MTL - Dressed As An Omega Who Was Divorced By Seven Alphas-Chapter 11

The memorial service ended successfully.

But after the end, there are still many media waiting for interviews. Of course, everyone is most concerned about the cause of Muriel's death.

If you want to say who is the person He Huan is most looking forward to meeting that day—it must be He Xun.

As a result, when the crowd dispersed, He Xun did not show up.

Later, it was Qi Peng who showed him the report: "Look, the screenshot of the headline at that time, unfortunately it was withdrawn soon."

Muriel's husband rear-ended, ordered his bodyguard to beat him and threatened him

He Xun hit-and-run, and netizens staged a desperate chase scene [-Video Link-]

He Xun was arrested by the traffic police and threatened his innocence, and wanted to sue netizens for violent injury

He Huan watched the wonderful picture three or four times, and even liked it with a trumpet.

It's a pity that there are so many media reporters present.

He originally prepared a big show for He Xun, but the protagonist didn't show up, and the excitement was greatly reduced.

As for the cause of Muriel's death, He Huan didn't plan to reveal it right now.

He excused that he was still young at that time, many things were unclear, and he could not make rash conclusions, and asked everyone to give him a period of time to fully prepare.

Fortunately, everyone was very considerate of him, knowing that he had undergone a sudden change and was in trouble, and it would take a lot of energy and time to deal with it, so they didn't make things difficult for him.

But the message will continue to follow up on this matter.

Journalists and netizens are not fools, allowing you to abuse their attention and sympathy.

Of course, He Huan doesn't like to play with people's feelings for no reason.

It's just that releasing the cause of Muriel's death now can't deal a blow to He Xun.

The He family has established a business for decades, and He Xun himself is good at management, and has become one of the new chaebols, backed by a strong capital chain.

Temporary violence is not worth mentioning in the face of the absolute power of capital.

He Huan believes that it won't be long before the news about Muriel will be quietly removed from the Internet.

The public will be attracted by new stimuli.

Time is the best medicine, but also poison.

Human nature is forgetful.

Only the living Muriel would be like a thorn in He Xun's throat.

After death, Muriel will only gradually be submerged in people's memory.

He Huan excessively consumed her influence, and the gain outweighed the loss.

In the final analysis, He Huan still has no influence and cannot pose a threat to the He family.

When he is full-fledged, the trump card of Muriel's cause of death can play the most beautiful effect.

Bombs that don't explode are the most disturbing.

He Huan wants to hold this trump card and hang on to the He family all the time.

…

Sure enough, the He family and the Gibbs family soon began to fight back.

Today, He Huan arrived at the crew of "Another World in a Box" on time to film the last two scenes according to the director's request.

This show was won by the original owner with great difficulty, but it is still the male second, which is very cherished.

He Huan really wanted to help him complete the play and not leave him any regrets.

Before he came, he had spent enough time practicing to meet the director's requirements as much as possible.

Although it is not very good, it is definitely within the passing line.

The crew who got along fairly well before seemed to have changed a group of people overnight.

Director Zheng Changdong had a dark face, and the palm of his hand slapped the camera loudly: "What kind of expression do you have, huh? Performing acrobatics? I told you to act terrified, not to stare. You think your eyeballs are bigger than diamonds." beautiful?!"

There was laughter all around.

He Huan calmly withdrew his posture and looked over expressionlessly.

Those people met his gaze, so they had no choice but to pretend to be busy, and the birds and beasts scattered.

He Huan was called ng more than a dozen times, and he didn't get angry, nor did he cry and collapse. Instead, he calmly said to Zheng Changdong like a normal person: "Director Zheng, I'm very sorry for causing trouble to you and the crew, I'll go figure out the role again." .”

Zheng Changdong snorted coldly, and waved the script rolled up into a long tube like a baseball bat, wishing he could hit He Huan into the sky like a baseball.

"Go ahead! You're hopelessly stupid!"

He Huan gave him a cold look, turned around and walked to the lounge.

Zheng Changdong only felt that his flashing eyes were like a bucket of piercing ice water pouring down his head, pouring a chill into his heart and blinding him.

The assistant director next to him gave him a push: "Old Zheng, what's wrong?"

Zheng Changdong wiped his face, held back his palpitations, gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "It's nothing, I'm so mad!"

The assistant director's five senses were tangled, he hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Why don't we forget it, let's not get involved in this kind of thing, He Huan is also He Xun's own son, what if they reconcile in the future?"

Zheng Changdong snorted: "I won't stop you from being a good person, so give me your share of the money?"

The assistant director's face was wrinkled into a thousand-layer cake. Under Zheng Changdong's contemptuous gaze, he didn't say anything in the end.

Just staring at He Huan's lounge in a daze.

…

In the lounge.

Qi Peng, who was busy, heard someone coming in, looked up to see He Huan, and was surprised: "Why do you look so pale?"

He Huan: "Twelve times, Zheng Changdong still won't pass."

Qi Peng was so angry that he slapped his hand on the table, making his hand hurt.

While blowing into his red palm, he asked, "Zheng Changdong is going to fight us to the end?"

He Huan: "I'm afraid it's not him."

Qi Peng realized in an instant that someone was trying to mess with He Huan.

It is self-evident who this "person" is.

"Then you just..."

He Huan knew what he was worried about, and smiled: "I cooperated unconditionally, and I didn't let them get caught."

