Chapter 78: Sudden Situation

  Facing the one flying to the sky under Yi Fei Yang's fantasy film, the most resentful are Dennis and Edwardo brothers who claim to be the creators of "authentic female witch Blair".

  This unlucky guy originally thought that with the support of Lionsgate and the good reputation of "The Witch 1", he only needed to borrow the east wind to fly high, become extremely popular, and then make a name for himself in Hollywood.

  Two of them had even designed it, waiting for themselves to become famous and then go to that damned Chinese Yi Fei Yang's face, humiliate him, insult him, mock him, ridicule him, in short, slap him hard in the face... But now, who would have thought that this damned Chinese Yi would be so troublesome, coming up with a "Ghost Blowing Record"!

  What's even more hateful is that this play also follows the "pseudo-documentary" route, and its shooting method is even more "advanced" than mine!

  "As soon as 'Ghost Story' was released, it immediately suppressed our own film... damn it, unexpectedly the two of us worked hard until the end, but still couldn't withstand their newly shot film!"

  The person who was supposed to be slapped in the face ended up slapping someone else's face instead!

  This is the most tragic ending!

  Dennis and Edyardo brothers were eager to reach the top, but in the end they were ruthlessly trampled by Yi Feiyang, and now they didn't even have the courage to speak up in front of Mr. Gusta, the president of Lion's Gate Film, let alone their previous arrogant attitude of being the "thousand-mile horse".

  Gustav puffed on his cigar, gazing at the two of them and sighed, "I don't blame you, even God wouldn't have expected things to turn out like this!"

  "Ah!" The two of them let out a sigh of relief.

  "Mr. Guste, you mean we're not doing too badly?" Dennis asked cautiously.

  "You two continue working hard, I don't want to say anything more." Gusta kindly sent the two away.

  Looking at the back of the two people, a hint of disgust that was hard to detect flashed in Gusta's eyes.

  Dennis and Ed Yarde had just left when Mike the Dwarf, head of distribution for Lions Gate Films, walked in.

  "Boss, I heard Paramount is going to increase the number of theaters showing 'Ghost in the Shell' to 750!"

  Gusta showed no surprise or astonishment, "Oh yeah? If I were Paramount's person. I would do the same! Even more outrageous!"

  "Cough cough, is it really that good, that Chinese opera?" Manager Mike couldn't help but ask.

  "Haven't you gone to see?" Gusta suddenly asked back.

  Mike's expression was unnatural, "Huh? This... is it necessary?"

  Gusta stared at him for several seconds, long enough to make Mike's scalp prickle.

  "Boss, I...I'm afraid of saying something wrong?"

  Gustav withdrew his piercing gaze. Then shook his head, "No, you're not wrong, I am... Yes, it's my fault... You pack up the things in the office."

  "What's going on?"

  "From now on, you don't have to be in charge of the sales department anymore. Move to the warehouse, they're short a warehouse manager..."

  Mike's face turned directly gray, ash gray!

  ……

  Just as the entire North American box office was waiting for "Paranormal Activity 3" to create a miracle in its third week and take the top spot, a sudden event occurred!

  Within the newly established Dream Illusion Film Company, Yi Feiyang, as the director of the new film, is on the phone with Paramount representatives, discussing the division of shares... Now, Paramount's personnel finally knew about the "cunning" of Yi Feiyang when he signed the "brain-damaged" contract earlier.

  I thought Yi Feiyang's proactive request for a contract with a 25% share in the first week, 35% in the second week, 45% in the third week, and 55% in the fourth week was idiotic behavior; now Paramount's people know that they are actually the real idiots!

  According to this profit-sharing agreement, as the box office of "Ghost" exploded week after week, DreamWorks' share of the profits increased; in contrast, Paramount was at a disadvantage, having invested its own money in distribution and marketing, only to see its returns dwindle. It's like a prostitute selling her body, only to hand over all the money to her pimp... isn't that miserable?!

  So Paramount's boss Mr. Raymond specially dispatched a business representative to come and negotiate with Yi Feiyang in a friendly manner to "modify" the profit-sharing agreement.

  As for Paramount's intentions, Yifei Yang was crystal clear.

  As a self-proclaimed "good guy" with an extremely thin skin, Yi Feiyang stood firmly on his horse's back, took a deep breath and assumed the posture of preparing for a prolonged tug-of-war.

  Just as they were deadlocked in a stalemate, Yi Feiyang's phone suddenly rang. It was Gao Jiabao calling.

  Gao Jiabao sounded anxious on the phone and spoke incoherently.

  "Ayan, it's terrible! It's really terrible!"

  "Hey fatty, calm down, can't you see the sky isn't falling?"

  "It's even worse than a sky collapse!" Fatso almost cried out in urgency.

  Yi Feiyang also felt that things seemed a bit serious, but what Fatso said next still deeply shocked him.

  Fatso said: "Our movie... scares people to death!"

  At first, Yi Feiyang didn't understand, "What 'scare people to death'? What are you talking nonsense?"

  "Waaah, I'm saying, when our play was being shown in the movie theater, it scared people to death!" Fatso wailed.

