B-level director

Chapter 14

This child is unusual since he was a child.When others called "Mom" when he was one year old, he would only call him "Momo".His ears were not working and his hearing was very weak.

He likes to tap the table with his index finger and count the beats.He also likes to climb the stairs in the house.There are three floors of stairs. As he walked, he tapped his index finger on the handrail, counting the beats.

He told his parents in a vague tone that people often whispered in his ear.The surrounding sounds were muffled, but this man's voice was loud.It was a deep female voice, heavy and untraceable like water flowing into a large tank.He has been looking for this person, but he has searched the house and the yard, but there is no one with a sound like running water.

That person only lives in his ears.And, he started talking to the man.

Everyone in the family felt scared.His elder brother didn't play with him, and the children in the neighborhood avoided him.Even the parents were terrified and secretly alienated him.

He grew up alone and slowly.The bigger he got, the weirder his appearance became.He often tilts his head to the left because "the man" always speaks into his right ear.He often hid in the house, his face became pale and gloomy.His nails have never been trimmed for him, they are always gnawed sharp and uneven.His voice was getting muffled. At the age of 17, he picked up a gas mask, put it on his face, and never took it off again.

"Then he started killing his family?" Xiao Dongli asked.

Cheng Tianlu's story was interrupted: "Where is it so fast, there is no need to pave the way for killing!"

"It's okay at the beginning, don't let it end badly later."

Cheng Tianlu tapped the tablet a few times with his index finger, like that weird kid counting beats.The text went down a few lines.He pulled the corner of his mouth:

"Don't expect too much from Brother Qi."

This is the outline of the plot sent to him by the big stick.He had heard the story before, and Brother Qi told him a general idea through the alien detector. Of course, there were not so many adjectives. After polishing with a big stick, there was a relatively complete plot.

These days, Brother Qi occasionally calls him, and the two chat about the progress of the script and so on.Brother Qi would ask him about what he had seen and heard during the interview, local customs and customs, the structure of the house, what are the taboos in speaking, and other details.

Cheng Tianlu talked for a while, and then suggested: "You ask me everything, why don't you let the big stick go to the local area to have a look."

Brother Qi didn't take this issue, but suddenly said: "There is a restaurant in the East Third Ring Road that does a good job of stir-fried pork with chili peppers. Let's go and have a meal?"

Cheng Tianlu didn't know why the topic turned to this, but Brother Qi's thoughts were always jumping.Every family in the Southwest makes chili peppers, which are hot and sour and fragrant. Cheng Tianlu once told Qi Geer about their eating habits.

Thinking of the taste, Cheng Tianlu got hungry, so he replied: "Okay, you can treat me as soon as you pass."

"Ah."

This is the end of the topic, there is no further text.Both of them are very busy with work, and Qi Ge'er is even more upside down day and night, and there is no time to go out for dinner.

Cheng Tianlu didn't even think that Brother Qi would write the details of his life into the script, and chatted with him, probably to change his mind between filming, or even just find someone to talk to for entertainment.

But after all, he has developed the habit of taking care of this detector, charging it every day, and unless he is going out for exercise, he will definitely bring it with him.Xiao Dongli picked up the machine and studied it for a while: "Can this thing really detect alien signals?"

"I don't know, it's a waste of electricity anyway."

"You and Brother Qi have such a good relationship. If he says a word, you will set aside a special line for him. The mysterious number that only the two of you know - the voice that only you can hear. It's so fucking romantic."

Cheng Tianlu smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, what kind of relationship do I have with him. Do you still want to listen to the story?"

"Listen. What happened to the kid?"

Of course it's grown up.He grew up and became a big shot in that remote area.Wearing a gas mask became his trademark.He didn't go to school, but he knew a lot of things, which the voice told him.

That voice helped him judge the trend of many things. He made a lot of money and became close friends with the local leaders.Although he looks strange, he is rich and powerful, and the society trusts him.

He incited a large number of unemployed people to leave their homes and follow him to a desolate mountainous area to establish a commune, where they started a self-sufficient life.

People outside thought it was the Peach Blossom Spring, because the pictures that came out were all scenes of men farming and women weaving, and children going to class and playing.

Later, a person escaped, and the real situation inside was revealed.The children there have no names, only numbers. Only the eldest in each family has the right to marry and have children. Other children must be sent outside to work when they reach the age of 14 to support the entire commune.

The money from the commune is used to buy land and real estate.They amassed enormous wealth and raised their own armies.He was the sole leader of the commune, the dictator, and those who opposed him were executed.

After the truth about the commune was revealed, the police came to investigate them.The teenagers inside are also brewing resistance and plotting to overthrow him.And he was going to take everyone to commit suicide by taking poison.

All the people in the commune were brought into the auditorium to be injected with poison.Those who do not want to be injected shall be shot immediately.While injecting the poison, his fingers counted the beat on the table, one, two, three...

Xiao Dongli was nervous: "And then?"

"Then you kill me and I kill you. The army played hide-and-seek with teenagers. Some were headshot and some were buried alive. The commune destroyed itself overnight. When the police came, there were corpses everywhere."