Qi Peng breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and looked at He Huan with admiration: "Good job! You are too calm!"

Qi Peng has heard of this kind of indiscriminate method a lot, but he never thought that he would encounter it one day.

The director and crew deliberately made things difficult for an actor, secretly arranged for someone to take pictures of the actor losing his temper or breaking down, and posted it on the Internet.

There are not a few actors who are unprofessional, have poor acting skills, and get killed no matter what.

Qi Peng asked again: "This is not the way, you can't just be angry with them all the time?"

He Huan's tone was cold: "I gave them a chance to choose, since they don't want it, then forget it."

Thirteenth retake.

Zheng Changdong said to He Huan with a stern face: "If this time can't be better, you should pay for burning the machine yourself!"

He Huan's expression was as usual: "Okay."

Shooting movies in the interstellar era is quite different from that in the 21st century. When shooting, the detailed holographic images are recorded into a large palm-sized machine called a "panorama box".

During post-editing, images from any orientation and angle can be extracted from the panorama box.

Then choose the picture that the director is most satisfied with.

Because the amount of data in the holographic scene is too large, a box can only record three hours of images.

The price of a box is 500,000 credits, and one minute of delay will burn nearly 3,000 credits.

If the actor ng more than ten times in a row, according to the provisions of the contract, he needs to pay for the wasted panorama box.

And because I wasted everyone's time, the compensation amount was tripled.

Seeing He Huan's full promise, Zheng Changdong laughed disdainfully: "You might as well prepare more money."

The field recorder shouted and started.

He Huan quickly entered the state, holding the flowers in his hand to find the heroine.

In this scene, the male second holds flowers to confess to the female lead.

The two made an appointment to meet, but no one answered no matter how he knocked on the hostess' door.

There was a strange noise in the room, and the male second rushed in, but what he saw was the female lead who had transformed into a monster, and was stunned in place.

The flowers in He Huan's hands fell to the ground, and he looked ahead in horror.

Of course, there is no monster heroine in the current scene, only a model doll is placed.

A little further in front of the doll is Zheng Changdong's director position.

He Huan's face was pale, his pupils constricted, and Zheng Changdong's face was reflected in his frightened eyes.

It seemed that Zheng Changdong was some terrible monster that wanted to kill people.

Zheng Changdong was stared at by his eyes with excessive whiteness, and his whole body trembled, as if he was a monster hated by others.

Zheng Changdong even saw himself reflected in He Huan's pupils.

The messy hair of flies hovering, the face with green pus, the facial features are dislocated, the mouth is full of spikes, the long scarlet tongue flicks back and forth, and sticky saliva hangs on it.

How did I become like this?

In addition to being frightened, Zheng Changdong seemed to smell the disgusting smell, retched twice, and staggered backwards.

When I retreated, I happened to knock down the panorama box that had been shot next to me.

Dang Dang—

The two small boxes that were originally placed in the foam mold were all thrown out.

This small crisp sound startled everyone, and the busy and noisy studio was so quiet that a beating heart could be heard in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two small boxes on the ground.

"I don't need to lose money this time, right?" He Huan's voice was flat.

Zheng Changdong woke up with a start, his face pale as paper in an instant.

His lips trembled: "Quick, pick it up and have a look..."

The panorama box is precisely made and cannot withstand beatings at all.

The assistant director hurriedly picked up the two small boxes, and connected to the brain.

The screen was as calm as the surface of a lake, and the interface link box never popped up.

Zheng Changdong's fingers trembled: "Change, change the interface!"

The assistant director wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and changed three in a row.

"..."

Zheng Changdong turned his head suddenly, fixed his eyes on He Huan, wishing he could cut him into pieces.

He Huan's expression was indifferent.

He just used a small illusion to scare Zheng Changdong.

Box smashing was totally out of his plans.

Zheng Changdong was stimulated by his expression, his blood rushed straight to his forehead, and he was about to rush over with a stride.

The actor who played the second female role suddenly said: "Director Zheng, we have agreed that I can wrap up after filming the last scene tomorrow. I have made an appointment with the new crew to join the crew the day after tomorrow. What should I do now?"

Another important supporting role also whispered: "I have also made an appointment with the new crew, a week later..."

The eyes of many logistics staff next to him also flickered, and they seemed to have their own arrangements.

Zheng Changdong's whole body went limp, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Then the menacing momentum was like a balloon that was punctured, and it went down in an instant.

The assistant director looked like he was going to cry or not, and said with difficulty: "There are a lot of scenes between the male and female protagonists in these two boxes..."

But they were all done.

Zheng Changdong was completely dumbfounded, because the male and female protagonists were finalized, many scenes have been demolished...

He Huan took the initiative to come over: "Director Zheng seems to be busy, so I won't delay you, let's go first."

Zheng Changdong looked at his back with red eyes, and slapped the machine hard.

…

As soon as He Huan opened the door of the lounge, he heard Qi Penggang say something.

"Go away, it's fun to play me?!"

He Huan asked: "What's wrong?"

Qi Peng took two sips of ice water, but his anger was still not suppressed: "The scripts and variety shows that I was optimistic about before are all betrayed! Either the actors are fully recruited, or the price we want is too high, we have to reconsider, **** it , are all excuses!"

He Huan raised his eyebrows.

The revenge came quickly and ruthlessly. Is this to block him directly?