  "What?!"

  Yi Feiyang thoroughly understood.

  The self-photographed "can scare people to death" 《Ghost Shadow Record》, actually really scared someone to death!

  This time, really, dead!

  ……

  Mr. Old John is a seasoned "horror movie enthusiast". As long as there are new horror movies or thriller movies, he will be the first to buy tickets and watch them. In his words, watching horror movies is all about that heart-pounding feeling; and watching the latest horror movie is like marrying a long-awaited bride, making his heart beat continuously.

  Old John had no family and was a lonely old man. He only had a small dog named "Bo Bo" to keep him company.

  The little dog "Bo Bo" was still wandering on the street when he was taken in by Old John. Old John remembered it very clearly, it was a cold and rainy night, Old John went out to dump the trash, but saw the little dog Bo Bo shivering with fear at the corner of the trash can wall. The dull fur, the thin body, and those pitiful eyes, at that time Old John's heart was moved with compassion.

  "What a poor little dog," he said. "If it gets any colder, it will freeze to death."

  So Old John took the little dog Bobo to his own home. First, he warmed it up by the stove and then fed it some milk. When it recovered its spirits, Old John was finally at ease.

  So, the little dog Bobo and old John lived together. When old John sat on the sofa drinking beer watching TV, Bobo lay beside him; when old John read the newspaper with his reading glasses, little dog Bobo snuggled at his feet.

  Lonely old John loved it, treating Bobo like his own son. On ordinary days, he also liked to take it out for a stroll, such as going to the supermarket to buy things, taking a walk in the nearby park, and of course, going to the cinema to watch movies...

  To old John, horror stories were like fairy tales for adults... only in black. He could thoroughly feel the existence of life, especially when he liked to watch horror movies in a cinema, thrilling and screaming with many people.

  This feeling made him no longer feel lonely and deserted, able to hear his own heartbeat, and feel that he was still alive with flesh and blood. He would be afraid, would be fearful, knowing that he was still... "alive".

  This time, as usual, Old John held little dog Popo in his arms and lined up for a long queue, finally buying the ticket of "Paranormal Activity".

  Old John heard that this play was extremely scary and could scare people into a coma. He scoffed at the idea.

  It's a show!

  It's definitely showing off again!

  He has seen all sorts of horror movies, from "Dawn of the Dead" to "Poltergeist", "The Shining", and even the recently released "Blair Witch", none of which can scare him.

  In the eyes of Old John, as a seasoned horror movie fan, he already has an incredibly strong "horror immunity", no matter what play he watches, he will not be scared, and can be said to be "invulnerable to all poisons".

  So after buying the ticket, Old John bought a pack of popcorn as usual, then found his seat according to the ticket stub, sat there leisurely, eating popcorn while waiting for the movie to start...

  Finally, the movie has started.

  Mermaid Studios logo, followed by a fleeting reminder from Fantasy Films: Rated R movie, this story is purely fictional, any similarities are purely coincidental...

  The movie has started.

  Old John was watching a movie while munching on popcorn.

  A white young man with curly hair sitting next to him watching a movie found his chewing sound too loud, and the two had an unpleasant exchange of words.

  The white man with curly hair scolded Old John, "Old fellow, why are you yelling so loudly? Go to hell!"

  Old John retorted: "Damn it's you! You uncouth fellow!"

  The two of them quarreled loudly, affecting other spectators around them, until someone yelled: "Shut up!"

  The surroundings finally quieted down.

  ……

  In his seat, as the movie became increasingly frightening, the white-haired man could no longer care about what Old John was doing. His heart was racing wildly, and he was scared out of his wits by the "evil spirit" that suddenly appeared on screen.

  The entire cinema was filled with screams and terrified shouts.

  To be honest, Yi Feiyang's previous life "Curse" story is incorporated into this play "Ghost Shadow Record", creating a terrifying effect that is absolutely thrilling. Even before Yi Feiyang himself was writing the script, he was scared by his own thoughts.

  It wasn't until the end of this extremely terrifying movie that the lights in the cinema lit up, and people finally breathed a sigh of relief from the terrifying atmosphere. The feeling was like being suffocated underwater, barely swimming to shore and coming back to life.

  The white man with curly hair had this feeling, he patted his own chest, trying hard to let himself who was almost suffocated recover his breath.

  When the subtitles were finished, the white man with curly hair stood up to leave, but saw that Old John's little dog Bobo was barking frantically at his master's face. Meanwhile, Old John leaned back in his chair, head tilted, holding a bucket of popcorn, completely still.

  "Damn it, the movie's over, old man, I want to go home and sleep!" The white-haired guy was very annoyed at Old John who blocked his way.

  No matter how much the white man with curly hair cursed, Old John remained unmoved.

  "Damn it, you sleep like a dead man!" The white-haired foreigner cursed and stretched out his hand to push the other person.

  With a thud, Old John slumped over in his chair, popcorn scattered all over the floor. Looking at him again, his eyes were wide open and empty, his facial muscles stiff, yet still frozen in an expression of terror. Clearly, he had been dead for some time!