Rebirth: Rescuing Nonsense with Mystery [Entertainment]

The clip of An Lingxing was a martial arts scene, and it hadn't been processed. You could see the coercion on him, and you could hear the noise of the scene.

But all this was collectively ignored by the audience watching the film!

At the beginning of the video, An Lingxing is not wearing the fox fur, which makes his figure look thinner.He fought the enemy in front of him with his sword, and every movement was smooth and pleasing to the eye.He twisted his waist to avoid the enemy's sword, and Xiaofu in front of the computer yelled out directly.

"What are you doing!" the roommate who was beating the king yelled dissatisfied.

Xiaofu pressed his fists against his face, trembling with excitement, his mind was full of how this man could be so handsome and how could he be so handsome when he moved!

After watching the 29-second clip five times, Xiaofu calmed down a little, opened the first group to howl, but found that the group had long been drowned by howls.

Evening wind and full moon: Brother An is so handsome!I've licked it ten times!My God, when will it air, I want to watch it!There must be close-ups!

You don't understand me: 1, I will definitely take a close-up of Ang's waist [showing an evil expression]

Dazzling eyes: No! ! !Please don't say it!My bleeding just stopped! ! !

You don’t understand me: I’m talking about it~ Brother An’s waist flexibility can be seen from his posture. Do you usually practice yoga?

Blindfolded eyes: Shut up!

Quietly Meng Lu An: I don't want to say anything... [Crazy painting]

The input method is sick: I want... I want to lick, the video is too short QAQ

Evening wind and full moon: Mud plays triumph!I lick first!

Xiaofeng Wanyue: I go first!

The group is excited about the new film... The situation on Weibo is similar.Some people praised An Lingxing's martial arts after watching the clip, because it was inconvenient to move because of the hanging wire, but his movements were very smooth, like an old hand, there was no sign of editing, and he was not called cut.

The platform and marketing account also followed up and reported on the situation of the crew. After watching the four episodes, countless people said that it was worth looking forward to.

When the Immortal Journey Ends: Hmph, it's okay, if it's better, it won't be ruined!

Some people are even more attracted by the martial arts scene in the film.

Cheese bread: pay attention to the waist of the masked brother 233

Red Bean Bread: Me too.

Fate question: 1

Arranged in many layers.

Of course, there are also discordant voices.

Warrior like the wind: Hehe, dare to show your face?

Blowing for 500 years: Tsk tsk, blowing up without saying a single line, the face is so big

However, it was submerged in the vast number of messages.

Lu Xingzhan lay on the bed, replayed An Chengxing's clip thirty times, and kept replaying the part where he twisted his waist and wiped the sword, feeling like a pervert.He buried his face in the pillow sadly, raised his head again, and took a deep breath to calm himself down.It was like a fire was burning in my stomach.

It's uncomfortable to roll over.

He went to the bathroom to take a cold shower and finally calmed down.

Lu Xingzhan:

look forward to [heart]//

He reposted An Lingxing's Weibo, and half a second later, his fans were blown away.

Star-filled Wine Cup: What's the matter? !Is it safe again? ! [panic]

Feng Glaze Jing: I believe they are true love!

Fireworks: I have to believe it.

Then they calculated the interaction between the two people since "Foresight" in private, and came up with a sad fact - their idol seems to really care about this person, when did he forward his personal blog and use [heart]? !

An Lingxing didn't have much time to pay attention to the comments on the Internet, and Tan Liang also told him not to care.For several days in a row, there were scenes that needed to hang on to Wia. On the first day, the senior told him that it would hurt.But it was okay for him to hang up. Although it was difficult to move and the constriction was tight, it didn't hurt much, and he was fine after getting used to it.But when he went back that day, he found that what the senior said was true, the skin on his inner thigh was torn, exposing bright red tender flesh and blood.He can only rub the medicine himself first.Even if it is covered with gauze, it will continue to be strangled and rubbed. As long as it continues to hang Wia, the wound will not heal.

After several days of high-intensity scenes, An Lingxing lost a lot of weight.The director gave him two days off and asked him to get some meat.

An Lingxing slept for a day and a night, and was woken up by knocking on the door in the evening.The knock on the door persisted from the time he was still asleep until he had the strength to get up.Chen Mu will not knock on the door, she has a backup.

An Lingxing opened the door, and saw a supporting actor named Lin Yong, who was younger than him.Lin Yong was a little shorter than him. Seeing that An Lingxing looked like he had just woken up, he quickly apologized and explained why he came.He said that he liked "Foresight" and hoped to have a meal with An Chengxing.Lin Yong looked quite honest, his right thumb kept rubbing against his index finger when he spoke.

An Lingxing knew that it was not just as simple as eating, so he readily agreed.

"Brother An, what do you want to eat, I invite you."

An Lingxing thought about it, and a picture slid out along his mind.As if thinking of something beautiful, he smiled lightly: "Hot pot."

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The boy was as thin as a skinned skeleton, and he worked numbly, continuing this hopeless and endless life.Slaves kept catching cold and dying, but he wouldn't.Even if he was so feverish that he fell into a coma, he could survive.This tenacious vitality made other slaves bully him more recklessly.They robbed him of his food and water, as if they believed that the sick little boy would not die without eating or drinking.

But he himself knew he would be hungry and thirsty.

Late at night, he curled up on the bunk, the wound on his body was burning like pain.He couldn't sleep, and squinted his eyes to see a few stars protruding from the hole in the roof of the tent.The black sky is far away, and the stars are always so indifferent.

With a "bang", something fell, but no one moved after that, and the supervisor seemed to have fallen asleep.

He turned over and shrunk even tighter, but he heard a sound beside his ear.

The sound of human breathing approached him.

The boy opened his eyes, then widened in horror.A human face appeared in front of his eyes, and then, a big hand covered his mouth.He was picked up and transported towards the back door of the tent.

He wanted to struggle, but his hands and feet were held down, and there was more than one of them.He watched in despair as he stepped out of the tent, the vast night sky above him.The actions of those people were silent, obviously premeditated, even, it may not be the first time.

They carried him to the river, and two people stepped on his legs and back hard respectively.He screamed and struggled, but to no avail.

The other was trying to dig something under a big rock, and the two men kept urging him.

"Hurry up, motherfucker!"

"This boy will attract people if he keeps shouting!"

The digger straightened up, held something up, and shouted excitedly: "Found it! It's still here!"

The little boy desperately turned his head to see what the man had taken, and saw that the things in his hand were shining brightly and coldly under the moonlight.

a knife.

He screamed and struggled like crazy, and was kicked in the head.

One person gasped as if he couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's settled, let's share this kid's meat equally among the three of us, so don't let anyone get a damn piece of his meat!"

"It's not the first time you've been talking about a fart! Hurry up and do it, and you'll eat a fart in the morning!"

The man with the knife came over, and the boy clearly saw the tip of the knife right in front of his eyes.He couldn't even scream, and watched the knife stabbing his chest.

……

Lu Xingzhan woke up from the nightmare, his eyes were wet and cold.He shrank back, and there was nothing around him.He wanted to see him so much.

The author has something to say:

I really like picking up a little attack to develop this routine