,000 is not a big deal for him.
Compared to him, Yao Jinwei was much poorer, but the shock she had just experienced was several times greater than that of the people around her.
After hesitating for a moment, I gritted my teeth and said, "I want one too."
Ye Wanxi smiled faintly as she handed the amulets to the two of them, then turned to Chen Debang and said, "You pay for it."
"Me?" Chen Debang pointed to himself, looking completely bewildered. "Why should I pay?"
"They got into trouble on your set; it's a work-related injury. If you don't pay, who will?"
"..." I couldn't refute this reason. But why did it feel so unsettling?
Seeing that he didn't react for a while, Ye Wanxi raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
"I'll pay, I'll pay." Chen Debang said indignantly, then seemed to remember something and said awkwardly, "Give me one too. No, give me several."
"……"mock up!
After leaving six peace charms for the three of them, Ye Wanxi left with Gao Min.
Before leaving, Chen Debang asked again, still unwilling to give up, "Is there really no other way?"
"If the dead could be brought back to life, perhaps there would be some way to save them."
"The dead are brought back to life?" Chen Debang was stunned for a moment. When he realized what Ye Wanxi meant, she had already disappeared.
After leaving Chen Debang's film crew, Ye Wanxi called Qi Yingxuan.
"elder brother."
Qi Yingxuan noticed something was off about Ye Wanxi's voice, and his face darkened instantly: "What's wrong? Who bullied you? Didn't you go to Chen Debang's film set today? Did that idiot or someone from his crew upset you? You wait, I'm coming over right now, and if I don't beat him until he's begging for mercy, I'm not Qi!"
"It has nothing to do with him. I just want to ask you, are there many screenwriters in the industry who hire ghostwriters to build their fame?"
"Gunmen?" Qi Yingxuan frowned. "It's not that they don't exist, but most of these things are done in private, and not many are brought to the public eye."
"Just because it can't be brought to light, you're just going to ignore it? Even if it's a case of blatant disregard for human life, you can pretend nothing happened."
Upon hearing her words, Qi Yingxuan knew that this matter was probably not as simple as he had imagined: "Why are you suddenly asking about this? You went to Chen Debang's film crew? Was the script for his film written by a ghostwriter?"
Ye Wanxi pursed her lips, her calm tone carrying a hint of coldness: "Yes, that screenwriter stole a manuscript from a deceased person."
(End of this chapter)
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