Weed practice method

Chapter 9

It took only five days for Ye Tang to shoot all the scenes in "Absolute Love".Except for a chase scene on the riverside bridge, basically everything was shot at the wolf bar.

Every day after work, Ankang would always talk to Ye Tang about the script alone to give him a reference for the next day's shooting.

Even Zhao Peng could see that Ankang took special care of him. When he was having dinner with Ye Tang, Zhao Peng finally couldn't help asking, "Is that screenwriter interested in you?"

"Ah?" Ye Tang almost spit out the beer in his mouth, blushed for a while before recovering and said, "Brother Peng, you really know how to joke. When did you think so far ahead?"

"Isn't it normal in the circle, I think he takes special care of you, and I always see him staring at you..."

"We were just chatting." Ye Tang thought it was funny, and he put a piece of meat to cover Zhao Peng's mouth and said, "Ankang has a girlfriend, and his last script was the one that was very popular last year... I forget the name, but the heroine is his girlfriend."

Zhao Peng sighed: "You know all about this."

"I saw him secretly when he answered the phone when we were drinking together a few days ago."

At night, Ye Tang lay on the bed and memorized his lines. Tomorrow was his last scene and he could wrap it up after filming. He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss, and he didn't know when the next filming would be.

On the last day of filming, Ye Tang showed his best condition, the number of NGs decreased significantly, and the shooting went extremely smoothly.

When the film was finished in the evening, Ye Tang took the flowers sent by his assistant and took the initiative to bow to the director and other staff members.

Although the director is not very sure about his acting skills, he is still very satisfied with Ye Tang's professionalism and cooperative attitude. After all, nowadays younger artists are a little bit short-tempered, and they will make faces angry if they talk too much, but Ye Tang will not, No matter how many times NG is reprimanded, he will patiently listen to the director's request and do his best. This is probably the reason why he is useless but not annoying.

"Congratulations on the completion." Ankang came over with a smile and handed him a delicate small box: "This is a gift for you, the lucky guardian of Sensoji Temple."

"Thank you." Ye Tang opened the box and took out a purple amulet to look at it carefully. It was an irregular pentagonal small cloth bag with a white knot, and the golden traditional Chinese character "Luck" was printed on it.Ye Tang put the shou in his jeans pocket and said, "I hope you can bless me with better luck."

"Yes." Ankang lowered his head and showed a casual smile on the corner of his mouth: "If you have nothing to do at night, stay for a drink, and it may be difficult to meet again in the future."

"Okay, I'll invite you this time." Ye Tang readily agreed.

After work was over, Ankang still had to go to the hotel to communicate with the director about some matters related to the script. Because he didn't want to run back and forth, Ye Tang simply stayed at the wolf bar alone and waited for him.

After the clearing, the bar did not have the loud dance music and intoxicating lights of the past, but had a petty bourgeois atmosphere.

A few days ago, he was busy shooting on the small stage in the center of the bar. Ye Tang wandered around when he was bored, and stopped in front of the wall of the bar.

This wall is densely covered with post-it notes and group photos of various colors. Ye Tang took a look at the love declarations of couples.

"This is the most distinctive love wall in our bar. Only when the consumption reaches a certain amount can we post photos here."

Hearing someone talking, Ye Tang turned around and saw the bartender in a small suit standing behind him.

"Isn't the venue already cleared? Why didn't you go back?" Ye Tang asked.

"I saw that you didn't leave, so I guessed that you must be waiting for Mr. An. If I leave, who will serve you drinks?" The bartender smiled, pointing to a vacancy on the wall and said, "The original post here is The photo of Mr. An and his wife, unfortunately, was torn down and stolen by someone."

"He has a wife?" Ye Tang's eyes widened in surprise, because Ankang clearly said that he was not married when they were chatting the day before yesterday.

The bartender nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. An's family lives nearby. He is a frequent visitor to our bar. He and his wife also met here. I remember that Mr. An was kneeling on the stage to propose marriage. "As the bartender suddenly remembered something, he closed his mouth hastily and did not speak again.

Ankang didn't know when he stood behind the two of them, and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." The bartender hurried to the bar and said, "Mr. An still drinks martinis today, right?"

Although Ye Tang was full of doubts, he didn't want to ask more questions. After all, this was someone else's private matter. It was not surprising that hidden marriages or affairs abounded in the entertainment industry. Knowing more would only lead to trouble.

