Northern Myanmar: These players are acting strangely!

Chapter 116 We have to film it no matter if you're sick or not! Last day of performance review!
Director Zhang chuckled and said in a serious tone:

"Take a picture! Why can't I take a picture?"

"The films made by Xiao Rizi are quite good."

He winked at Ah Hu:

“Those kinds of ‘husband-in-the-moment’ criminals…and all sorts of exotic tastes, there’s a huge demand for these in the international market!”

Ah Hu's lips twitched.

He considers himself to have watched countless films and has a wealth of practical experience.

Director Zhang said he understood it almost instantly.

However, while he understood the concept, he genuinely felt physically uncomfortable with things like "man on top of man," and gave an awkward laugh.
"Okay, I'll leave the person to you. You can handle it as you see fit, as long as they're valuable."

Staring with my eyes wide open three times a day, I'm exhausted.

I never imagined these beasts could do something like this!
However, to clear his name, he certainly couldn't just sit idly by and wait to die.

Even if it's just a game, and his soul is stuck in this body, he still can't convince himself to accept it!

I initially thought this part of the story was a game bug and that the system would automatically correct it.

For example, put him back on the keyboard.

But now it seems like the more it's repaired, the more crooked it gets!

Now that things had come to this, he was desperate and shouted:
"Brother Tiger! Director Zhang! To tell you the truth, I'm sick... a very serious kind!"

Three times a day, he lowered his voice to a very low hue and blurted out in a panic:
"It's the kind of...contagious disease with a very long incubation period, which is impossible to detect with regular tests...I only found out before I came here...I just wanted to come here to earn some money for my family's retirement..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room, whether they believed him or not, instinctively took a step back.

Ah Hu was so angry that his face turned green.

He rushed into the bathroom, squeezed hand sanitizer onto his hands like it was free, and cursed as he rubbed them:

Why the hell didn't you say so sooner?!

"If you mess this up for me, I'll fucking kill you first!"

Three times a day, he waved his hand innocently:
"Don't be afraid, as long as nothing happens, everything will be fine..."

Director Zhang narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the three times a day; clearly, he wasn't so easily fooled.

"Do you believe me?"

"Even if you're sick, you still have to take pictures of me!"

Three times a day, my heart skipped a beat. These beasts are truly depraved to the extreme!

Just as Ah Hu was about to speak, Director Zhang interrupted him:
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"Take photos of non-contact shots first."

"There's plenty of time."

He looked him up and down three times a day, then scoffed.
"Besides, look at how lively and energetic he is, he doesn't seem sick at all."

Ah Hu thought about it and agreed.

Anyway, the person has been delivered, and what happens after that is none of his business.

Three times a day, sweat poured from his forehead, layer upon layer, and when he opened his mouth, he found he had nothing to say.

This short, fat Director Zhang completely shut him down!

The key issue is that he doesn't dare to exaggerate his illness too much. If these people think he's too dangerous and get rid of him or resell him to another park, it wouldn't be worth it.

Director Zhang turned around and started flipping through a thick stack of white papers on the table.

After a while.

He would take one of the books and throw it at someone three times a day.

"Here you go, this is the script. Your character doesn't have many lines, so read it carefully."

"Filming will begin in five minutes."

"If you don't perform well in the audition later, you'll be in big trouble!"

Three times a day, with trembling hands, I opened the cover, and several large words came into view—"At My Husband's..."

The role he'll be playing later... is that incompetent hat-selling husband.

The dialogue is indeed short and easy to remember.

Aside from a couple of curses at the beginning, the rest of the time he was just tied to a chair, had something stuffed in his mouth, and kept making "woo-woo" noises.

I rolled my eyes three times in one day.

What kind of torture is this...?

He thought about it carefully and decided not to reopen.

Although he can't escape, he can hide!

Just let the game run automatically!

With a thought, he went offline and withdrew his consciousness.

Like moviegoers, players only need to focus on the game's plot development.

Under the direction of the short and stout director Zhang, and with three takes a day, a total of four actors—three men and one woman—filmed for nearly two hours straight.

When Director Zhang finally yelled "Cut!", the male actor on the bed was exhausted and collapsed, lying on the bed like a dead dog. Apart from a slightly hoarse throat and eyes being contaminated from shouting three times a day, he felt no discomfort.

He is also a worldly person.

These were all minor matters for him.

To be honest, this job is as perverse as it is, but it's easier than typing on a keyboard and not as tiring as giving a massage.

It's a bit tiring on the voice.

Director Zhang stared at him three times a day with a half-smile, then patted him on the shoulder:

"You're pretty good, kid! Impressive acting skills! You're very talented!"

"Don't worry, if this movie becomes a hit, I'll give you a cut!"

Three times a day, the corner of her mouth twitched, forcing out a professional fake smile:
"Director Zhang, you are still the most experienced and provide the best guidance."

It was already noon, and Ah Hu slipped away halfway through filming.

Director Zhang was in a good mood. With a wave of his hand, he led his "crew" to the canteen in a grand procession.

Three times a day, she glanced sympathetically at the two male actors behind her. Both of them were quite handsome, with regular features and high noses.

pity……

The two men were pale and unsteady on their feet, looking completely drained; they were truly in a sorry state.

I heard that they have to keep "cultivating and sowing" every day.

Even an iron man couldn't withstand such a high-intensity work mode.

……

……

That afternoon was the last day of the park's performance review.

Those who fail to meet their sales targets on this day will be severely punished.

Ah Long stood in front of everyone, expressionlessly reading out the names of those who hadn't met their targets.

Some of those whose names were called immediately screamed, crying and begging for mercy.

Some people, out of extreme fear, also resorted to keeping quiet and keeping quiet.

They chose to trick people they knew into coming to the park.

This could exempt them from punishment, or even allow them to regain their freedom.

Wang Zixu escaped a terrible ordeal thanks to the "fish" given to him by Wang Mazi.

Although Ah Long didn't pursue the matter, he set a sales target of 30,000 for him next month.

Wang Zixu remained completely unmoved.

His escape was only a matter of days.

Don't even mention 30,000, I wouldn't mind if it were 3 million.

The new players in the same group weren't so lucky.

Because he hadn't made a purchase order, he was dragged away by two green-skinned soldiers and locked in a small dark room.

And the sun and moon are both wrong, as well as his entire eleventh group.

Because of their poor performance, they were all locked in a small dark room.

Wang Zixu looked up and was surprised to find that two people seemed to be missing from Group 11.

Their group leader and another group member were not in the group.

But Ah Long didn't mention it, as if he hadn't noticed.

Wang Zixu didn't care too much.

Those who failed to meet their performance targets were punished and then escorted out of the office area one by one by their lackeys.

Those who remain in the office area now are all people who have achieved their goals this month.

Ah Long scanned the crowd, then suddenly raised his voice and declared confidently:

"I know that a lot of rumors have been circulating in our park recently!"

"Especially what happened last night!"

"The rumors are really outrageous... saying that someone has successfully escaped from the park!"

He scoffed, his face full of disdain:

"That's all bullshit!"

"Let me tell you, there has never been a successful escape from our park!"

"What? Don't believe it?"

"Ha! All of you, perk up! Come downstairs with me! I'll show you for yourselves!"

Ah Long waved his hand and led everyone downstairs.

Everyone was puzzled and confused, but dared not disobey, and they all began to speculate.

Since Ah Long said that, there's only one possibility.

(End of this chapter)