NHSRE Ch. 151: Professional Life-Saving

Translator: Dj2203

Editor: Dj2203

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The director of “Spooky in Red” was a bit surprised when he learned that Shen Dongqing wanted to bring money into the team. After all, in the eyes of everyone, domestic horror movies were almost equal to bad movies. That was all.

And Shen Dongqing was backed by the Zhou Group, and the recent incidents had also given him a sense of presence. Except for the plays of big-name directors, wasn’t he free to choose whatever he wanted to work in?

With this doubt in mind, on Shen Dongqing’s first day in the group, the director ran to insinuate and asked him why he chose this script.

If Brother Lu was here, he would definitely say that it fit Shen Dongqing’s image. After all, he became popular again on the show “Science Online”. A horror movie could deepen the character’s image. Horror movies were also suitable for people like Shen Dongqing who could not act.

But standing here was Shen Dongqing, and he replied bluntly: “Because I’m more interested in this genre.”

The director thought back to his own script, the plot was weak, the cast was average, and there was almost nothing outstanding, so he tentatively said: “You are interested in the background of the Republic of China?”

“No.” Shen Dongqing said, “I’m interested in ghosts.”


He laughed twice: “You’re so funny…”

Shen Dongqing frowned: “I’m serious. I’ve read the script, and I think your setting of ghosts is unreasonable. I think it should be…”

The director’s face became dumbfounded.

“Your ghost setting is too weak, it should be like this…”

Director: “I think what you said is very reasonable, but there are no ghosts in our script.”

Shen Dongqing raised a question mark.

The director said categorically: “Actually, after you lived in this mansion, you took neurological drugs by mistake and started having hallucinations. There are no ghosts in the world.”

He regained the initiative and patted Shen Dongqing on the shoulder, while saying with relief: “Very well, you have studied the script thoroughly, and I will consider and accept some of your suggestions.”

After finishing speaking, the director couldn’t wait to slip away.

Shen Dongqing sighed.

Why did people outside have so many misunderstandings about ghosts?

Brother Lu came over with big bags and small bags, sweating profusely, and asked casually, “Why are you sighing?”

“It’s okay.” Shen Dongqing shook his head and took the luggage from Brother Lu’s hand.

Seeing Shen Dongqing’s slender arms and legs, Brother Lu hurriedly said: “Be careful!”

Then he saw Shen Dongqing easily lifting the 24-inch suitcase with one hand, walking up the stairs steadily, where he still had the strength to turn around and ask: “What is careful?”

Brother Lu: “No, it’s nothing.”

In order to shoot the movie “Spooky in Red”, the crew had rented a mansion left over from the Republic of China era. This mansion had been renovated and was usually used for entertaining tourists. Before the filming, the director wanted the actors to get a better feel, so the leading actors were arranged to live on the top floor for the past two days, and the other staff lived in a nearby hotel.

For the sake of him bringing in money, the room Shen Dongqing lived in was the best and brightest, and the furnishings inside were also in line with the background of the Republic of China, and everything was very charming.

Before the official shooting, Shen Dongqing put down his luggage and planned to take a rest first, but he didn’t expect to sleep until midnight.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and it was impossible to tell what time it was at once. Shen Dongqing dazedly took out his phone and looked, it was already one o’clock in the morning.


His stomach rumbled.

Shen Dongqing rubbed his empty stomach, opened the mobile app to scan, and found that because this place was a bit remote, all the takeaways that could deliver her were closed, so he could only get up and go out to search for food.

Creak— the door opened, and a gust of cold wind blew over.

Probably because they were afraid of the legends in the mansion, and because they were here to shoot a horror movie and were more or less afraid, so the actors stayed in the room peacefully, and there was no one outside.

Shen Dongqing walked out of the room, his figure gradually elongated under the dim light, and in the darkness where he couldn’t see, a bloodstain appeared on the wall.

He went down the spiral staircase, came to the kitchen on the first floor, and found two boxes of instant noodles left by the staff.

Shen Dongqing’s eyes lit up immediately, he took out a box of instant noodles, and boiled a pot of water.

While waiting for the water to boil, Shen Dongqing was leaning on the counter and swiping his phone when Zhou Wenyan sent over a message.

