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Hong Kong Island Funeral Parlor, also known as Hong Kong Island Hotel.

Originally, this scene was supposed to be filmed at night, but there was no way, no matter whether it was Chen Guanxi, Yan Danchen, or Xu Jinjiang who came to play the forensic doctor, they were all afraid of filming here at night.

Ever since, Sun Hao could only change it to daytime shooting.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you shoot during the day, after all, the mortuary of the funeral parlor is gloomy no matter it is day or night.

Today, compared with before, the speed of setting up the shooting scenes has been significantly accelerated by the staff, and they are talking and laughing during normal work. At this moment, everyone is holding their breath, lest they alarm the [people] in the freezer!

And Chen Guanxi, Yan Danchen, Xu Jinjiang, and Sha Yi dressed as a corpse also moved very fast. The staff just set up the shooting scene, and they all gave Sun Hao the ok gesture.

The meaning is very clear, director, don't dawdle, hurry up, you old man!

Seeing this, Sun Hao smiled, and then nodded towards Deng Chao. This guy didn't go back to school, and he was still working as a temporary director of the film crew!

The doorknob was twisted quietly, and then two heads poked out from the door, one up and one down, a man and a woman.

"It should be here?" The boy was not sure.

"It's right here, didn't you see Lao Sha lying on the stage?" The girl was bold, pushed open the door of the mortuary and rushed in.

"Why do you think they made Lao Sha's face into the appearance of Kimura Toya?" Yan Danchen walked to the corpse dressing table and looked at Lao Sha's [corpse].

"Pfft, haha..."

However, before Yan Danchen could finish his lines, Sha Yi, who was lying on the stage playing the corpse, laughed convulsively.

"Haha... Director, you can't blame me for this, the main reason is that this line in your script is too funny.

You say you can put makeup on the corpse, but you want to dress the corpse as Kimura Takuya, what a wicked taste this mortician must be! "

Hearing Sha Yi's complaints, the others couldn't help laughing, and temporarily forgot what this place was.

Sun Hao didn't smile, but frowned and asked:

"Old Sha, how do you think this line should be changed?"

"Uh..., I won't!"

Sha Yi, who was lying on the stage, was quite honest.

"Since you won't, you must listen to me!"

Sun Hao waved his hand, it was a final decision, fearing that Sha Yi, who had a very low laugh, would disrupt the shooting again, Sun Hao said again:

"Deng Chao..."

"exist!"

"Remember to tell Yu Dong that Lao Sha laughed during the filming and deducted 500 Hong Kong dollars."

"Hey... good!"

Deng Chao, who was a bit gloating, agreed at once. Afraid of Sha Yi's pleading, he directly hit the clapperboard.

"That's right, it's him!" Chen Guanxi looked serious.

"But this is no longer the old Sha."

Hearing this, Yan Danchen turned to look at Chen Guanxi with a puzzled expression.

And just when Chen Guanxi was about to explain, Sha Yi's right hand, which was lying flat on the dressing table of the corpse, suddenly lifted up.

"Fuck!"

Chen Guanxi, who just wanted to pretend to be sexual, took a step back, his face pale, while Yan Danchen hugged his arm tightly.

"Hush!"

At this time, a man in a white coat with a police uniform stood up from the corpse dressing table.

"Shhh, don't disturb the sleeping people!"

"Okay, it's over, the next scene!"

To be honest, Sun Hao himself was a little afraid of filming in this kind of space. Maybe he didn't believe in ghosts in this world before, but since his soul entered this body, he believed it!

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why this body changes owners over and over again.

so what?

Without being urged by others, he himself accelerated the shooting speed. Seeing that Huang Hua led his assistants to repair the makeup of several actors, Sun Hao immediately signaled to Deng Chao.

The policeman in a white coat had a stern face, holding a shiny scalpel in his right hand, and kept juggling it as he walked around.

Although a little scared, Chen Guanxi still tried his best to calm himself down and pouted at the corpse.

"Excuse me, why does his hand move?"

Seeing that the two young men in front of them were not intimidated, the policeman suddenly had a little appreciation in his eyes. He gently placed the scalpel on the cart next to him, clapped his hands, and explained:

"Chemicals made his body go into convulsions."

"Oh, I see!"

Chen Guanxi pursed his lips.

"Sorry, we're his friends..."

"Hehe..." At this moment, the policeman in a white coat smiled, "I know who you are."

He didn't sleep last night, which somewhat affected the speed of filming. In desperation, Sun Hao could only sit on the director's chair and squint for a while when the crew quickly arranged the shooting scene.

Of course, it will be better when the crew transitions, because sleeping in the car is a little more comfortable.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, the crew officially finished filming the scene of the funeral parlor, and immediately moved to the Shatian Industrial Zone, where the crew rented a large factory building, which was built like a home, with bathrooms, living rooms, bedrooms and other functional areas. Everything is available.

The reason for this is that Run Run Shaw's studio heard that the crew was going to play various deadly methods in it, so they resolutely refused to rent it out. Originally, the rent was 80 Hong Kong dollars per square meter per day, but it was not good for Sun Hao to offer 150 Hong Kong dollars. make.

There is no way that people in Hong Kong Island are superstitious, and they especially believe in this, otherwise the local film crews in Hong Kong Island would not have chosen some haunted houses to shoot scenes such as murders.

When he arrived at the place, he stopped the car. Sun Hao was woken up by Deng Chao. He was about to go to the nearby restaurant to have some food with the film crew, when he saw Yang Shoucheng, who had a bad complexion but was very excited. At this moment, he was standing at the intersection of traffic lights He waved to himself.

"Well... Old Deng, go and eat by yourself! Mr. Yang has something to do with me."

"Okay!" Deng Chao agreed, and followed his friends Shen Teng, Gao Lu, Sha Yi and others he had just met into the Wanbao Restaurant in front of him.

He patted his face, cheered himself up, and took two steps in three steps. Sun Hao walked quickly to Yang Shoucheng, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Yang, this is growing old!

I didn't sleep all night last night. I thought you would catch up on sleep at home during the day, but who knows, I haven't come here yet, so you are waiting for me here? "

"Haha..." Yang Shoucheng smiled happily.

"Ah Hao, I like the term "old and vigorous". I hope you can still say that to me when I am 100 years old~www.mtlnovel.com~."

"Then, Mr. Yang, let's make an agreement, you must live to be over 100 years old..."

"Ha ha…"

When Sun Hao talked about this, the two laughed at the same time, and then walked hand in hand into the opposite Tang Bo Restaurant.

However, at this moment, the place is empty, not to mention the waiters, not even the shop owner.

Sun Hao was puzzled and wanted to ask what happened, but at this moment, Yang Shoucheng pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

"Ah Hao, I'll book this hotel for a day. There's no chef, no boss, no waiter, just the two of us. You cook and I serve the food. You don't need to drink the wine. I'll talk to you about something confidential?"

"Uh..., is it about me?"

Seeing him being so cautious, although he guessed something, Sun Hao was still a little confused.

As for the performance, no one can let people see the flaws!

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