Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 115 Strongly popular (42)

"That's fine, let's use this paper knife as a prop first during the audition, then director, which time will we try?"

Fu Wenjun looked at the script in his hand and directly turned to the third page.

"Chang Shanling rescued the orphan girl."

This time, there is no need for too many actions. The main control is Chang Shanling's eyes and lines, which can be regarded as Fu Wenjun's maximum release of water for Zhou Ye.

"You, play the orphan girl. The three of you, play the bandit."

The assistant director was nominated to be an orphan, there was no other way, so let's do it.

The other three prop masters are bandits.

This is not difficult, two raised a knife and the other molested, it doesn't matter what they do, the most important thing is to create an atmosphere for Zhou Ye.

The prop master handed Zhou Ye a paper knife.

"To you."

Zhou Ye looked at the knife, then raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Wenjun.

Who does this man look down on?
So she pushed the paper knife away, turned and walked towards the aluminum knife leaning against the wall.

Everyone was puzzled and looked at her actions one after another. After understanding what she was going to do next, everyone had different expressions.

The director had already given her a chance, why did Zhou Ye take the initiative to find a joke?

The assistant director had already lay down weakly, with his expression and posture in place, and he frowned when he saw Zhou Ye holding the handle of the knife.

The three prop masters were already in their positions, one was pulling the assistant director's clothes and the other two were holding a knife as the background board. When they saw Zhou Ye was going to take the knife, the three men's eyes flashed a chuckle in unison.

Fu Wenjun was expressionless.

He is a professional, if Zhou Ye does not do well, he should still criticize what should be criticized, and should still correct what should be corrected.

Take the knife, take the knife, let her be happy.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Ye grabbed the hilt of the knife with one hand, and lifted the thirty-jin big knife effortlessly.

"What the hell?"

Zhou Ye frowned, his eyebrows flashed with disdain, and he shook his hand nonchalantly.

The [-]-jin big knife was bouncing up and down in the woman's slender palm, and everyone around the audience was shocked.

Deputy director:"."

Props Master: "!!!"

Fu Wenjun: "???"

It's fine to lift it up, but isn't it too much to be able to shake it?

Disgusted, disgusted, Zhou Ye held the knife in his backhand, flipped the handle skillfully, and looked at Fu Wenjun.

"here we go?"

Fu Wenjun didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, but it was very complicated anyway, so he nodded after being stunned for a second.

"let's start."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Wenjun felt a black shadow flash by in front of him, the speed was fast and fierce. When he looked carefully, the unsharp blade had already aimed at the bandit's neck. Chang Shanling raised the knife with one hand, Just standing quietly in front of the orphan girl, her black eyes lowered, indifferent and indifferent.

"wanna die?"

The orphan girl's expression was stunned, as if she was petrified.

After a while, she stammered and spoke.

"No, I don't want to, I don't want to die!"

Chang Shanling's voice was low and hoarse, mixed with a touch of evil spirit and coldness.

"That's not going yet."

The orphan girl stumbled away, Chang Shanling watched her go away, and then turned her eyes slowly to look at the bandit under the knife in the next second.

The bandit trembled, and the two accomplices beside him were also startled by this bloody woman.

"Women, please spare me! Women, please forgive me—uh!"

Before the words fell, the blade mercilessly slashed across the bandit's neck, and the knife slipped, the bandit's head rolled down, the woman turned sideways and held the knife handle backwards, a sharp blade slashed across, and the two fleeing bandits each In one of them, the blood splashed in the snow, like red plums dotted all over the ground.

One knife down, one dead and two wounded.

(End of this chapter)