The heavy rain poured on the street, and a thunderclap woke Qian Cangyi from his dream, he opened his eyes suddenly, his attention was instantly focused, and his body entered the best state, but he did not get up.

Jingle bells, jingle bells!

The ringing of the phone came to my ears and was clear.

This ringtone is like the sound of a landline.

Qian Cangyi was very puzzled, he didn't answer the landline, in today's communication is so convenient, even if he doesn't handle the landline at home, it doesn't matter, not to mention that he still lives alone.

He lifted the quilt and put on a blue jacket and blue jeans that slung over a chair.

"Yes...... Why is it so loud from outside? It was as if it was specially called. ”

After getting up, Qian Cangyi walked to the window.

A bright light flashed outside the window, and the sky, purple lightning illuminated the entire street in an instant, and then a brief bright light, Qian Cang saw a red telephone booth on the opposite street, which had disappeared for nearly ten years.

Another flash of lightning, Qian Cangyi found that he could actually see the phone booth's microphone shaking slightly, his pupils contracted suddenly, and the memories in the depths of his mind emerged.

In the last movie, the camp in the Snow Rock Mountains in "Forbidden Land", the incomprehensible dream I had on the first night was very similar to the scene today.

Qian Cangyi took the black straight-pole umbrella in his hand, then walked out with the key.

The bean-sized rain became heavier and heavier, as if it was about to merge into a river that ran through the city.

Qian Cangyi glanced up at the night sky, then opened the umbrella, and walked out, the weather was not hot, but it was not cold, so he wore sandals directly, so that he could not care about getting his shoes wet at all.

He went to the phone booth, put away the umbrella first, and then put his left hand on the microphone, but did not pick it up, and he noticed that the electronic screen above the buttons was a bunch of garbled characters.

It's the same as the dream back then.

Qian Cang lifted the microphone and put it to his ear, and at this moment, another lightning bolt pierced the night sky, like a purple arrow. The microphone was just placed in his ear, and he didn't speak, which was his habit of answering the phone.

"Cangyi? I'm Little Diamond Wind. A slightly unfamiliar voice came from the other side, this one was very tired, but there was no obvious gasping sound, more like a simple haggard.

"I didn't expect this phone call to really get through. The hell movie stuff is still pretty reliable, although it's only one chance, but I think it's better to call you, after all, we haven't talked about it after that time. Xiao Zhuanfeng didn't wait for Qian Cangyi to answer, and said directly, as if he didn't care if the other end of the phone was Qian Cangyi.

"I'm Cangyi." At this time, Qian Cangyi replied.

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, as if holding his breath, and after a while, the sound of breathing came out, "How are you doing?" Did you meet the right teammates? With your strength, there shouldn't be a movie that can't be passed, right? Xiao Zuanfeng's voice suddenly became energetic, but it was not really spiritual, it was just a difference in volume, it seemed that it was just to hide his emotions.

"It's hard to say, no one knows what the next movie will encounter." Qian Cangyi looked at the road.

The sound of the engine came from far and near, and a white sedan drove past the phone booth, splashing rain on the plastic that covered the phone booth. At this time, the phone booth seems to be not just a tool for communication, but more like a small room, a harbor that can shelter from the wind and rain.

The other end of the line fell silent again.

"Just say anything and just chat." Qian Cangyi remembered the messages that Xiao Zhuanfeng sent to him a long time ago, not so much news, but more like a diary, recording all the major events encountered in the diary, but later Xiao Zhuanfeng may realize that he was blocked, or maybe for other reasons, he no longer sent similar messages.

Purple lightning swept across the sky, and there was a sizzling sound on the other side of the microphone, and then the voice of Little Drill Wind returning to a tired state, "I'm calling...... I want to say goodbye to you......"

"Goodbye ......"

"I hope you can live forever......"

However, instead of making Qian Cangyi feel blessed, this simple blessing sentence actually experienced a sense of despair, which belonged to the despair of Xiao Zuanfeng.

"It's an emergency phone booth, right? Are you sure you don't want to ask me for help? Qian Cangyi asked rhetorically.

……

Break time before Night Run.

In the conference room of the Overworld, the Hell Return team is holding a cumulative regular meeting, which is not based on time conditions, but on the number and depth of issues to be discussed, and once the specified conditions are met, it will be held at a certain time.

The issues discussed are not limited to the development of the film world, the possible future changes of hell films, and scenarios and crisis prophecies, all relevant issues can be discussed.

The outcome of the meeting is not necessarily the pursuit of a correct answer, but there must be a discussion so that we can know the opinion of each member of the group, so that a lot of time can be saved when encountering similar problems in the film world.

One of the key issues in this discussion were:

Is it possible for a member of the troupe to participate in the film alone without consulting the rest of the cast?

The main reason for this problem is that Qian Jiangyue participated in several small movies to pay off debts after the movie "Corner", and another reason is the assumption of the future situation.

The four of them sat down, and the issues discussed at the table were placed, and each of them did not speak.

They have five minutes to think, and their opinions, each other's opinions, and the reasons for persuading each other are basically organized through these five minutes to save time.

"Isn't it normal to exchange reputation for money? Haven't you ever acted in a small movie? Qian Jiangyue pointed to the first question on the white paper with her right hand, "How do I feel that this question is aimed at me?" ”

"Say it in advance." Qian Cang knocked on the table.

"Would you agree? If you don't agree with me still going to participate in a small movie, then what's the difference between you and not? If you don't agree with me, won't I be asking for your opinion? The relationship between the four of us is at the same level, and this kind of thing shouldn't need to be solicited. Qian Jiangyue leaned back, not very interested in this question.

"Your dualistic thinking only complicates the problem, the purpose of asking this question is to negotiate a plan that everyone agrees on, and besides, talking to us before participating in a small movie is not a solicitation, what if some of us want to participate in a small movie? Maybe you can even form a team. Qian Cang shook his head, disagreeing with Qian Jiangyue's opinion.

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