After the CP with the actor group

Sun Cheng scrambled into the studio, grabbed the hands of the people around him, and said tremblingly, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

Director Zhao frowned and asked, "What's going on? How can there be a ghost?"

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts," Sun Cheng pointed in the direction of the water room, "Where, there are ghosts!"

The field manager glanced at it, put his ear in Director Zhao's ear, and said, "Director Zhao, why don't we go and have a look, so as to get rid of this adverse influence."

The scene manager said again: "If rumors of 'ghosting' come out at this time, it will be very detrimental to our show!"

Director Zhao thought for a moment, "Let's go, if you play tricks here, you'll be rewarded."

Director Zhao took a gouged look at Sun Cheng, led the people forward, walked a few steps and then turned back, "Lead the way ahead!"

Sun Cheng's legs were weak and he leaned against the person beside him. The field manager's eyes dimmed, and he stepped forward to help Sun Cheng, "Let's go, I'll support you."

When Sun Cheng saw him coming, his body went limp and he almost fell to the ground. The field manager grabbed him and said, "Let's go, let's go see the 'ghost' in the water room."

When a group of people came to the water room, the lights in the water room were swaying, and the water room became darker and darker with the dim light. From time to time, there were faint screams, which made people feel hairy.

Sun Cheng's voice trembled, "It's here, there are ghosts inside!"

Director Zhao looked at him gravely, "If there is nothing you said here, then I will not be polite."

After finishing speaking, Director Zhao stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the water room. He pushed it, frowned and said, "No, why can't the water room be opened."

The field manager quickly turned on the flashlight, "Director Zhao, this door is locked."

"It's locked," Director Zhao said, "What's going on? Who locked this door."

"The door of the water room is usually not locked, and Lao Wang is responsible for locking the door."

Director Zhao said, "Where's Lao Wang?"

The field manager faltered and said, "Old Wang, Lao Wang went home to see a doctor a few days ago."

"See a doctor?" Director Zhao said, "When did it happen?"

"Just the day before yesterday, he told me that he was not feeling well and wanted to see a doctor, so I agreed." The field manager said.

"Then who has the key now?" Director Zhao asked.

"This, I don't know about this." The field manager said.

Director Zhao thought for a moment, "Then there is only one way."

"any solution?"

Director Zhao said mysteriously, "You will know later."

Director Zhao made a phone call, and not long after, he saw a bright light in the distance, from far to near, and it was only when he was close that he could see who it was.

"Director Zhao called me over so late, what's the matter?" Yan Shen came over wearing a black suit with a flashlight.

"It's locked," Director Zhao said with a smile, "show off your housekeeping skills."

"Director Zhao, you really flattered me," Yan Shen looked at Director Zhao with a half-smile, "It wasn't you who forced me to learn back then."

Director Zhao said, "Didn't I tell you at the beginning, if you learn this skill, it will be useful one day."

Yan Shen, "...that's a compliment."

I saw Yan Shen took out a thin needle from his pocket, stood in front of the door, picked up the lock, watched for a long time and inserted the thin needle in, making a fuss, and everyone looked at him, surprised, that's all right up?

After working on it for a long time, there was only a sound of "click", and the lock was broken. The field manager was startled, and hurriedly said, "Is it unlocked?"

Yan Shen said flatly, "It's open, you can go in."

Yan Shen took off the lock, and pushed open a crack in the door, "What's in here, it's worth Director Zhao being so late, you still come here with all your might."

Director Zhao took the flashlight, "There are 'ghosts' inside."

"There is a ghost?" Yan Shen sneered and said, "Director Zhao, you are so old, you still believe this."

"I don't believe it." Director Zhao glanced at Sun Cheng, "but someone insisted on making me believe it."

Sun Cheng shook like a sieve, "Zhao, Director Zhao, trust me, there really is a ghost."

Yan Shen knew it clearly, "Yes or no, you will know after reading it."

"Director Zhao, please."

Director Zhao slammed the door open, "Sun Cheng, is this the 'ghost' you said?!"

Sun Cheng ran over in a hurry, and immediately slumped on the ground, "No, it's not Director Zhao like this, there really are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

Sun Cheng pulled Director Zhao's sleeve, "Director Zhao, trust me, I really didn't lie, there really is a ghost."

He pointed to the ground beside the pool, "This is right here, there was just here..."

Director Zhao said sharply, "Shut up, Sun Cheng, you leave my crew from now on, you go."

Sun Cheng's face was full of despair, "Director Zhao, I really didn't lie, I..."

"Stop talking, let's go." Director Zhao interrupted him.

Sun Cheng looked at the stage manager resentfully, but the stage manager lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him. Sun Cheng stumbled away and left a sentence at the end, "Do you think your crew is good? There are 'ghosts' everywhere".

Yan Shen frowned and looked at Sun Cheng's leaving figure, "Director Zhao, I always feel that this matter is not so simple, do you want to check?"

Director Zhao's face was full of worry, "It's time to check, should this drama not be filmed? Why are there so many things going on?"

Yan Shen glanced at the staff behind him, and whispered in Director Zhao's ear, "Director Zhao speaks carefully."

Director Zhao's eyes were full of shock, Yan Shen stretched out his finger and "hush" at the corner of his lips, Director Zhao knew what he meant, so he shut up and stopped talking.

Director Zhao waved the crowd to disperse, and left with Yan Shen.

A glimmer of haze flashed in the field manager's eyes, he lowered his head and walked in the opposite direction, gradually drifting away.

On the second day, an accident happened on the set.

Yu Li was injured while filming, and Director Zhao was furious on the set. Xue Miao learned about it from the crew, but he didn't know the specifics.

Director Zhao sat on the stool with a gloomy face, Yan Shen and a few actors stood beside him, trying to persuade Director Zhao.

Xue Miao met Yan Shen's eyes, stood next to Director Zhao and said in a low voice, "What's wrong, Director Zhao, have you lost your temper like this?"

Director Zhao restrained his expression, "Why are you here, I don't have any role for you in the morning."

"When I was in the hotel, I heard people say that Director Zhao lost his temper on the set, so I came here out of curiosity." Xue Miao said.

Director Zhao pulled his face and said, "Who is so talkative, like an eighth woman."

Xue Miao said with a smile, "Without Ba Po, what happened to Director Zhao?"

Director Zhao rubbed his face, sighed, and said, "Just now when we were filming a fighting scene, Yu Li was injured by extras."

"Is it serious?" Xue Miao asked worriedly.

"Broken arm," Director Zhao said, "I won't be able to shoot fighting scenes within a month."

Yan Shen added: "In the play, Yu Li has the most fighting scenes."

"What should I do?"

Director Zhao said, "Hey, I can only wait for you to shoot first, and wait for him to recover."

"That's the only way to go." Xue Miao said.

During the filming break, Xue Miao said to Yan Shen, "Do you think this happened by coincidence?"

Yan Shen said, "What a coincidence?"

Xue Miao, "Yesterday the water room was 'haunted', and today Yu Li was injured. Is there any connection between the two?"