soul collector

"Director Jiang, is this shot okay? The actor's emotions are in place and the movements are smooth. Let's take the next shot?"

Jiang Qiao glanced at the director's assistant next to him, who was holding today's storyboard with an anxious expression on his face.I was supposed to take four shots this morning, but now it's eleven o'clock, and I'm still stuck on the first one.

Jiang Qiao took a sip of tea from the thermos cup next to him, and said slowly, "The actors are indeed in place, but the camera is not very good. I just thought of cutting in obliquely, and dimming the light in post-production. The value of the horse has been lowered by one degree to add a sense of mystery."

"..." The assistant was speechless, pursed his lips together, and said, "Then let me tell the camera crew, the diagonal cameras are also keeping up, and take the slide rail, does that mean?"

Jiang Qiao hummed, and said slowly, "By the way, tell the actor that he's in good shape this time, keep it up."

"Got it."

After a while, Jiang Qiao raised his head, and as expected, he received an angry look from Tang Xiu in the distance.

Jiang Qiao raised his lips, picked up the horn quite solemnly, raised his face as usual, and said in a serious voice—"Every department is ready, let's do it again. If this time doesn't work, you all go back to your respective houses, it's already morning." I haven't filmed a single one, the crew just rested for a few days, and everyone doesn't want to work anymore, right?"

The few new actors didn't dare to take a breath when they heard the words. When the actors were very timid in front of the director, they couldn't even feel that the director deliberately picked faults. It was all because of their poor performance.

Tang Xiu turned his head and saw Zhang Zhongzhong shrunk his shoulders. He couldn't help frowning and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Zhongzhong said in a small voice: "Senior, did I drag you down? I feel like this one is going to be ruined... Mainly..." He paused, glanced at Jiangqiao in the distance, and his voice continued. Depressed by two points, "The main reason is that I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm in a hurry."

"There's nothing wrong with you." Tang Xiu laughed coldly when he heard this, "It's because my shooting condition is not good."

"Ah? Are you in a bad state of shooting?" Zhang Zhong said in the middle, he didn't think so.But he thought about it again, Tang Xiu was a temperament who said one thing and said another, he would not deliberately be modest, he probably did not do it well, after all, Director Jiang should have extraordinarily high demands on his own people.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhongzhong felt a little sympathetic to the senior, and was still a little worried.He scratched his head and said, "Hey, then you have to work hard, don't make the director angry. An actor who has offended Director Jiang will be difficult to mix in the future."

Tang Xiu immediately snorted when he heard the words, "I'm already out of the circle, back out, do you understand?"

"Ah." Zhang Zhongzhong was taken aback, but he didn't dare to say he didn't understand.

"The reason why I'm still standing here filming is because you, the unreasonable director, threatened me with the contract and insisted that I fulfill the obligation of the last script." Tang Xiu was a little annoyed when he said this, the costumes were too hot, he continued The tissue handed by the assistant lightly stained the sweat on his neck, and he turned his head to look at the cool Jiangqiao under the big umbrella, and the dissatisfaction in his black eyes deepened.

The crew of "Deep Jungle" has been filming until after ten o'clock in the evening before finishing work.Not only the actors, but also the staff are completely exhausted.Fortunately, although Jiang Qiao was ruthless, he was generous in his actions. He asked his assistant to buy thousands of dollars worth of crayfish and set up a table in the open space outside the set. As soon as the beer crayfish was opened, a group of young men regained their vitality. .

Tang Xiu didn't stay to have supper with everyone, he said he was tired after the show, and went back to the dormitory without looking back. ——Even Jiang Qiao, who was going to talk to him, only got a cold back.

Jiang Qiao took the crayfish from his assistant sideways and carefully poured it into the large iron basin on the table, while listening to the people next to him whispering at a volume he thought no one else could hear.

"Why do I feel that this time the production crew has resumed work, and Tang Xiu is playing big games?"

"You're stupid, that's not playing big cards, that's obviously absent-minded."

"what?"

"Didn't he want to quit the circle? He was probably forced by director Jiang to come back and finish filming this movie."

"Tsk—" The man glanced at Jiangqiao not far away, and swallowed back what he was about to comment.

There was nothing unusual about Jiang Qiao on the surface, Lelehe finished sharing the supper for everyone, and then said with his share: "Don't be too late, I won't be here to spoil the fun."

Everyone talked about how it could be a disappointment, while happily watching the director enter the dormitory.

The dormitory building was empty. Jiang Qiao took the elevator directly to go upstairs. There were two doors facing each other at the end of the corridor. He didn't hesitate to turn the handle of the door on the left.

"Eat supper, treasure, I haven't even eaten dinner, can you hold on?"

Tang Xiu stood in front of the bed, looked up at the soul-collecting banner hanging on the wall, and frowned in thought.

Jiang Qiao's heart sank, he pushed the door behind him, sighed, and said in a low voice while putting the crayfish on the table: "After tossing you all day, can't you let go of this thing in your mind? Don't think about it, come back and have some supper Go to sleep at night, what are you thinking about so much?"

Tang Xiu didn't react when he heard the words, obviously his thoughts were not with Jiang Qiao at all.After looking at the soul-collecting flag for a long time, he reached out and touched the soul-collecting flag.

The flag was motionless, like a dead flag.

The calm voice of the ancestor Wannian sounded exhausted, with a hint of despair.

"It's been half a month, and this old thing still ignores me." He sat down on the bed while talking, feeling frustrated, "If you weren't still here, I would really doubt that this old thing already dead."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiao laughed awkwardly, walked over and poked the soul-collecting flag with the unopened disposable chopsticks very rudely.

"Old man, don't be shameless. My little streamer is born. If you don't please your master, your status in this family will be completely lost. Do you know what it means to accept it when you see it?"

The Jihun Banner suddenly got up when he heard the words, tensed in the air, and slapped Jiang Qiao's face directly. When he arrived, he snorted and said, "Is it interesting to use this sneak attack again? It's been a few days. If you don't get tired of it, I will get tired of it for you." He walked to the side of the drawer and pulled it out. Open the bottom one, and his new streamer is placed inside like a T-shirt that has been folded casually.

Jiang Qiao took out the soul-collecting banner, shook it off, and gently touched the filled soul grids on it.

Jihun Banner rubbed against his fingertips affectionately.

"See, this is the correct way to get along with Jihun Banner and the master. You have to be temperate when you lose your temper. The old ancestor is really too lazy to coax you someday. Let me see what you do." Jiang Qiao said He turned his head and glanced at the bathroom, and smiled, "The rag that just happened to be mopping the floor is about to rot, so I'll put you back on when the time comes, it's perfect."

The soul-collecting banner was buzzing angrily on the wall, Tang Xiu looked at it for a while, then stood up and walked over to hold out his hand——

The old thing started playing dead again.

Tang Xiu completely broke down, "What do you want me to do? How long has it been? I wipe the dust and tidy up the corners for you every day. How long are you going to lose your temper?"

——The soul-collecting banner is like a death banner.

"A 1-year-old thing is so self-willed?" Tang Xiu raised his voice, and the ancestor was on the verge of anger.

Although the soul-collecting flag still made no sound, Jiang Qiao remembered that the old man snorted and turned his head away.Seeing that his ancestor was really about to explode, he hurriedly walked over with a smiling face and hugged Tang Xiu, hugged him to the other side of the bed, and made him sit down.

"Hey, just let it go smoothly, it will be fine after a while. You don't want to think about anything recently, you have lived for 1 years, can't you still do it with meditation?"

Tang Xiu didn't speak, his breathless look didn't have the demeanor of his ancestors.

"Actually, I can understand it too. Think in another way. If I were Jihunban and I've been with you for 1 years, I would be angry if you set me on fire just because of a man you've only known for a few days."

Tang Xiu looked at Jiang Qiao upon hearing this, "What do you want to express?"

Jiang Qiao uttered an uh, rolled his eyes, and smiled happily, "This shows that you really love me."

"..."

Tang Xiu was so angry that he couldn't speak, a river bridge, an old thing on the wall, he knew day and night to make him angry and make him work hard, it was really exhausting.

Half a month ago on Mount Jiaotu, he unintentionally activated the magic circle to awaken the inheritors, and sacrificed with his soul-collecting streamer with perfect merit, successfully returning the No. The immortal soul gatherer gets a new banner, and his own old banner can also see the light of day.

Everything should have been perfect, but from the first day this old thing came back, he started a long period of temper tantrums that lasted until today.

That's right, it's an old thing that has been around for thousands of years, and it's really unbearable to play with your temper.

Some changes have taken place in the laojihunban, which has completed its merits and virtues.

For example, there were 36 soul grids on it, but they were empty for no reason. Tang Xiu read a lot of classics, and later realized that, as the price for recovering the soul banner, he had to start the crazy mission mode every life.And because the 36 soul slots were vacated by the soul banner, Tang Xiu had no choice but to make up for any gaps.

The most irritating thing about this old thing is that Tang Xiu gathered a vacant soul two days ago, but until now, that thread of soul has not been able to enter the streamer. This old thing seems to be fighting him to the end. It's disgusting to not cooperate.

Jiang Qiao couldn't help sighing when he saw Tang Xiu's bitter and bitter look. He walked over to rub his ancestor's hand, then hugged and pinched it, and said in a soft voice, "What was that strand from last time?"

"The soul of hypocrisy."

"Hey, there aren't many hypocrites. It's okay. When this guy loses his temper, we'll find another one."

Tang Xiu still didn't speak after hearing the words, but it wasn't all for collecting souls, and he couldn't tell where his boredom came from.He was angry with him, but he was also angry that he had indeed done something bad at the time, and all kinds of emotions were intertwined-this old ancestor hadn't worried about "interpersonal" relationships for thousands of years, but recently he was angry with himself. The old buddy is entangled.

While worrying, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from the corridor outside, and after a while, Li Ziping knocked on the door.

Just as Jiang Qiao was about to go to open the door, Li Ziping turned the lock and came in. He poked a round head with beads of sweat on it.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qiao looked at his posture and felt something was wrong.

"Director! There seems to be something wrong with that crayfish. Several people have diarrhea. Do you want to go and have a look?"