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The director frowned and loosened, as if this was just a temporary idea and he hadn't made up his mind yet, so he looked at the two of them: "Do you have any good ideas?"

Liu Qi wanted to persuade the director to cancel this scene, but he couldn't speak because of the character design. He only had eight points left, so he had to save it for the next day.

Fortunately, Jiang Ping looked at the director and said disapprovingly: "The background is the campus, and we are students, so there shouldn't be large-scale nudity scenes."

Liu Qi was very grateful, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes."

The director was a little surprised, and then said it nicely: "Don't worry, I definitely can't let you really show it."

Then he led everyone upstairs, except Lou Zhao.

The others went their separate ways, and Liu Qi was once again surrounded by four assistants. When the weather was cool, he didn't need an umbrella or a fan, and they surrounded him like a bodyguard.

Liu Qi's ears were red from embarrassment, she clenched the hem of her clothes with her fingertips, silently enduring it.

Fortunately, the others didn't intend to look over, they seemed to have gotten used to it, let him feel better, and calmed down to observe the surroundings carefully.

The dormitory building they live in is so dilapidated and simple, but the teaching building is very tall and bright, and it looks useless. It has been quite new for a few years, and the internal facilities are very good. It is not surprising that there are people attending classes now.

What happened back then, so that such a building was directly abandoned, even the tables, chairs and multimedia were not taken away in time, they were all thrown away, and no one even came to steal it.

Thinking of this, Liu Qi looked at the director suspiciously, so how did he rent such a treasured place of geomantic omen?

Could it be that the director deliberately chose a haunted place to shoot the film in order to make the movie a publicity stunt...

Then he must know something.

Thinking about how to come up with some words in their hearts, they soon walked to the destination - the second class of the third year described in the script.

The second class of the third year is newer than the other classes passing by just now. The desks, chairs and blackboards have not been used at all, like a model house. I don't know if the crew prepared to arrange them in advance.

As soon as they entered, the staff immediately got busy, arranging camera lighting, etc., and stuffed a stack of old papers under the podium table.

The director lectured to several actors.

"When tearing up the test papers, you can do it yourself. Zhao Zhining is smart, and he found the test papers first; Zhang Bo was reckless, and suggested tearing the test papers first; Gao Rong was cautious, and only started to join after being persuaded."

Several people nodded one after another, but couldn't help but look at each other.

To be honest, the humanity in the movie is a bit similar to the personalities of the reincarnators themselves.

Liu Qi frowned slightly, and just as she was thinking, the director looked at the two leading actors: "With Jiang Ping's character, he will definitely not participate, and he will not let Liu Qi participate, so Liu Qi started to tinker with other things." .”

Jiang Ping nodded.

The director laughed twice, and took out a photo from his phone to show them.

"After a while, you will take pictures according to this pose."

Liu Qi just glanced at it, her whole body was on fire.

However, this time he had no reason to refuse. After a brief discussion, the camera brothers from several cameras entered the classroom first, and the others came out. The filming soon started amidst Liu Qi's reluctance.

With a loud bang, the classroom door was kicked open.

Zhang Bo took the lead. He is 1.9 meters tall. He looks sunny and muscular. Wearing a school uniform, he looks like a sportsman with a short cut, which does not violate harmony at all.

Immediately behind him was Liu Qi, Jiang Ping who was pulled by Liu Qi, and finally Gao Rong and Zhao Zhining.

Five people entered in a file, Zhang Bo looked at the classroom and made a cut, before throwing his backpack on the first row of desks.

"Didn't you say it was haunted? This classroom is brighter than our school."

Gao Rong was also surprised: "I heard that it was this classroom that happened back then, let's wait and see at night."

Zhao Zhining walked back and forth in the room curiously, looking around and observing.

Liu Qi went straight to the teacher's chair on the podium table, and handed a pack of wet wipes to Jiang Ping: "It's disgusting, it's all dust."

Before Jiang Ping could wipe it with his hands, Zhang Bo took the wet wipe and wiped it attentively.

Liu Qi cut a sound and ignored him, walking around the classroom on her own.

At this time, Zhao Zhining exclaimed: "Damn, there are still math papers!"

Several people leaned over in surprise, the above had already been corrected, it was the final exam paper.

Zhang Bo smiled, and kicked the papers a few times proudly: "It happens that we don't have to play, so we just tore up these papers."

They pushed and pulled according to the director's instructions, and then there was the sound of tearing paper one after another in the classroom.