Zhou Wenyan: What are you doing?

Shen Dongqing sent him a video call request and was connected in the next second.

Zhou Wenyan was sitting on the boss’s chair, probably because he looked a little loose at home, the cuffs of his shirt were rolled up and two buttons on his collar were unbuttoned, such that his strong muscles could be vaguely seen.

“In the kitchen?” He lowered his voice.

Shen Dongqing said in a muffled voice: “I’m hungry, there’s no takeaway nearby.”

Zhou Wenyan put down his pen and sat up straight: “Wait for me for half an hour.”

Shen Dongqing tilted his head:?

Zhou Wenyan: “Wait for me.”

The video call was cut off.

Shen Dongqing thought about these two sentences and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, he didn’t know if he was looking forward to Zhou Wenyan or the food he would be bringing over more.

But even if Zhou Wenyan was coming over, instant noodles still had to be soaked.

It would take a while for the water to boil, so Shen Dongqing wandered to the bathroom. After washing his hands in the toilet, he was about to go out, but the light in the bathroom suddenly flickered, and then went out directly.

The bathroom was suddenly plunged into darkness, but this kind of darkness was not pure black, and something could be vaguely seen through the moonlight outside the window, which was more terrifying than complete invisibility.

The faucet was still dripping water, and the color of the water changed from transparent to reddish brown.

Shen Dongqing raised his head and saw a figure in the mirror.

The figure stood behind Shen Dongqing, dressed in red, with her head bowed, her thick black hair covering her face.

Tick-tick— a drop of blood fell down and slowly fell at her feet. It turned out that the red dress was not a red dress, but a blood-soaked dress.

Shen Dongqing remained motionless, staring at the figure in the mirror.

The Ghost in Red thought that Shen Dongqing was frightened, but this was a normal person’s reaction, so she didn’t think too much about it, she just raised her arm, a hook from which with her pale and sharp fingers could kill someone.

It was just that before her fingers could touch Shen Dongqing, he moved.

He didn’t run away with his head in his arms or run away screaming, but he raised his hand to turn off the faucet first, and then took out his phone.

The screen lit up, and a faint fluorescent light appeared.

Shen Dongqing quickly opened the photo album, found the script he had photographed before, and said to himself: “The bloody clothes, long hair, toilet… I found it! Is the filming starting now?” Then he sternly said to her, “Wait!”

The ghost girl in red froze.

Shen Dongqing flipped through his lines and read out expressionlessly: “‘Ahh—don’t come over!’ The male second shrank in the corner in fear, holding his head and shaking his head constantly.” He gestured and started to find a corner, and said to the ghost girl in red, “Wait a minute, I’ll find the state.”

Shen Dongqing was worried about the script: “What does it feel like to be afraid? I can’t find it at all.”

The ghost girl in red had gone a little numb.

She had specialized in killing for a hundred years, and she had seen people fainting from fright, screaming and running away, or dying in place, but she had never seen such a bug, what kind of reaction was this? Had he gone crazy?

The light bulb above flickered for a moment, and it turned on and off, revealing the expressions of the two people.

Shen Dongqing’s brows were tightly furrowed, and he was still muttering his lines in embarrassment. The red-clothed ghost’s face was pale and expressionless, and he could faintly see the corners of her eyes twitching.

No matter how you look at it, it didn’t look like a ghost killing scene, it was more like a comedy variety show scene. As if the next second the lights would come on, and the two people would start talking about cross talk.

Fortunately, the ghost girl in red didn’t want to talk about cross talk and she couldn’t wait to taste the warm blood, so she subconsciously ignored Shen Dongqing’s abnormal behavior, raised her hands and moved them to the person’s back in an instant, and put her fingers on his shoulders, until a dead face poked out faintly.

Shen Dongqing saw that the red-clothed ghost had started to “perform” and recited his lines not to be outdone: “Ah–don’t come here!” Then he didn’t hide in the corner but grabbed the red-clothed ghost’s hand reflexively and directly threw her over his shoulder to the ground and punched her down.


The ghost girl in red fell to the ground, her life and death unknown, her hands twitching non-stop.

Shen Dongqing: “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

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