The bartender pushed a glass of martini in front of Ankang, Ankang took a look at it, then put it down and said, "I don't want to drink this today."

"Then give me this glass, you order it again." Ye Tang reached out to take the wine glass.

Ankang said to the bartender, "Give me a Margarita, please." He tilted his head and rested his chin to watch Ye Tang down his martini, and unconsciously smiled.

"Why are you staring at me..." Sensing Ankang's gaze, Ye Tang put down his goblet and asked in embarrassment. He always felt that Ankang's eyes were creepy.

Ankang smiled: "It's nothing, I just think it's a pity that a good boy like you is not popular."

Ye Tang protested dissatisfied: "We are the same age, don't call me a child."

I don't know if the alcohol content of the martini was too high, but Ye Tang soon lay down on the bar counter in a daze.

When the bartender turned around, he saw that Ye Tang was already asleep and asked Ankang, "Do you want me to call a car to take Mr. Ye back?"

"No, let him sleep."

The bartender looked at his watch in embarrassment: "But it's almost twelve o'clock, the bar will be closed, and it will be ready to open tomorrow afternoon."

Ankang looked up at the bartender deeply and said, "Then you go back first, I will wait here, he should wake up soon, and I will lock the door for you when he leaves."

The bartender thought about it. Anyway, Ankang is also a frequent visitor to the bar. Everyone knows each other, so he packed up the bar and went to the second floor to check the private rooms before leaving. Be sure to lock the door, sir."

After the bartender left, only Ye Tang and Ankang were left in the bar. The air was terribly silent for a while. Ankang raised his wrist to check the time. It was already [-]:[-] in the middle of the night.

Nine minutes to one o'clock in the morning.

It was also 9 minutes before Zhou Yun committed suicide.

Ankang looked at Ye Tang who was sleeping on the bar and said coldly, "Zhou Yun, you want my life, I will give it to you now." He got up and turned off the switch, and the surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

Ankang left the bar and slowly closed the door, and the moment the heavy U-shaped lock buckled, it also locked Ye Tang's only way out.

Ye Tang slowly opened his eyes, and found that there was no one around in pitch blackness. When he stood up, he was still a little dizzy and almost fell down. He stood on the bar for a while before recovering.

"Don't even call me when the door is closed, you really let me spend the night here..." Ye Tang complained to himself.

Just as he was about to leave the backstage, he vaguely heard a woman's laughter not far away, and the woman called out in a faint voice: "Ankang... Ankang..."

"Has Ankang left yet?" Ye Tang turned on the flash of his mobile phone and followed the sound, walked through the box, and stopped in front of the stage in the center of the bar. He could clearly hear a woman's laughter just now, but the stage was completely dark at this moment. There may be someone.

Sensing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Ye Tang took a few steps back in panic.

At this time, a woman's laughter came from the ear again, the laughter changed from intermittent to sobbing, and it was a bit like crying, which made people's hairs stand on end very strangely.

Then there was a sudden sound of something falling to the ground on the stage.Ye Tang raised his mobile phone to take a picture, and saw an overturned bar chair at some point on the originally empty stage, with a pair of feet hanging from the chair.

Ye Tang tremblingly held up his mobile phone to take pictures along those feet, and suddenly fell to the ground covered in cold sweat.

In the center of the stage, he saw a woman wearing a red cheongsam suspended by wires under the spotlight. Her body was swaying back and forth stiffly like a puppet blown by the wind.

Ye Tang gasped, got up from the ground and ran towards the exit of the bar without looking back. He pulled the glass doorknob, and there was the sound of an iron lock hitting the door.

"Don't you know to see if anyone locks the door again!" Ye Tang cursed inwardly, and slammed the door several times in an attempt to attract passers-by.

Originally, the bar was in a hidden alley, and at this time, no one would pass by on the street outside in the middle of the night, so he quickly gave up this idea.

Since he couldn't get out and had to make a phone call, Ye Tang anxiously took out his cell phone and called Zhao Peng, and soon Zhao Peng's sleepy voice came from the cell phone.

"Come and save me, I'm locked in the wolf bar, hurry up!"

Although Zhao Peng didn't understand what was going on, he could hear Ye Tang's voice trembling, and quickly got up from the hotel bed in a jerk: "I'll drive there right away, you wait."

Ye Tang hung up the phone and fell into the strange darkness again. People's hearing becomes very sensitive in the dark. He heard movement behind him, as if something was dragging on the ground, and it was slowly moving toward him. near.

