Rebirth of the National Male God

She slowly opened her thick eyelashes, and the red light flashed in her pupils. Her eyes are deep and unpredictable, like a mysterious blood moon in the horizon, and the primitive wildness and demonic nature are blowing towards her.

When Jiang Yajing and Si Huang looked at each other, they almost made a show. The first thought that came to her mind was: It's really beautiful!

What a beautiful little brother-

This is a kind of beauty that touches the soul, and can no longer be described as beautiful.

The dusty memory jumped out in an instant.

In the eyes of Xu Wanjun and others, Jiang Yajing was staring at Si Huang in a daze. When she thought she was going to be NG, Jiang Yajing performed exceptionally well—she clutched at her heart, as if there was still unbearable pain, looking at Si Huang's His eyes were astonishing and shocking, and his confused expression revealed a complex desire to be close and afraid of something. He asked in a low voice, "Who are you...?"

Xu Wanjun widened his eyes.

The content of the twelve episodes of "Red Moon" was already in his mind, and only he knew the ending.

He explained that Ding Hong and Yue have a previous relationship, but it is too difficult to perform without exaggeration in the first episode, so it is better to play it simply. During the audition, he discovered that Si Huang could do this, but Jiang Yajing did not. Who knew that in just a few days, Jiang Yajing would bring such a big surprise to people when he officially appeared in the show.

This surprise excited Xu Wanjun. He was eagerly looking forward to the success of "Red Moon". Instead, he detached himself from the charm of the two in the performance and focused on the director.

The rivalry between the two on the small screen was so exciting that everyone's hearts were kept at a violent frequency.

The scene that I had seen in the audition appeared again, and the eyes, expressions and even body language of the two were more vivid.

Until Si Huang slapped Jiang Yajing's hand away and ended with a cold and cruel "Don't touch me!"

Yu Ling and a few girls rushed over to put special effects on Si Huang's hand.

Jiang Yajing remained in place, staring at Si Huang with round eyes, as if she hadn't come out of the play.

Si Huang said, "Don't disturb her."

She didn't know which point triggered Jiang Yajing's sense of drama, but she knew that her state should be substituted into a certain experience and memory of her. In the entertainment industry, this kind of situation is a "fit" that even the seniors are very envious of, which means that the actors and the roles they perform overlap, and to play the roles with their own personal experience, it is not acting, but true expression.

Once this happens, for lucky actors, they will definitely get huge praise, and there are not a few actors who have won awards in one shot.

It's just that as an actor, you may not be able to encounter this kind of 'fit' opportunity to play in a lifetime.

Si Huang's special effect makeup on one hand only took ten minutes, and in addition to the 'scald', he also had to wear sharp false nails.

When she's done, she's back on the field.

Jiang Yajing didn't say a word, and the eyes she looked at Si Huang had returned to normal.

Sihuang said to her: "Find the 'point' you just substituted, and if you succeed, this play will become an unsurpassable golden script in your acting career, and let everyone remember you."

Jiang Yajing widened her eyes and asked a silly question, "Can you read minds?"

"Fu Xi, get ready." Xu Wanjun's voice just sounded.

Si Huang did not answer Jiang Yajing's words.

Then the episode just now was filmed, and the climax came very quickly. This is also a feature of micro-movies. Originally, an episode is only ten or twenty minutes, which naturally condenses all the essence.

When Yue and Ding Hong were indifferently confronting each other, a figure suddenly broke through the window, holding a long sword similar to a sword, and attacked Jiang Yajing on the bed.

Cold Weapon's Hanmang is about to touch Jiang Yajing's fair and delicate neck. The camera captures the shock on Jiang Yajing's face, as well as a hint of playfulness on Si Huang's indifferent face - Yaohu Yue is very happy to watch Ding Hong be killed die.

Is the girl as delicate as a flower about to fall?

"Damn it!" With a few angry cold drinks, a black figure has come between the two.

The demonic hand grabbed the long knife in time.

The scarlet blood mixed with the palm of the hand and flowed to the white jade wrist.

Si Huang frowned, his eyes were already scarlet and bloodthirsty, and the assassin who touched her eyes froze.

"Why should I protect you!" Si Huang snorted coldly, her uncontrollable body made her anger to the extreme. A smile appeared on her cold lips. This smile was as thick and bright as a monster. The demonic energy filled her eyes. Everyone could feel that she was very angry. This smile represents endless danger. , but still lured everyone away from sight.

She released the knife from her hand, raised her wrist, and squinted her eyes with an angry laugh, licking a drop of blood that slowly slipped from her wrist into her lips, her cold lips were dyed red, and her words were bloody, "Now, I really I want to kill you..."

The attacker on the opposite side took a step back, "You...you are...why are you here."

Si Huang's figure moved forward, his blood-stained fingers slid past the icy blade of the sword, touching the hilt, and with a slight shock, the attacker's hand on the hilt loosened, and the knife had been taken back by Si Huang.

This set of moves Si Huang did quickly and elegantly, and it could even be said to be full of beauty, one could not help but speculate that she did not have a foundation in martial arts. Immediately after, Si Huang, who grabbed the knife, did not pause at all, his palm turned over, a cold light flashed, and the long knife pierced into the attacker.

puff--

Screams sounded as the blood spurted out.

"what--!"

The faces of the people present turned pale instantly. Xu Wanjun got up too quickly, knocking over the small table next to him, and knocking his legs into blue, grinning in pain and swallowing the later words.

"Sihuang! What are you crazy about! Come here quickly, where is the medicine? Call 120!" A professor who was watching the show said hurriedly, walking towards Sihuang and the others.

Not only him, Zhang Nianmeng also brought other members of the student union to help.

This show obviously can't go on.

Sihuang closed his eyes, and then opened it again, but there was no deep demonic energy, a hint of helplessness appeared in the clearness, "Don't call, he's fine."

"It's all right?!" The professor's face was flushed with anger, as if he was about to attack Si Huang. In fact, he did want to kill this lunatic!