Qiao Qiao snuggled up to him and looked at the script in his hand with him.
This is indeed a pretty good script, at least compared to those shoddy supernatural movies on TV nowadays, this script is already very good.
The male protagonist studies folk customs. He comes to a small mountain village. Because he heard that the folk customs here are very unique, he plans to interview and record them.
After entering the village, he was warmly received by the villagers. Seeing that he was handsome, the village chief even introduced his daughter to him in an attempt to establish a relationship with him.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, the male protagonist felt a little dizzy. The village chief saw this and was so happy that he immediately sent his daughter into his room in an attempt to make the relationship a fait accompli.
Just as the village chief's daughter was about to cook with the male protagonist, something strange happened. Something incredibly strange happened in the room: a woman's head emerged from behind the male protagonist, followed by her entire body. The woman, like a spider, crawled shadowily around the male protagonist's head, her hands grasping at his head, her palms just covering his eyes as she stared at the village chief's daughter with a sinister smile.
That day, the village chief's daughter seemed like a different person. She said that she and the male protagonist were not destined to be together and that she was not worthy of him.
Seeing that his daughter was unhappy, the village chief didn't say anything.
Afterwards, the male protagonist visited the village with a notebook and a camera, and heard some strange events from every villager. The owner of each event was other villagers in the village.
The village chief had been following the male protagonist and found that the villagers were exposing each other's shortcomings. He quickly told the male protagonist that these were all fake.
There was a conflict between the villagers, and when they saw him coming to investigate the incident, they made up stories and tried to discredit the other party.
The male protagonist found these things very interesting, so he recorded them one by one and told the village chief that these things would be adapted later and the names of the villagers would not be revealed.
The village chief was relieved and watched him continue his visit.
After half a month, the male protagonist reaped a lot of rewards.
Time flies and it is the second half of the month. The folk activities in the village officially begin.
A series of ancestor worship activities will be held here. The activities are very grand. Starting from the village chief’s house, one will be held in every villager’s home.
It lasts for half a month.
The first half of the month is spent on preparation, and the second half of the month is when the ancestor worship ceremony officially begins.
As a result, strange things began to happen on the first day of ancestor worship.
The village headwoman disappeared for a whole day and was found in the evening. The villagers, using flashlights and torches, spotted her in the cemetery.
She was digging a grave, and she was all dirty, with a large lump of grave soil stuffed in her mouth.
Finally, this man started to act crazy and babbled nonsense, pointing fingers at the villagers one by one, saying that they would all suffer retribution.
The villagers had different expressions, but none of them took what the village chief's daughter said seriously at all. They forcibly took her back and locked her in the room.
From that day on, strange things began to happen in the village. All the strange stories recorded by the hero were verified one by one.
The whole village was in panic.
Because the male protagonist was accompanied by villagers when the incident happened, even though he was an outsider, everyone suspected others, but no one ever suspected him.
When the village chief learned that these were stories told by the villagers themselves, his expression became very solemn.
The male protagonist suggested that these things were very strange and that he firmly believed that there was no weirdness in the world and that it must be man-made. He suggested that the villagers call the police.
All the villagers, including the village chief, stood up in opposition, believing that their ancestral worship was not sincere enough and had offended something. After all, so far, these people had only suffered a fright or something. At most, they might have suffered a serious illness, but their lives were not in danger.
If it is decided to increase the size of the ceremony, everyone must be more pious.
Things continued until the last day, when all the villagers gathered together in a large courtyard, singing and dancing, eating and drinking, and having a great time.
As a result, a fire burned everyone to death, and screams lingered over the village for a long time.
The male protagonist stood at the entrance of the village, and behind him was the spider-like woman.
He opened the notebook in his hand, and the woman immediately jumped into it, transforming into a picture printed on the notebook. The male protagonist happily made a check mark.
Next to the woman, her life story is recorded. She was originally a lovely and beautiful girl, until one day, she was deceived and came to this small village because of doing a good deed.
The entire village bullied her, torturing her into such a horrible state that she died of depression. After her death, she watched her parents come looking for her, but they were deceived by the villagers and killed as well, and the village dogs devoured their bodies.
She was extremely unwilling, and when she opened her eyes again, she appeared next to the male protagonist.
She asked who the hero was, and he only told her: "I can write stories, and the stories I write will come true. Do you have a story?"
This is why the male protagonist came here.
The male protagonist smiled and said: "Another one solved, whose turn is next?"
He turned to the next page and saw an old woman on it. She was so thin that she was just skin and bones and looked more like a walking skeleton.
"Well, it's your turn, let's go."
The old woman jumped onto his back, feeling weightless. She gently stroked his head, as if looking at her most beloved child. But when she looked up into the distance, her expression was filled with resentment.
"This script is really good. Do you want to take it?" Qiao Qiao looked at Yan Mofei, but her fingers kept circling on his chest.
Men are so handsome when they are working. If she hadn't been reading the script, she would have been impatient to pounce on Yan Mofei.
"Yeah, it's really good. Since my dad approved of it, of course I have to take it. But in order to prevent someone from taking the opportunity to make drastic changes, I have to find a reliable director and actors."
As soon as Yan Mofei told Yan Zhen that he was willing to take the job, he received a lot of information from Yan Zhen.
Information from the director, actors, crew, and even the dogs needed for the scene had all been sent to him. The location had already been found, the set had been built, and the props had been prepared.
"Son, everything is ready, except for you, the leading actor."
Yan Mofei held his forehead with his hand. He knew his father was no ordinary man. He had now learned to act first and ask for permission later. It seemed that during his absence, his father had made considerable progress.
"Dad, I'm on vacation. I planned to take a month off, and now I'm only halfway through."
"No rush, no rush. I've already made an appointment with them. Wait until you've rested enough before going over. You don't know, when everyone heard you were the lead actor, they all smiled from ear to ear. Your dad and I are also proud of it."
It was indeed a case of acting first and asking for permission later. If his skills hadn't been used on his own father, he would have been completely ripped apart by this little trick.
"Okay, you have the final say."
Yan Mofei had just hung up the phone, ready to think about it, when Qiao Qiao suddenly rushed over and said, "I'm going to join the crew in two days. You have to make it up to me."
Who says only men are like wolves? Look, when women become cruel, they are much more cruel than men.
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