Jiang Qi just kept following the little girl.

No one else on the set could see the little girl. After she was so angry with the heroine, she stopped correcting her behavior. After the break, the heroine successfully completed the filming.

After trying it for more than a dozen times, it finally succeeded. Director Li looked extremely happy and encouraged with a smile on his face: "That's right, this one is fine."

The heroine breathed a sigh of relief.

The cousin happily handed the thermos cup filled with scented tea to the heroine and whispered: "I'll just say it's psychological. Sister, you were just too nervous just now."

The heroine drank the warm scented tea and nodded: "Maybe I'm really too nervous."

The little girl was not happy to hear what they said. She floated behind the director's monitor and politely did not stick to the director, keeping a certain distance.

"Shoddy." The little girl curled her lips and said, "Shoddy, fake and shoddy products."

Jiang Qi found that this ghost was quite literate and spoke a lot of idioms from just now until now.

Seeing that there was no fun to watch after the filming of a scene, the little girl twisted her waist and floated into the lounge again.

The screenwriter is revising the script in the lounge.

The female editor whose hair was scratched like a ball of weeds was facing the computer, tapping her fingers wildly on the computer, and cursing while typing: "Change, change, change, you will know how to change every day, and you will be able to pay the balance

Just pay me. Wait until I pay and see who will change it for you. This little money means so much nonsense. If I had known better, I wouldn't have accepted this order."

The grumpy beating worker was scolding and typing out a sequence of scenes on the computer in which the male protagonist and the female protagonist were tired of each other.

The little girl ghostly floated behind the screenwriter, stared at the computer for a while, and said, "What you wrote is wrong. Oriole doesn't like her senior brother at all, and his senior brother's name is Zhu Zhu, not Qin Yue. He doesn't know a few Chinese characters. If

You can’t even write your own name if you call me that name.”

"I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will definitely live up to your love. You used this line of the poem wrong. There is no word "I" in the last sentence. I will definitely live up to your love."

"If the master hadn't gotten rich and sold me to Master Liang for 600 yuan, how could we have become the miserable couple we are today..."

"What are you writing about? Who would spend 600 yuan to marry a concubine? Oriole is not good-looking. 600 yuan can buy a big house in the capital. If Master Liang spends 600 yuan

When Dayang marries a concubine, his father is not allowed to break his legs."

"What you wrote is wrong, and aren't you the crew of the singing drama? Why did the singing scene only last so long? There is something wrong with your script!" The little girl kept chattering next to the screenwriter.

, the screenwriter had no idea that the fingers on the keyboard were moving very fast, and line after line of plot that made the little girl feel uncomfortable appeared in the document.

"I want to sing! I want to have a singing role!" the little girl screamed.

Maybe because I couldn't control it, the screenwriter actually heard some of these words.

The screenwriter's hands stopped typing, and he turned around and found that the door to the lounge was closed. He walked to the door and opened the door, only to find two crew members chatting at the door. He thought they were talking too loudly and the sound was coming in.

"Keep your voices down, I'm revising the script!" the screenwriter said fiercely, and went back to continue revising it.

"We didn't talk just now. Why did Screenwriter Zhou hurt us?" The staff member standing at the door of the lounge and rubbing the air conditioner said with an innocent look.

The two of them stood at the door purely to soak up the air-conditioning in the lounge.

"Maybe the director asked her to revise the draft again and she was in a bad mood." Another person put out his cigarette, "It seems that dinner is about to be served, let's go and take a look."

"Walk."

"Okay, it's time to eat!" The little girl happily followed behind the two staff members, as if she could eat too.

It's almost dinner time when the whole crew is at its most crowded. Everyone except screenwriter Zhou, his cousin and investors are waiting for the set manager to serve dinner. Since the crew is very poor and they are all newcomers, everyone is treated equally, including

The director and the lead actor and actress all ate the same lunch box.

The lunch box is very rich, with two meat and two vegetarian dishes. The portion is very large, and even an ordinary adult man can eat it. The meat dish is very good-looking braised chicken legs and large pieces of roasted pork with potatoes, and the vegetarian dish is stir-fried vegetables and mapo tofu.

It goes very well with meals, and you can also drink a bowl of mung bean soup after eating.

Due to the limited funds of the crew, the food was ordered per person, and they were very strict. When the food was being served, they kept an eye on everyone taking the food, for fear that someone would take more.

At the end, there was only one lunch box left in the foam box.

"Is there anyone who hasn't come to get their meal?" the steward asked.

"It seems that screenwriter Zhou is not here." The staff member just said, "She is revising the script in the lounge."

"My cousin isn't here either," the hostess said.

Field Service:???

"Who got an extra lunch box?!" The manager was furious, "I made the lunch box so big, I added five yuan to the price of the meal, I even asked the boss to give me double the meal, and there are still people eating it

Aren’t you full? You even steal lunch boxes, every day, how can you finish eating so much?!”

No one dared to say anything. It was obvious that the crew had been losing lunch boxes for more than a day or two.

It’s okay for a big production crew to lose one or two lunch boxes. Their lunch boxes usually only have more and not less. But this is different for a small production crew where the male and female protagonists only earn tens of thousands of yuan. Everything is required.

Budgeting carefully, two lunch boxes a day would add up to hundreds in a few months, enough to hire a few more extras for the audience.

Director Li comforted him: "It's okay. It's not much anyway. It's just a box lunch. I'll order more in the future."

It's not cost-effective to thoroughly check the entire crew just for a box lunch.

