Rebirth of the National Male God

No matter how many things are involved in this, in the end, Sihuang must work hard, and it will be considered a success if she can enter the market of country M with a perfect posture.

Time passed slowly, during which a staff member came to call James over, and before James left, James told them, "Don't worry, don't be nervous, today is the last shoot, so what I want most is the most perfect ending, the pursuit is perfection , not time, draw slowly!"

Yuxi gave him a dark look, didn't these words put more pressure on Lingling!

Fortunately, Yu Ling's psychological quality is also very good. I don't know if it is because she can't hear outsiders when she is working hard, so she doesn't have any reaction to what James said.

The makeup this time did not take too long, because Yu Ling was already very familiar with Sihuang's face, and then carefully put on a wig for her. In order to pursue a sense of reality, the wig was not only simply worn on the head, but The special hair gel sticks to the scalp, and it won't fall off no matter it encounters water or moves too much. People who don't know it will definitely think it is Si Huang's real long hair.

The next step is to change clothes. The staff took her to the temporary prop room, gave her the same personal treatment as Ace, and put on the clothes inside alone in the room.

When Sihuang opened the door, other people who had been waiting outside came up to her and gave her the parts to wear the battle armor.

The workmanship of these parts is exquisite and exquisite, and they are made of real materials. They are distributed in various positions, and one or two is nothing. After wearing them all, the weight is unusual.

"How does it feel? Is it too heavy?" asked a Western woman who was tying her leggings.

Although this inquiry is meaningless, even if it is really heavy, it is impossible to reduce her parts.

Si Huang responded to her concern with a smile, "No problem."

"It doesn't look tall, but its physical fitness is good." Another man who put a scarlet cloak on her laughed.

"You look so cool!" The woman immediately boasted, and after binding the leggings, she asked her to reach out and put on gloves for her. They were made of black and cold iron, and the fingers were jointed to the fingertips. Sharp, with a hint of blood red. Just this glove is enough to see the sophistication of the whole equipment, even the ring is not forgotten, the woman said: "Your fingers are so beautiful, even I'm going to be jealous, can you play the piano?"

"Yes." Si Huang tried to shake his palms, and found that even wearing such complicated gloves didn't affect his movements much.

"Oh, I knew it!" The woman exclaimed in surprise, turned around to fetch the shoe parts, and said to her: "Then you have to be careful, don't hurt your hands."

"Thank you, the equipment is very good, I don't think it will hurt me." Si Huang said.

This sentence made all the people present smile, and their expressions were a little proud. Of course they have confidence in the props produced by their company, but they were happy to be said by Sihuang himself, and they liked Sihuang more. layer.

It took nearly twenty minutes just to make the armor parts on her body. After everything was ready and several masters said yes, the woman handed over the last item that looked like a scepter, but when it was pulled out, it turned out to be a hideous magic sword. To Sihuang.

Under the scorching eyes of several people, Si Huang first moved his hands and feet slowly, and then moved easily.

The parts of this battle armor weighed at least 10 kilograms in total, which would affect people's mobility to some extent, but this could not be seen on Si Huang's body at all.

The dark parts, the dark lines of the blue robe, the scarlet wind, the head without any defensive armor, and the long vertical hair hanging like a night, make a face kissed and loved by God smaller and more delicate. Unlike a person, the long eyebrows like swords are drawn into the temples, the eyes are drooping and hidden in the shadows, and the cold lips seem to be smiling and seem to have nothing.

She is like a demon god walking from the shadow of the abyss. She wears heavy armor and walks almost silently, but following her step by step, every step makes people feel that her aura is stronger. .

On the field, it was still a bit noisy, but it became quiet without knowing it. Everyone who saw her forgot to turn their heads and what they hadn't finished.

Si Huang felt a gaze that could not be ignored, and waves surged in his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw the young man standing not far away without looking.

He was wearing the aristocratic and gentlemen's clothing of the Central European century, and the lotus lace clothes would not cause any disharmony on his body, nor would it make people feel funny, on the contrary, it would be perfect. It is not that men are suitable for this kind of clothes, but that clothes are suitable for men, because this man can wear amazing effects, perfectly showing the beauty of Central European century clothing.

There are not too many traces of makeup on his face, except that the skin is more delicate, and it does not need to be illuminated to show the effect on the screen, and the eyes are deeper and more mysterious. The violet eyes are more bewitching and hazy than usual, and the lips are blood red. It was in stark contrast to Si Huang's icy coldness.

Arthur Scott, why is he here?

"It's unlucky." Ace's voice sounded, making no secret of his distaste for Arthur, "You didn't come sooner or later, why did you choose to shoot on the same day and the same location as us!"

Arthur's troubadour-like, touching tone is more suitable for his current attire, "This is a coincidence. I didn't know that you would appear here today."

"It's a coincidence that makes people feel even more annoying!" Ace's eyes were frozen, but when he turned his head and saw Sihuang, the temperature returned.

She felt that Sihuang looked better than Arthur at the moment, which could not be ruled out because she hated Arthur, so it had a psychological effect. Anyway, it's enough to make her happy. In Sihuang, she saw the hope of victory.

As long as Sihuang is no worse than Arthur, she is confident that the heroine on Arthur's side is better than Arthur. When the two are added together, their chances of winning will be even higher.

"Ah—" The exclamation sounded suddenly.

Ace looked at it, his eyes widened in surprise.

Arthur didn't know why he suddenly walked towards Sihuang, and everyone didn't know what he was thinking, so he bowed gracefully to Sihuang and gave a noble salute.

"I don't believe in God, but I love the devil." He murmured in a low voice, raised his head and looked at Si Huang.

From these distracting eyes, Si Huang seemed to see passion.

Why do you say it seems? Because this emotion is too unbelievable.

Thinking of what Wu Bao said about this person's bloodline, Si Huang made it clear what he said.

Strigoi to believe in God? It's like committing suicide! Even if you don't know how much concentration of this bloodline still remains in this era, the things in your bones should not change.