Ning An's Wild Wish System-Chapter 97 - 91: When the Fake Becomes Real—So You Call Yourself a Seductive Ghost?
As time passed, the hype did not die down.
Instead, it became more intense.
Whenever Ning An starts his livestream, countless identical bullet comments flood in.
It gives Ning An quite the headache.
Just then, a horror movie extended an olive branch to Ning An, hoping he could make a cameo as the Daoist priest.
Without hesitation, Ning An waved his hand and took a day’s leave.
After all, he’s the only one in Changchun Temple right now, so it’s all up to him.
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"Hello everyone, I am Li Jingye, a Divination Master."
"My name is Lin Nanbei, and I moonlight in character analysis and Fengshui readings."
After almost everyone introduced themselves, Ning An lightly coughed twice:
"My name is Ning An, I am a Daoist, proficient in fortune-telling, character analysis, Qimen Dunjia, Taiyi Divine Number, Xuankong Fengshui, and Liu Ren Divine Number."
"If there is a strong demand, I can also master spirits and exorcise, slay demons and eliminate devils."
After Ning An said this, the lively atmosphere at the scene instantly quieted down.
Lin Nanbei looked at Ning An in admiration, leaned over, and softly said:
"Daoist Master, I know of you, you’re really popular lately, but aren’t you exaggerating a bit too much?"
Li Jingye nodded along, clicked his tongue and said: "Daoist Master, I know you have real skills, but the market now is different than before, having fewer titles is rather more popular."
But I’m not lying.
Ning An scratched his head, and just then, the director had already walked over.
It’s said that this movie is an attempt by a financial backer to revive a former star, so everything has to be perfect.
To seek authenticity in the filming location, the financial backer waved grandly, directly contracted an abandoned mountain village school.
But that alone wouldn’t guarantee ratings, so the director came up with a plan.
He sent resumes to all the famous Metaphysics streamers online.
The sincerity in his words and the richness in remuneration made it impossible for Ning An to refuse.
"The shoot is about to start soon, everyone get ready."
"Little Daoist Ning, come over here for a bit."
Before Lin Nanbei and Li Jingye could react, Ning An followed him.
No other reason, it’s just fate!
"I know you have real talent, but for the sake of the camera effects, I hope you can be a bit more natural when supporting Yu Mo."
The flamboyant director gave Ning An a meaningful look.
"Director, what does it mean to be more natural?"
The director lowered his voice, spoke in a voice they could hear:
"It means to perform more exaggeratedly, with more expressive body language, all for making it easier for the audience to immerse themselves."
Ning An rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction:
"Director, I’m the Supervisor of a Daoist temple anyway, asking me to do this, isn’t it a bit difficult?"
Looking at Ning An turning to leave, the director hurriedly prepared to hold him back, but after hearing Ning An’s words, stood speechless.
"I’m somewhat of an internet celebrity, wanting to ride on my popularity?"
"That needs extra payment!"
This is an extremely backward little mountain village, many of the houses are made of mud bricks, and many households haven’t got electricity.
The entire crew stayed at the village’s primary school, with the dilapidated school entrance still hanging a shaky wooden sign, faintly reading "Li Village Primary School."
Ning An looked at the school indifferently. Since the school was abandoned, it’s been used by villagers for funeral services.
Whenever a family elder passed away, they would temporarily transform this place into a spiritual venue, park the coffin for three days, then bury it peacefully.
Through the tarpaulin windows, one can see scattered white paper pieces, broken wreaths; with the cold wind blowing, all the wooden boards in the classrooms and dormitories creaked.
What cannot be denied, is that the director has indeed put in effort.
Just this scene alone, without adding a pair of red embroidered shoes, would already frighten a normal person to death.
"Alright, the shoot is about to start, everyone prepare."
To enable the actors to get into character more real, few photographers are present.
After setting up the camera at the bottom corner of the scene, besides the actors, everybody left the premises.
Five actors sat in the abandoned classroom, above them a flickering, yellow light bulb swung, dimming and brightening, coupled with the window rattling from the wind, the horror effect is at its peak!
"Qianqian, I’m scared, do you think this can really summon the Pen Immortal?"
The movie’s leading actress began to get into character.
Ning An calmly glanced at her, indeed she still holds charm, no wonder the financial backer wishes to revive her stardom.
"It can! I learned this from the internet specifically, there are no issues."
Another actress reacted quickly, interacting seamlessly.
They portrayed the daring female students, sitting across the desk, with a sheet of white paper placed on top.
A pen held vertically by the lead actress is already positioned in her hand.
"Don’t worry, even if the Pen Immortal wants to harm someone, with us here, everything will be fine!"
Lin Nanbei’s earnest gaze, filled with righteousness, perfectly depicted the students’ ignorance and fearlessness.
If it weren’t facing a camera, this performance could be even more perfect.
Li Jingye muttered twice, then responded hoarsely: "Me too!"
Everyone’s acting is really good!
Ning An nodded inwardly, then exhaled, with a piercing look, a rebellious expression, and disdainfully said:
"Xiaorong, you can rest assured, I learned a few tricks from my grandpa, really if there’s any filthy stuff, a wave of my hand will wipe it out!"
Good!
Next door, the director couldn’t help but clenched his fists tightly.
He originally thought these internet celebrities would have to adapt to cameras more or less, but didn’t expect everyone’s emotions and acting to be on point.
However, then the director realized, tapping his head:
"Hey, those in this profession, who isn’t a born performer."
In the camera, the two actresses smiled warmly, then crossed their hands, ready to complete the final step of inviting the Pen Immortal.
"Pen Immortal, Pen Immortal, you are my past life, I am your current life, if you want to continue the bond with me, please draw a circle on the paper."
As soon as the two finished speaking, a gust of eerie wind hit the window, and instantly the tarpaulin window couldn’t handle it and broke a big hole.
The eerie wind howled, the yellow bulb also went out for a moment, and when it lit up again, the light in the classroom turned dim and obscure as if something was lurking on top of the lamp.
The two actresses were fully immersed, fearfulness, excitement, fright, and patience surfaced, the pen clamped between their hands started moving, slowly writing on the paper.
Just as the pen tip moved, the lead actress shrieked in terror.
"Ah! Xiaomei, are you moving it? I didn’t move."
"I didn’t move either, with our hands so close, any movement would be noticed immediately, could it really be the Pen Immortal?!!"
"Cut! Good!"
The director next door looked at the camera with satisfaction, then spoke to the intercom:
"Xiaorong, you’re good, your acting skills and line delivery are all on point!"
"But this expression is a bit too exaggerated, open your mouth slightly less, let’s redo it."