This kind of thing must be indispensable to Liu Qi. He was excitedly picking up the paper and preparing to tear it up, but Jiang Ping grabbed his wrist and pulled him aside.

Jiang Ping frowned, it was rare for him to disobey Liu Qi in small things in life: "Don't get involved."

Out of respect for the school and learning, he will not participate, nor will Liu Qi participate.

If it wasn't for wanting to explore the secrets of the year, he wouldn't have participated in this event at all.

Liu Qi suddenly became unhappy: "Why!"

After Liu Qi finished speaking, seeing Jiang Ping's thin lips pursed into a straight line and looking at those people disapprovingly, she couldn't help laughing.

His lips were as red as blood, and when he smiled, he was terribly beautiful: "University bully, you really think of me as one of your own."

Liu Qi raised her chin happily, and looked at Jiang Ping with bright eyes: "Then I won't tear it up, we two will play alone."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Jiang Ping's waist with both hands, and half dragged and half hugged him to the podium chair.

This posture made the two of them get too close, Liu Qi's face had to be pressed against his chest while walking, and his ears were red.

The thin waist under the palm is very tight, but the chest next to the cheek is very elastic, even through the school uniform, you can feel the touch of the muscles.

Liu Qi tried her best to ignore the feeling of her body, pressed the tall man on the chair, turned her head and flipped through the backpack, and took out the black eye mask from it.

"What?" Jiang Ping asked.

"I have cooperated with you, and you have to take a video with me to leave a little memory."

After speaking, Liu Qi stroked Jiang Ping's forehead hair back, revealing the sharp eyebrows covered by bangs.

He looked closely at Jiang Ping, who had three-dimensional eyebrows and eyes, and a high nose with a sense of oppression. In fact, he had a face full of desire and ambition, and he had a bad temper at first sight.

It's just that his thin Ruifeng eyes are drooping, like a god on high, and there is no mortal figure in his eyes.

That's it, all the sense of indifference comes from these deep black eyes, every time Liu Qi looks directly at him, he will have a heart attack.

So he covered his eyes with a blindfold without hesitation, and ignored Jiang Ping's doubts, tied his hands to the armrests of the chair with a towel.

The brows and eyes with the coolest facial features were covered, and the imprisoned hormones rushed towards her face.

Liu Qi became short of breath.

It was as if the cold and ascetic male god was torn off the clouds by him and fell into the mortal world, so within reach, he could be profaned by him as he wished.

The thin white fingertips trembled and touched Jiang Ping's face, sliding from the corners of the light-colored thin lips to the tight jawline, and brushed the Adam's apple as if nothing.

The two were too close, the body temperature and smell of each other were intertwined, and even the faint blue veins under the skin could be seen clearly.

Jiang Ping pursed his thin lips into a straight line, but let him fiddle with it, without struggling for a while.

Liu Qi smiled.

He handed the phone to Zhao Zhining who was watching in shock all the time: "Record a video for me."

Zhao Zhining took the phone, but couldn't help cursing in his heart.

I am really convinced by this director, I have never seen such a capable director.

A horror dungeon is enough to follow the plot well, but it has to find ways to abuse people.

He looked at Liu Qi's snow-white and tender back neck, and his heart ached. It was clearly Jiang Ping who was taken advantage of, but he had the feeling of seeing Liu Qi being desecrated.

Help, can you make a serious scene?

Wiping off the sweat beads that didn't exist on the forehead, Zhao Zhining pulled the corners of his mouth, his face full of surprise: "Why is our Jiang University Colonel so cooperative with you, okay, then I'm going to record it."

"Ah."

At this moment Liu Qi's heart was beating very fast, and she stood nervously in front of Jiang Ping, surrounded by several dark cameras.

He closed his eyes, so ashamed that even the corners of his eyes and brows were covered with fine powder, he took off his school uniform jacket, which contained cool school uniform half-sleeves, and leaned over to Jiang Ping according to the picture the director showed him.

The half-length sleeves of the wide school uniform hang down, outlining the beautiful curve of the back, from the slender waist to the full and round back, which makes people unable to take their eyes off at all.

The temperature in the room rose suddenly.

Liu Qi's slender and snow-white arms clasped Jiang Ping's shoulders and neck to maintain balance, and the soft flesh was slightly reddened by the cold and hard shoulders.

His eyelashes trembled slightly and he continued to bend down, his red lips parted slightly, and his white teeth lightly bit the zipper of Jiang Ping's school uniform collar.

