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Lu Zhaoyue pursed her lips, trying her best to make it look like she didn't lose so badly.

Although in the eyes of others, the dramatic growth of his acting skills after five or six performances is considered a talent, but he knew that his acting skills were inspired by Qin Qiu.

He was suppressed by those who looked down upon him, and refined by those who looked down upon him.

He was in a complicated mood.

The assistant came over and stopped him: "Zhaoyue..."

Lu Zhaoyue reached out to interrupt what he was going to say next, and took a deep breath.

"I'm fine. Let's go."

After walking a few steps forward, he stopped suddenly and told his assistant, "Take the script to my room, and I'll think about it."

Then he strode up, looking in the direction that he planned to go back to the hotel.

The assistant had a complicated expression on his face. Didn't he feel uneasy before and decided to have a showdown with his crush?Now he is full of fighting spirit thinking about the script that he didn't like before... It's clearly a fight with Qin Qiu!

The assistant glanced back at Qin Qiu who was surrounded by everyone, admiring him, but at the same time feeling faintly apprehensive.

Lu Zhaoyue is interested in Huaguo's film and television market, and his film and television talent has also been privately affirmed by well-known directors.Otherwise, I wouldn't have accepted the script of "There's a Ghost in That Garden".She had seen Lu Zhaoyue's acting talent before, and it was astonishing.I thought that there would be no obstacles in coming to China to develop.

But I didn't expect Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon to have an actor like Qin Qiu in such a small crew.

His acting skills made his hair stand on end at first sight.

With Qin Qiu in the way, Lu Zhaoyue did not succeed so quickly...

The assistant was quickly called away, leaving these thoughts aside for the time being.He hurried to serve the ancestor.

Qin Qiu withdrew from the crowd and glanced at Lu Zhaoyue whose back was stiff.

Lu Zhaoyue's filming is finished today, but his is not yet.Now he's waiting for the next game, and he doesn't have to change clothes.After all, it is a modern drama.

Jiang Fang raised his head and said to him: "Lu Zhaoyue is talented, but you seem to have offended him to death. I guess he is very embarrassed now." Can you not be embarrassed?A few days ago, I tried my best to beat that bitch Qin Qiu to death, and today I set the flag when the filming started.

Who knew that Qin Qiu was so ruthless that he didn't give him any face, and just kept pressing him down.He was leading Lu Zhaoyue for almost the whole match, even though he barely passed.

That was also the water that Qin Qiu released.

Besides, logically speaking, Qin Qiu can still be regarded as Lu Zhaoyue's teacher and his bole.Appreciate others, and lead them to become a teacher hand in hand.

Such a comparison is embarrassing.

People who don't know how much Qin Qiu cherishes talents and promotes younger generations.Those who know know that he promotes talented children, but the small revenge jokes in it can also make the other party unable to step down.

Qin Qiu sat down beside him carelessly, "Don't get cheap and act good. Isn't it you who like to hear and see the most?"

That's right.So Jiang Fang just had a mouthful and gave me a little reminder.

He also didn't want Lu Zhaoyue to be so annoyed that he would quit the job, where would he find that high-end guy to be the heroine?

"Lu Zhaoyue's character is more stubborn and strong than you think. But... I still don't quite understand his purpose in choosing this script. I mean, he didn't have much enthusiasm for the character at the beginning."

It turned out that his status as a star among the stars would not allow him to choose this script at a lower price, unless there was a reason why he insisted on it.

Qin Qiu guessed it was this garden or...someone in the garden.

Touching his chin, Qin Qiu chuckled.

If so, it would be interesting.He remembered that Mr. Qin was an old-fashioned and stubborn old man. If he knew that his most proud grandson was having sex with an illegitimate son from a side branch.The consequence...he will definitely be killed.

In order not to be killed, Qin Qiu felt that he needed to have more cards that were beneficial to him.

For example, the secret of this garden.Also, Miss Mystery's Secret.

Generally, places with such a long history always have a lot of secrets, and a secret can usually hold back a person.

A person who has lived half his life stubbornly guards a garden, either with obsession or guilt.Regardless of obsession or guilt, it is a secret that can become a bargaining chip.

"Anyway, there are no secrets in my small crew, and Lu Zhaoyue's goals will not hurt my interests. On the contrary, it's you, don't go too far. Lest it backfires."