Ye Tang turned his back against the door and raised the flashlight to take pictures around. It turned out that the hanging woman in the center of the stage appeared at the end of the corridor directly in front of him.

A thick and long wire was tied around her neck and dragged all the way to the ground. Her legs stretched out stiffly, and she moved towards the door in a very unnatural walking posture. The voice, and Ye Tang heard this voice.

Ye Tang looked around in horror and accidentally met her eyes. Looking at her black eyes without whites, Ye Tang felt his heartbeat almost stopped for a moment.

At this time, the woman's head turned like an owl, her neck was so badly bent that she was about to turn her whole head upside down, into a strange appearance with her mouth on top and her eyes on the bottom, she grinned at Ye Tang and swooped down quickly.

Ye Tang ran away screaming, and started running around the bar like a headless chicken. He didn't know where to hide, and he didn't dare to look back.

The dragging sound seemed to follow closely behind him and he couldn't shake it off. He only knew that he couldn't stop, and once he stopped, it would be over.

When he ran near the bar, Ye Tang remembered that there was a private room on the second floor of the bar, which might be able to withstand it for a while, so he ran up the stairs to the second floor, and fell on the stairs because the bar was dimly lit.

Regardless of the pain in his knee, Ye Tang hurriedly got up and staggered forward while holding on to the handrail of the stairs.

After arriving at the second floor, the sound of dragging behind him suddenly disappeared, and Ye Tang's panic-stricken thoughts calmed down a little.

Panting heavily, he pulled the doorknob of the private room, but it was also locked.

Ye Tang didn't give up, walked along the corridor and tried door by door, all of them were locked without exception.

He leaned against the French window at the end of the corridor, lowered his head and sighed helplessly. When he looked up, the woman in the red cheongsam was standing quietly at the other end of the corridor with her head tilted, looking at him.

"Hee hee... hee hee... Ankang...you can't run away..." The woman raised her stiff legs and approached Ye Tang with a creepy laugh.

Ye Tang trembled and said with pale lips: "I, I am not Ankang...I am not Ankang..."

But the woman didn't seem to listen at all, and she still didn't stop.

In a panic, Ye Tang caught a glimpse of a can of dry powder fire extinguisher under the corner on the left. He dropped his phone, picked up the fire extinguisher, and quickly pulled out the safety pin to turn on the switch for the woman in red.

Immediately, a burst of white smoke spewed out from the fire extinguisher, the powerful impact stopped the woman's progress, and the dry powder fell on the red cheongsam, which looked ugly and ridiculous.

She suddenly raised her head and let out a piercing scream: "Go to hell—"

Gradually, the dry powder in the fire extinguisher began to run out, and the impact force dropped significantly. The woman got closer and closer. Ye Tang turned around, gritted his teeth, grabbed the fire extinguisher and smashed it towards the French window.

Since the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows is high-quality explosion-proof, this blow only cracked the windows a few cracks.

Ye Tang held up the fire extinguisher and smashed it hard a few times but failed to break it.

At this moment, suddenly an electric wire strangled his neck and pulled him back. The suffocation and pulling force made Ye Tang stagger back a few steps.

He raised his hands and threw the fire extinguisher heavily towards the crack of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the glass shards flew in an instant.

Ye Tang grabbed the wire around his neck and rushed towards the hole in the floor-to-ceiling window. The shattered and sharp glass cut his clothes and skin. The moment he fell from the second floor, Ye Tang remembered the embrace he had jumped from home before. .

If only he was here...

Zhao Peng rushed to the bar in a panic, and suddenly a fire extinguisher fell from the top of his head and hit the ground. Immediately afterwards, he saw Ye Tang, who was covered in scratches, fell to the ground in front of him with terrified eyes like a puppet with broken strings, his head Dark red blood flowed from behind.

Zhao Peng screamed back a few steps and fell to the ground. He looked up in the direction Ye Tang fell, and saw a woman in red slowly becoming transparent and disappearing by the broken floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of the bar. not see.

"Ye Tang, Ye Tang, wake up! You don't want to die!" Zhao Peng cried and hugged Ye Tang, who was covered in blood. In a panic, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to make an emergency call, but with trembling fingers, he pressed the wrong number key.

"Didn't I fucking come here by car?" Zhao Peng slapped his forehead to wake up, picked up Ye Tang's body and stuffed it into the back seat, stepped on the accelerator to the end and drove through more than a dozen red lights to send him to the emergency room.