The cold metal touched the tip of her pink tongue, and Liu Qi's eyes and brows were full of coquettishness, holding the small piece of metal and pulling it down bit by bit. , almost took the soul away.

The air is dyed with extreme beauty.

Before he knew it, the few people who were throwing papers behind him stopped moving and looked over obsessively.

The scene in front of me was so beautiful that it was unreal.

The cold and unlucky boy was tied to a chair, restraining his visual senses, and the beauty who could bring disaster to the country and the people took off his clothes with red lips, like a fallen fairy seducing a fairy.

He obviously didn't show anything, but the color of the picture was so sensual that it made people's blood spurt.

Everyone in the classroom is going crazy.

Even the director forgot to call the card and stared blankly at the scene.

Liu Qi was on the verge of dying at this moment, he and Jiang Ping were too close, their hot breath fell on each other, and he could feel the veins of the other party bulge, and the lines on his body were stretched to the extreme, obviously enough of him had been enough.

And his own posture is also very difficult, it's okay to unzip a small section of Jiang Ping's shoulder and neck, but if he really wants to take off his coat, his face will have to be buried in Jiang Ping's stomach, which is simply too much.

So Liu Qi endured and endured, and seeing the director's delay in yelling to stop, she couldn't help coughing.

This sound seemed to wake up everyone in the room, the director hurriedly shouted the card, the more he thought about it, the happier he was, his face flushed with excitement and he almost jumped up.

With this scene, there is really no need to worry about the box office.

"Good good good good! The shot is very good!"

Excitedly, he trot to Liu Qi's side, poured [-]-degree water for him and handed it to him, smiling so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

"Good boy, rest for a while."

Liu Qi blushed unbearably, but took a sip of the water naturally.

At this time, the people around came back to their senses one after another, looking at Liu Qi with fear and obsession.

How can someone grow up like this.

If he asks people to do bad things, I'm afraid no one will refuse.

Because the people who tore up the paper just now stopped to shoot, so the director asked them to make up shots, and Liu Qi and Jiang Ping rested first.

At this moment, Jiang Ping had just taken off the blindfold, his black hair was slightly disheveled, his pale cheeks were flushed, and he looked less cold than usual.

But Liu Qi knew that he was really angry. After all, the action just now was too much. A person like Jiang Ping couldn't say anything, so he definitely couldn't bear it in his heart.

Looking at him apologetically, Jiang Ping avoided his sight and turned his head to stare at the screen played back on the monitor seriously, his face getting redder and redder.

It's over, he will definitely be angrier seeing that scene.

The guilt that has been pent up in my heart for a long time is gushing out.

Liu Qi also didn't care about the value of people, so she couldn't help but walked to his side, and said sorry in a low voice.

This sentence of sorry was mixed with very complicated emotions. As soon as the words were spoken, the system frantically warned in his mind.

"Warning! It is about to collapse, please make a remedy as soon as possible!"

And Jiang Ping also looked up at Liu Qi, his eyes were full of astonishment.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Liu Qi was dumbfounded, isn't Jiang Ping angry?

Seeing that the shock in his eyes didn't look fake, coupled with the crazy prompt from the system, Liu Qi panicked, subconsciously waved his hands and said, "No, it's nothing, I just feel that I didn't shoot well just now."

He leaned back on the back of the chair, covered his forehead with his soft palm, pretending to be distressed: "Oh, I'm in a normal state today."

The system prompt in his mind stopped immediately, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, when it comes to acting, the human setting is very tolerant.

Just as he was about to drink his saliva, Jiang Ping said, "Then let's take a new one?"

"Cough cough."

Liu Qi suddenly coughed excitedly, her face flushed red.

"Forget it, I'm too tired."

He didn't expect Jiang Ping to be so dedicated, even if he didn't like the scene, he was willing to retake it when he found out that he was not satisfied.

The guilt in my heart deepened.

On the other side, Lou Zhao had already finished his makeup, and was standing downstairs in the teaching building with disheveled hair in his bloody school uniform.

For this scene, she just needs to stand here without moving, and at the end, a camera from the classroom sweeps across her.

Since this is such a simple job that there are almost no accidents, the rest of the crew went upstairs, leaving her here alone.

The sky outside was getting more and more cloudy, thick black clouds seemed to be pressing on top of her head, all the wind disappeared without a trace, and the air was filled with sultry moisture.