"This is not just a box lunch at all!" the set manager was furious. "How many things have been lost since the filming started? Singing heads, small jewelry, costumes, props, lanterns, candles, embroidered shoes, and other miscellaneous things.

I won’t talk about the little things. Last week, Wang made a gesture of sympathy for everyone and everyone took extra coffee. We can’t just let it go.”

Jiang Qi looked at the little girl holding a lunch box.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Good guy, you took a lot. Not only did you sneak lunch boxes, but you also drank coffee.

But aren’t you a ghost?

Is it possible that ghosts in this world can still eat and drink?

The little girl felt a little guilty. She floated in the air with her lunch box in her arms and said, "I know that taking it without asking is a thief, but aren't I afraid that you will run away if I ask for it? You people are so cowardly now. Before I

I just wanted to practice my voice in the middle of the night but couldn't control the volume, so I scared away all the people before me."

"Besides, this theater belongs to me. You took my land for filming and didn't give me rent money. What's wrong with me using some of your stuff to pay for the rent?"

"I thought those jewelry and clothes were good things, but they turned out to be fake jewelry. The material of the clothes was not bad, but the workmanship was a bit poor, and I had to sew up the seams myself."

Jiang Qi:……

He didn't know why, but he thought what this little girl was saying was quite reasonable.

The stewards were still clamoring for a strict investigation to rectify this unhealthy trend. The heroine quickly came out to smooth things over: "It's okay, Brother Wang. My sister and I can eat a box lunch together because we don't have enough food."

"Hey, why hasn't my sister come yet?"

"I just saw her going out with Producer Wang," someone said.

The heroine didn't think anything was wrong: "Maybe Producer Wang wants to buy something and asked my sister to come over and help. I'll call and ask."

The little girl's ghost had already floated away with her lunch box.

Jiang Qi followed her to the backyard.

The backyard is a simple courtyard with a lot of debris piled up. There is a big tree in the yard, there are also trash cans, and there are many cigarette butts on the ground. Presumably many of the crew smoke here.

The little girl didn't mind the dirty floor, so she sat directly on the edge of the door, opened the lunch box and started to eat deliciously.

After finishing the lunch, the little girl threw the box into the trash and started wandering around the theater with a satisfied look.

She looked around here and there, but she didn't dare to be interested when the crew started filming. Maybe she was only interested in the plot of singing on the stage. The sadomasochistic love affair between the male and female protagonists was not only not interesting to her, but she was a little disgusted by it.

Jiang Qi just followed the little girl around for a whole day, watching her chatter in front of everyone like a chatterbox.

After Producer Wang came back in the afternoon, she followed Producer Wang and lectured him all the way on how to save money when making movies. The movies produced by saving money are not good-looking.

While the field manager was still trying to investigate the lunch box thief, she floated behind the field manager and explained that she just ate dozens of lunch boxes and took some cheap jewelry, clothes and fun-looking props.

The little girl said that since this theater was abandoned more than ten years ago, she has never seen so many people here except for the children who occasionally come to play. In addition, she cannot go out, and she has never seen any new things coming out.

It's her fault to take some while it's fresh, and return it when she gets tired of it.

Of course, the steward couldn't hear these words. He spent the entire afternoon thinking about finding the lunch thief.

Occasionally, when passing by a staff member who has no name, the little girl will also chatter. Either she said that the TV series he watched was not good enough and asked him to watch another one, or she complained that the staff watched it too fast after leaving at night.

She couldn't keep up with the drama at the theater, and when she watched it every day, she couldn't understand why the plot suddenly developed like this.

Of course, the little girl ghost also had something to say to several of the protagonists, and what she said revealed many of their secrets.

For example, my cousin is secretly dating an investor, but the investor actually has a wife.

For example, the male protagonist actually knew that his cousin was secretly in love with an investor, but he didn't tell her, so the female protagonist never knew.

Another example is that the costume designer really embezzled a lot of funds, so the quality of the crew's clothes was not good. The little girl was very indignant about this. The quality of the costume she took away was so bad that she had to sew it for two or three nights.

Just when the little girl ghost was wandering around the set happily, the scene management started to take action.

At critical moments, it is always the NPC that drives the plot.

The set manager wanted to make a thorough inventory of the lost props of the crew and make a detailed list with facts to attract everyone's attention, so the set manager started counting the current props of the crew after dinner.

This is physical work. Although the crew is small, there are enough props. It is not easy to count the miscellaneous small items. In order to fight the lunch box thief to the end, the set manager, who is over 50 years old, decided to challenge the impossible.

of inventory.

Then the little girl ghost was stolen from her home.

When she was robbed, she was happily sitting on the threshold of the courtyard eating her lunch box. When she realized something was wrong, she threw the lunch box away and floated back. Jiang Qi was so fast that he almost couldn't keep up.

The house-stealing operation can be described as a great success.

The theater is so big, and the little girl has accumulated a lot of items over the years, which are all stored in dusty boxes in several utility rooms.

These boxes were all broken wooden boxes, the wood was rotten, and the dust on them was half a centimeter thick. Dirty was its best cover, and the little girl had been stuck in the theater and couldn't get out, so she wasn't worried at all.

My things were stolen and I didn't bother to hide them.

Facts have proved that sometimes, careful sailing can lead to a long-term success.

When I was counting the props, I felt that the boxes in the corner were too dirty and took up space. I wanted to get them all out, so I gritted my teeth and wanted to move them out myself.
To be continued...