"Fuck, this doesn't fit our country at all. So the whole village is ruined. What the hell is that strange noise?"

Cheng Tianlu sneered: "Who knows? Brother Qi is not responsible for explaining, he is responsible for killing those people."

"What does this have to do with the massacre in the mine?"

"It's okay, they made it up," Cheng Tianlu thought thoughtfully, "I think they didn't want to film the massacre in the mine at all, they just used an excuse..." Cheng Tianlu really couldn't figure it out, he just knew Geer Qi's point of interest has always been the "disappearing village".

"The editor can't be so outrageous."

"Is it outrageous?" Cheng Tianlu sighed, "Do you know what the scariest thing is, Xiao Er? Half of this story is true, and there are prototypes in history."

"what?!"

"Communes and group poisoning. In 1978, the American People's Temple church committed suicide in a group. If I remember correctly, more than 900 people died. When their leader said that everyone should go to heaven together, everyone was scared, no one Dare to take the poison first, it is a woman holding the baby in the swaddle, who is the first to go forward and inject the poison into the child's mouth."

Xiao Dongli shuddered when he heard that, "Can people really be brainwashed to this extent?"

"She felt she did the right thing. People who inject people with poison, shoot people in the head, tell on their relatives, beat their friends, spit on the teacher's head, there are too many stories like this."

Xiao Dongli knew what the editor-in-chief was referring to: "Then this script is pretty good to talk about. Brother Qi's movies aren't that vulgar."

"What a fart! The background is such a background, and a large part of the writing is about killing and destroying corpses. Have you ever heard of killing Jiugongge?"

Xiao Dongli was amused: "What the hell? I know Jiugongge hot pot."

Flipping the tablet all day long, let him see the masterpiece of the big stick.Nine grids were drawn in the document, marking the various killing methods, scare points, duration, and number of people respectively.He felt that this girl's dark matter was not inferior to Brother Qi's at all.

"It's similar to a hot pot. Each grid has a kind of material, such as axes, boiling water, strong acid, collective suffocation... cook them in different categories, pay attention to each item, and there must be something that suits your taste. Qi Geer's movies are basically like this, A hot pot."

Xiao Dongli laughed loudly, "It's fun."

Lazily closing the tablet all day long.He really didn't think it was worth spending time on this kind of work.

At the end of the year, the editorial department was extremely busy. For the long Spring Festival holiday, manuscripts had to be arranged two months in advance.All kinds of paper debts to be repaid, endless dinners, and breaking myself into pieces all day long are not enough to fill the itinerary.

Back in the editing room, Mao Qian brought over a bunch of chocolates.

"Everyone, I'm here to pay tribute."

Everyone gathered around.A few male reporters saw that it was chocolate, and complained repeatedly: "Next time, get some hard goods, pig's trotters, abalone, and red wine are fine, can chocolate fill you up?"

"Don't pull it down! This box is not enough to fill you up. It's enough for you to eat ten meals of McDonald's." The chocolates are all Christmas and Valentine's Day specials sent by the merchants. The packaging is sweet, and the price is also a holiday special. No one will buy it.

The head of the US editor smiled and said, "Don't worry about them, single dogs only eat dog food."

"That's right, Master Lu, I'll keep these boxes of the most expensive ones for you, and use them to coax your girlfriend."

"Thank you," Cheng Tianlu accepted.

"I'm right to thank you. If you hadn't generously approved the cover, our business department would have to collectively eat dirt. Don't talk about chocolate, if you lack anything, we will crowdfund it for you." In fact, Chengtianlu has so much power. The editorial department will make a few issues of soft cover, and find a few major companies to do consumer reports. The work is easy, and readers still love to read it. This is an unwritten rule.

Looking at the chocolate, he smiled and said, "I'm short of a girlfriend, you guys will crowdfund one?"

The editor booed: "Don't believe it, he's here to trick our little girls into breaking up again."

Cheng Tianlu only felt that he was in a bleak situation, "I don't have time to look for a partner. To be honest, if there is one suitable for me, I don't care about other conditions. I can take care of myself, play by myself during New Years and holidays, and don't need to go shopping with me on weekends. Is there anyone who blows out candles on his own birthday?"

"Do you really want it?" A voice came from the door.

A woman walked in in high-heeled boots, and the editorial office fell silent.

The author says:

The mass suicide of the Temple Church is a famous cult incident in history. Too many people died, which was very tragic.Many of the content written here are read from the novel Survivor. The author Chuck Palahniuk is relatively popular in China as "Fight Club". The latest translation that I remember correctly is "Intestines".In the beginning, the Chinese translation of the short story collection "Intestines" did not have "Intestines" because the scale was too large (in fact, it is nothing, the scale of the whole book is outstanding, not bad for this one).His works are bloody, absurd, exciting and fast-paced, satirizing the cruelty, rootlessness and hypocrisy of capitalism.Now so many people scold the United States, scolding the corruption of capitalism and the hypocrisy of democracy, you might as well look at how these modern American writers scold them.