Huayu Entertainment: Starting with Exorcising Evil from a Film Queen

With each word he spoke, the assistant director's face grew paler.

These things were only known within the production team, and the news was kept tightly under wraps to avoid affecting the filming schedule and the investors' confidence.

How could this young man know so much?

The assistant director stubbed out his cigarette, stood up abruptly, and his initial irritation was replaced by a hint of surprise.

He walked up to Zhang Ze in a few steps and looked him up and down suspiciously.

"Go on."

"If you keep going, it's because your director is under too much pressure and can't sleep at night, and the lead actor is restless. Did something happen again just now?"

The assistant director was completely stunned, and his expression towards Zhang Ze now carried a hint of awe.

Just now, Chen Kun suddenly lost his temper in his lounge, smashed the mirror, and is now locking himself in the lounge, refusing to open the door for anyone, no matter how much they try to persuade him.

How could this kid possibly know about this when it just happened?

Could it be... that I've really met a master today?

"Can you solve this?"

"We'll know once we try," Zhang Ze said, maintaining his nonchalant demeanor.

Assistant Director Wang stared at him for a good ten seconds, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he slammed the cigarette butt to the ground and crushed it out.

"Okay! Then give it a try!"

"I'm Wang Yue, the assistant director of this film. If you can really solve this, I'll give you five thousand yuan!"

Deputy Director Wang made a snap decision, squeezing out those words through gritted teeth.

He was forced into a corner and had no other choice but to try anything.

Five thousand yuan is nothing to a film crew, but for an ordinary person, especially an extra, it is a huge sum of money.

These days, a white-collar worker's monthly salary is only a little over a thousand yuan, so five thousand yuan is quite a lot.

However, Zhang Ze shook his head and refused outright.

"I don't want money."

Assistant Director Wang was stunned.

"If I solve this, give me a role, one with lines."

Zhang Ze calmly stated his conditions.

"You want to act?"

Assistant Director Wang's reaction was surprising.

"Nonsense, who would come to Hengdian to suffer like this if they didn't want to act?"

Zhang Ze asked back, as if it were perfectly reasonable.

This left the assistant director speechless.

He gave Zhang Ze a deep look, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

These days, people are incredibly shrewd, their minds are restless, and everything revolves around money.

Five thousand yuan in cash is a real temptation for anyone.

This kid doesn't want money, he wants a vague and ethereal character?

You should know that a featured actor might work themselves to the bone for a whole movie, only to receive a paycheck of five or six thousand yuan.

This only applies to characters with a lot of screen time.

Nothing beats the ease and comfort of simply taking the money directly.

What's the point?

He couldn't figure it out.

But he could sense that this young man was different from everyone he had ever met; he had an obsession with acting.

Assistant Director Wang admires people who are persistent.

He pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and made a decision.

"OK!"

"As long as you can get the production back to normal, I'll personally talk to Director Dong and give you more screen time, let alone a special appearance!"

It's a deal.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Zhang Ze did not delay any longer and turned to walk towards the source of the strongest malevolent energy.

Assistant Director Wang subtly winked at the stagehand next to him.

The stagehand was in his forties, his skin tanned like charcoal, and he reeked of sweat and smoke. He was clearly a seasoned veteran. He immediately understood and, with a face full of reluctance and suspicion, hurriedly followed Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze walked towards the prop room, with the stagehand following behind, muttering under his breath, "What the hell? Pretending to be a ghost, I bet they're just trying to scam money. If they don't work out, I'll teach them a lesson."

Zhang Ze ignored the staff's complaints.

After all, there are indeed many swindlers in his line of work, and this is not something that ordinary people can access.

Nowadays, everyone advocates believing in science, so it's normal not to understand.

Zhang Ze pushed open the door. The space inside was small and cluttered with various props for filming, from fake antique vases to old newspapers from the Republic of China era. The air was filled with dust and a musty smell.

He immediately spotted an antique-looking dressing mirror from the Republican era in the corner.

The mirror is made of wood, and the carvings on the edges are mottled and peeling off. The mirror surface is also a bit dull, but it can still reflect people's images.

This is an old object. Judging from its style, it should have been collected from an old house, but it is more likely a burial item unearthed from the ground.

If something is buried underground for a long time, it will become tainted by the negative energy of the earth. If such an object is placed in a place with many living people without being purified, it will continuously erode people's luck.

For ordinary people, getting infected can lead to anything from bad luck to serious illness.

The reason why everything went wrong for the film crew was right here.

If you leave it on set every day, it's no wonder something bad happens.

"Move this out, find a secluded spot, smash it or burn it, and the problem will be solved."

Zhang Ze pointed to the mirror, his tone indifferent.

The stagehand following behind peeked out with a hint of disbelief.

"That's it? A broken mirror?"

He scoffed, his face full of disbelief. "Young man, are you kidding? What's wrong with this mirror? I think it's just an old item that the film crew bought with some money."

"This is difficult for those who don't know how, but easy for those who do." Zhang Ze didn't bother to explain further.

He took out another yellow talisman from his pocket, made a few cursory strokes on it with his fingers, then walked directly to the door and stuck the talisman on the top of the door frame.

"The talisman is here to temporarily suppress the evil energy, but it's only a temporary solution. To completely resolve the problem, you need to get rid of that mirror."

After doing all this, he turned and walked out.

Assistant Director Wang had been waiting outside, and he was also taken aback when he saw him come out so quickly.

He never expected that the trouble that had plagued the entire crew for almost half a month could be resolved with just a few words and a piece of yellow paper.

He turned to look at the stage manager next to him, who shrugged and curled his lip, his expression clearly saying: See, I told you he was a fraud.

In less than three minutes, a talisman was pasted on, and the problem was solved?

This is too frivolous.

The little hope in Assistant Director Wang's heart instantly vanished.

Zhang Ze noticed their concerns but didn't care. He simply took out his old Nokia phone and read out a number.

"It should be effective soon. Call me again once the matter is resolved."

After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation.

Watching his dashing departing figure, Assistant Director Wang felt uneasy.

Assistant Director Wang watched his departing figure, then glanced at the yellow talisman on the doorframe, his heart pounding with anxiety. He picked up his phone, hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed the director's number.

"Director Dong, are you still angry? Don't be angry, it's not worth ruining your health... I want to tell you something. I just met a young man outside the film set who said he could solve our problem."

"Money? Not a penny spent! He said he didn't want any money, but he did have a request: if the issue is really resolved, he wants a featured role in our production..."

All of this was observed by a woman sitting in a chair not far away, lost in thought.

Li Xiaoran didn't have any scenes to film today, but she still came to the set as usual.

The frequent accidents on set severely delayed the filming schedule, and even caused a temporary halt to production, which made her anxious and uneasy.

These past few years have been incredibly unlucky for her.