Jiang Fang was busy looking at the setting of the scene, making sure it was perfect without revealing anything.

When he's busy, he turns into a seemingly reliable guy.

Qin Qiu shrugged, "I will consider it."

"Okay. The next scene will start shooting, so get ready."

Qin Qiu nodded, and immediately got into the mood as soon as he got up and stood in front of the camera.

Whenever Qin Qiu stood under the camera, he would look like a different person, which made Jiang Fang amazed.

The next two games were not too complicated, mainly because two of the remaining fifteen people died.One died during the night of the rainstorm, and the other died in the early morning when the rainstorm first stopped.

The torrential rain washed away all night, washing away all the filth and lifelessness.The fresh air, moist soil, and fragrant flowers are pierced by screams.

The body was found by a woman in her 20s, who was older than Ma Lili but looked younger than her.A weak dodder flower, when it finds the dead person, the whole body collapses, and the cowardly and cowardly ones cry nothing but cry.

He couldn't ask any questions, and because he was afraid of her, he destroyed the layout of the house.Almost no clues were found.

The deceased was a fat man in his 30s.Is a woman's husband, a bully.Women who dare not do anything to others and wantonly beat themselves up, the women they see are already scarred.Not to mention those who didn't see it.

The deceased was hanged from a beam in what appeared to be a suicide.

None of those present believed that he would kill himself, but they could find no evidence.

The woman was chased out by the dead and spent the night outside the corridor.His hair is still wet and his eyes are dull.

The woman was blamed for killing her husband because the motive was obvious.

And whether it is suicide or homicide, it is impossible for a woman not to notice it outside the door.

Therefore, it is obviously a play directed and performed by women themselves.

Bai Lan frowned, and even though she was a little afraid of the crowd, she bravely stood up and pointed out: "The rainstorm last night was huge. No matter how loud the sound was, it would be covered up. It's normal if you can't hear it."

Among the dozen or so people, some thought deeply, some agreed with Bai Lan's words, and some snorted disdainfully.

Just as they were in a stalemate, the other side also screamed.Everyone was shocked and rushed to the source of the sound.

The scream this time came from a relatively remote courtyard, where there were no flowers except tall trees.Although it is not gorgeous and prosperous, it has another scene, which is quite unique.

Everyone was in a hurry, not in the mood to stop and admire.When they found out that another person had died, their faces were faintly pale with fear.

This time, the old man who had scolded Bai Lan in public yesterday died in a strange posture.His face fell into a potted plant, and his limbs were paralyzed.There must have been a struggle before death, and a small bottle of asthma medicine was scattered at his feet.

Apparently the old man died of respiratory suffocation and went into shock before he could take the asthma medicine.

It’s just that the old man’s asthma should be old, so he should pay attention to this.And this courtyard is almost all trees, no flowers.The incentives for asthma are low.

Bai Lan's gaze shifted to the potted plant that the old man planted in his face.There was only one plant in the pot, and it was so overwhelmed by the old man that it was impossible to tell what it was.But there was a branch sticking out from the side, and the branch was bald.

……

The crew packed up and left. They had to leave the garden before the sun went down.Otherwise, all previous agreements will be cancelled.

The steward from before was watching them from the sidelines, he came every day, and he didn't dare to relax at all.It shows how afraid he is of keeping outsiders in the garden, even though money is touching.

Before leaving, Jiang Fang patted Qin Qiu on the shoulder, indicating that he did a good job.Then he hurriedly ran over to squeeze Xia Miao's side to show his hospitality.

Qin Qiu rolled his eyes and turned around, facing the huge Jinyuan, for some reason he felt that this Jinyuan was going to turn into a monster and open its mouth to swallow him up.It was gloomy, without the slightest trace of human smoke.

The sun gradually went down, and the light gradually disappeared on the horizon.Once people leave, this brocade garden falls into silence, and the sudden silence makes people panic.

Qin Qiu gathered his coat and walked in with a stomp.I walked all the way with my head buried, and stopped for a moment when I passed the wisteria trellis.I still didn't have the courage to step in to find out, it was too dark inside.

Just as the door was pushed open, there was a harsh meowing sound.Suddenly, a creepy feeling shot up from the tailbone to the back, softening the waist bones.Qin Qiu's hands rested on the door, swallowing his saliva, his whole body was stiff.