Even though Lou Zhao had faced life and death countless times, his palms were sweating at this moment, and his knuckles under his sleeves turned white with force.

This is the first intermediate level dungeon she has experienced. The ghosts here are not the same as those in the first level dungeon. Yesterday was a quiet day, which just shows the danger of today.

The psychic was fully mobilizing, and she did not dare to relax for a moment, observing the changes at any time.

After a while, scraps of scrolls fluttered upstairs, and pieces of white paper fell on Lou Zhao's face, like white paper money for the dead.

There was no way for Lou Zhao to avoid it, and he was covered all over his head and face.

It was also strange that there was no wind at all, so that instead of being blown away, the white paper money on her body fell more and more on her body.

Something is wrong!

The vigilance belonging to the psychic broke out suddenly, and Lou Zhao was about to dodge when the paper on her face instantly stuck to her mouth and nose, almost pasting her whole body into a paper figurine, blocking the oxygen from the outside layer by layer.

A strong sense of suffocation surged, and Lou Zhao's cheeks flushed red. Using the strongest attack method of the psychic, his drooping pupils instantly turned red.

The pieces of paper all over his body instantly shattered and turned into slowly floating debris again.

Everything is back to normal.

Lou Zhao was panting violently, the crisis just now was over, but she still didn't dare to relax at all.

The next moment, the phone rang suddenly.

She looked up and looked upstairs, and it seemed that she hadn't finished taking pictures, so she quickly took out her mobile phone and looked at it, it was Zhao Zhining and Liu Qi who sent it at the same time.

[Lou Zhao!Why aren't you downstairs! 】

[Don't move, wait for us to find you! 】

Lou Zhao's eyes were about to burst, he looked up and looked around in shock, it was clearly still downstairs, and the psychic was not alert, logically speaking, there were no ghosts here.

But why did Liu Qi and the others say she wasn't downstairs?Is the environment fake, or is it fake on the phone?Or was her psychic out of order?

No matter what the situation was, Lou Zhao was panting violently, and directly made a voice call to Liu Qi, while the psychic red pupil kept scanning the surroundings.

The phone was connected quickly, but her own urgent cry for help came from inside.

"Willow lacquer! Quickly use the Undead phone to take pictures—"

The call came to an abrupt end.

Lou Zhao's hand holding the phone began to tremble, his face turned pale instantly, and then he ran towards the teaching building without hesitation.

Definitely can't stay here again!It doesn't matter even if it collapses!

At the same time, reshoots for the scene of tearing up the paper began.

Liu Qi and Jiang Ping did not participate, and stood side by side at the back of the classroom to watch them tear up. Zhao Zhining was still in a video pose, so that the camera could occasionally catch him.

Only Zhang Bo and Gao Rong were happily throwing crumbs downstairs.

The camera lens of the big brother gradually pushed in from the door of the classroom, swept the madness on everyone's face, and finally extended the lens from the window to take pictures of the debris flying in the sky outside the window.

In the end, the camera turned down and captured the mess everywhere.

"Cut! Very good!" The director was very satisfied with this. As soon as he finished shouting, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Lou Zhao rushed in wearing a blood-stained school uniform with disheveled hair, almost fell to the ground from exhaustion.

Everyone was shocked, especially the reincarnated people who rushed over and asked, "What's going on?"

After the catastrophe, Lou Zhao raised his head and asked in a low voice, "Did you send me a message just now?"

Several people looked at each other, then Zhao Zhining shook his head.

He and Liu Qi took a look downstairs just now, and they were relieved to see Lou Zhao standing upright, and Gao Rong and Zhang Bo stayed by the window all the time, and they didn't find anything unusual.

At this time, the director suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened, and he staggered back to the previous paragraph.

After the camera stretched out from the window, it successfully captured the figure on the ground. He was wearing a school uniform with long hair and shawl, covered in blood. At first glance, he looked like Lou Zhao.

At that time, Lou Zhao had already run upstairs.

This weird scene shocked everyone, and the director turned pale in an instant.

Lou Zhao had lingering fears in his heart, and he was very glad that he chose to come up decisively, otherwise this meeting might have been completely replaced by that ghost.

The weird incident threw the entire crew into panic.

Fortunately, the director insisted that he felt that there was not enough blood on Lou Zhao's body, and arranged for someone to pretend to be a ghost, and called Lou Zhao up again, so he managed to appease everyone.

It was already noon at this time, and everyone stayed in the classroom to eat lunch together.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing.