I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"Director Lu, is this necessary?"

Ye Cheng looked at the "suicide note" that Lu Jian took out for himself, and was a little confused.

Let's say it's the effect of the show, Lu Juan doesn't look like a joke, but it's true, Lu Juan can't put himself in danger, right?

Should... no?

After Ye Cheng finished writing a simple suicide note, he handed it over to Lu Jian.

"You don't need to be nervous, this is insurance, and it is not needed under normal circumstances."

Lu Jian comforted.

"Then what is abnormal?"

Ye Cheng couldn't help being curious.

"If there's an abnormal situation, it's an abnormal situation."

Lu Jian answered seriously.

"I see... Wait, didn't this say nothing?"

Ye Cheng was at a loss.

"That's right, I'm going to create some horror atmosphere for you, let you put yourself in the place and feel the fear, so as to achieve the effect of perfectly experiencing the character."

Lu Jian put away the suicide note and explained.

"How does it feel to be in your shoes?"

Ye Cheng was puzzled.

"It's not watching horror movies again, I feel that except for your movie, Director Lu, other horror movies lack a little taste, and they don't scare people at all."

"So you're brave, then?"

"Just kidding, I'm super brave!"

"That's just right. You can come to my house to have a look. My house is quite big."

Lu Jian is persuasive and seductive.

After dinner, Ye Cheng came to Lu Jian's house.

Compared with his own big mansion, Lu Jian's house is obviously much narrower. Ye Cheng first saw the big mirror behind the sofa.

Ye Cheng in the mirror,

A little haggard, pale, not at all like a full meal.

Ye Cheng looked at the mirror for a while, and the him in the mirror waved at Ye Cheng.

"!"

Ye Cheng rubbed his eyes, and himself in the mirror rubbed his eyes too.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

"Is it my eyesight?"

He saw Lu Jian lead him to the bedroom and pointed to the bed.

"Lie down."

"?"

A question mark popped up in Ye Cheng's head.

"Director Lu, didn't you agree that there are no unspoken rules..."

"Who wants to rule you unspoken, this is training."

Lu Jian patted Ye Cheng on the shoulder.

"Lie on the bed, wait until twelve o'clock, close your eyes, then count five hundred heartbeats, then open your eyes and look under the bed."

"What kind of courage game is this?"

Ye Cheng didn't quite understand. He hadn't watched Lu Lian's early videos, so naturally he didn't know the corresponding game.

"Just obey and do as you are told."

The two of them watched some scary videos as a pastime, and Lu Jian found out that Ye Cheng was really courageous. Normal people watch short videos that would be frightened, and he usually has no emotional fluctuations. Perhaps it is this that prevents him from showing his full potential. acting skills and strength.

For the actor's future, Lu Jian decided to work harder.

At 11:50, Ye Cheng lay down on Lu Jue's bed, Lu Juan drew the curtains, turned off the lights, closed the door and went back to the living room.

Ye Cheng was in darkness.

He closed his eyes, only hearing the sounds of life from the neighbors around him.

At twelve o'clock, the phone beeped, and Ye Cheng began to count his heartbeats.

"one two Three......"

At first, he could count his heartbeats accurately, but gradually, Ye Cheng felt that his heartbeat was getting slower and slower, which was far lower than the frequency of normal people.

At the same time, the surrounding voices became quieter, as if Ye Cheng had been thrown into a different dimension.

crunch——

Suddenly, Ye Cheng seemed to hear the sound of the closet opening, as if something came out with the opening of the closet door.

At first, Ye Cheng thought it was Lu Jian who was going to scare him, but after thinking about it, didn't Lu Jian walk out of the room?

So now, who came out of the closet?

Or, what is it?

Ye Cheng continued to count his heartbeats, but his thoughts couldn't stop diverging.

He thought of the scary videos he watched tonight. Although he thought they were fake when he watched them, they were all special effects, but now that he was in such an environment, he felt that those things seemed very real.

There was an itching sensation next to his ear, as if someone's hair brushed his ear. Ye Cheng wanted to raise his hand to scratch it, but suddenly found that his arm could not be lifted.

Not only the arms, but even other parts of the body were motionless, as if being heavily pressed by something.

"Ghost, ghost press bed?"

Ye Cheng couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.

He counted the rhythm of his heartbeat, which was a little out of order. No, Ye Cheng found that his heartbeat had slowed down for about ten seconds. Under normal conditions, his body would have been cold.

Unreasonable fear hit his heart, and Ye Cheng felt that he was in a helpless and lonely situation, and he couldn't even stop the game.

He kept struggling and trying, but he could only feel his body becoming stiff and unable to resist.

In this long torment, Ye Cheng felt that he was about to collapse.

I don't know how many hours or days later, Ye Cheng finally counted to the 500th heartbeat.

I don't know if this is the reason, but the shackles on him were finally lifted.

"what!"

Ye Cheng let out a cry, opened his eyes, and sat up from the bed.

Panting heavily, he found that he was covered in cold sweat and his limbs were weak, like a seriously ill patient.

Just as he was about to ask Lu Jian outside the door for help, Ye Cheng suddenly remembered that there was one last thing he hadn't done in the game.

"Look under the bed..."

What's under the bed?

Ye Cheng swallowed his saliva. The experience just now made him feel panicked. He didn't know what he would see when he looked down at this moment.

But he hesitated for a while, and finally decided to look over.

Sitting here now is torture, and I will die early and be reborn sooner.

He held onto the edge of the bed and looked under the bed.

Under the bed without any dust, there was a clown doll with a funny smile staring at him. When the two looked at each other, the corner of the clown's mouth suddenly split, and the opening extended to the ear.

Ye Cheng couldn't even scream, his eyes went dark, and he passed out immediately.

When he woke up again, what Ye Cheng saw was a strange ceiling.

"here is......"

Ye Cheng sat up, a little dazed.

"Are you awake? The training was successful, and you should have mastered the fear acting skills."

Lu Jian applauded Ye Cheng with a look of "Congratulations".

In an instant, all the memories flooded into his mind, Ye Cheng's expression changed, the corners of his mouth curled up, his pupils dilated, and an expression of extreme fear appeared on his face.

This kind of expression is the expression that you can see at a glance that he is afraid, disturbed, and after seeing a horrifying situation beyond comprehension.

It cannot be done without more than ten years of performance skills and talent understanding.

"No, don't come here!"

Looking at his appearance, Lu Jian was very satisfied.

"Maybe in the future I can go to some film and television academy to teach a course called Horror Film Acting, which is dedicated to teaching people, and maybe an academy award will be born because of it."

He felt that Ye Cheng's future was bright.

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