The ear-piercing meowing was still ringing incessantly, it was terrifyingly sharp.It was like a knife grinding glass, and the lingering screams came out.

Qin Qiu frowned tightly, and withdrew his hand from the door.He kicked open the door violently, took a few quick steps, took the dagger from the suitcase in the room, turned around, stepped into the wisteria trellis step by step, and followed the shrill meow.The overlapping wisteria flowers had already blocked his sight, and with the darkness, he almost walked in the dark.

Fortunately, as he got closer to the meowing, an orange light appeared in front of him.Qin Qiu suddenly pushed aside the wisteria flowers in front of him, and a mass of black things fluttered in front of him, accompanied by a shrill meow.

Qin Qiu reacted quickly and backed away. When he took a closer look, he found that it was a black cat whose neck was dropped on the wisteria trellis by a thin transparent thread.Still alive and struggling.But the strength is a bit small.

Raising his hand to cut the thin thread, the black cat fell to the ground and made a sharp sound, then let out a long series of coughing like a child, and the little group lay down on the ground without the strength to run.

Qin Qiu looked up at the thin line, which was a very ordinary fishing line.Nothing special, looked down and found a very ordinary electronic flower lamp on the floor near the wooden frame in the corner.

He raised his hand to pick up the lantern to light it up, but found nothing except the strange black cat that was hung up.Qin Qiu turned around and found something strange with a casual glance.

The lantern was lifted up and shone forward.Drops of fresh blood stretched from the floor to a white orchid made of white paper on the wooden stand.The lantern was lifted up, illuminating the white orchids.

A bloody, decapitated parrot lay on a white orchid and was posed in a sacrificial pose.

A black cat with a hanging neck, a parrot with a decapitated head, and a white orchid made of paper... Who is playing a prank?

Qin Qiu pinched the white orchid, and the parrot body fell to the ground.Make a heavy sound.He looked at the white orchid carefully, "oil painting paper?"

He murmured, turned around and picked up half of the thin thread on the ground, stretched it out, felt it with his fingertips, and put it in front of the light.I saw a piece of color on the fingertips.

"really."

It is pigment.Oil paint stained on thin line.The thin thread is used to hold the oil painting, and the oil painting paper.These are enough to show that it was done by the lady in the Qin Garden who needed mannequins.

It's just that Qin Qiu couldn't figure out what the purpose was.

Pure intimidation?But doesn't she just need a mannequin?Or was she not satisfied with him?

If you are simply dissatisfied, you can dismiss, so why threaten?

These threats seem cruel and terrifying, but they are actually more like the cruelty of children's innocence and ignorance.Use immature means to show terror.

The sound of footsteps stepping on fallen leaves suddenly sounded, making Qin Qiu alert.

"Who?"

Immediately the lantern shone over, and I was surprised to see little ghosts of children hidden under the overlapping wisteria flowers.Black and white distorted ghost mask, faint green eyes, the boy in the British style suspender suit and Qin Qiu were facing each other.

Both parties were taken aback, Qin Qiu shuddered and shouted: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

The little boy reacted quickly, turned around and disappeared among the wisteria flowers.

Qin Qiu hurriedly chased after him with a lantern in hand, and chased him out of Jinyuan.Seeing that the kid was about to be caught, who knew that there was no one around the corner.He carried the lantern and carefully searched for a place to hide, but found a wet child's feet on the ground.

At this time, Qin Qiu suddenly remembered that the child seemed to be barefoot.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he bravely walked forward, Qin Qiu warned himself in his heart.

He is a successor of socialism and never believes in monsters and ghosts.However, when he followed his feet and found that he had stopped by a vast lake, his scalp tingled for a while.

With wet feet and distorted face, it stopped by the lake.This vast and quiet lake is dark and dark.I don't know how many people drowned, maybe it's some dead soul who went out for a walk in loneliness and attracted someone who was not afraid of death to take the place of the dead ghost.

Qin Qiu backed away, his scalp was so numb that he almost couldn't feel it.

"Forget it, forget it, it's better to look at this kind of thing in the daytime. It's time to go to bed now, go to bed early and get up early to be healthy—"

Qin Qiu couldn't help shouting when he bumped into the fleshy wall behind him, held up the lamp to shine it on and found that it was an acquaintance.

"Qin Qing, you are here."

Touched by seeing loved ones.