[Quick Transmigration] Strategies for face-slapping and abuse

When Qing Li saw Wen Lin's appearance, he was in tatters, his eyes were full of jealousy and cowardice, he really didn't look very good, he couldn't help curling his lips, and his voice was as cold as ever: "Xiao Lin, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Lin came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked at Qing Li standing in front of him, indifferent and alienated, so beautiful that he didn't look good. Then he remembered the evaluation of him on Weibo. For a moment, he felt What those people said was really apt.

But soon he realized, what was he thinking just now?Isn't Qing Li his rival in love? How could he want to submit to him because of the other's temperament, or even be amazed by him.

Obviously he is the real protagonist, while Qing Li is just a small supporting role.

Even if the other party is good-looking and has a good temperament, he is still a supporting role after all, so he can't be crushed by the other party just because of this.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin immediately cheered up again, but Qing Li's red dress made his eyes hurt. The props and scenery were ready, and Wen Lin turned his head inadvertently, just in time to see himself through the mirror. Dressed in blood, he looked embarrassed.

Behind was the green cloth against the background, surrounded by film crews, obviously there was no fairy spirit at all, but as soon as Qing Li walked in, he felt that they were really standing in front of Wenxian Gate, surrounded by majestic and vast snowfields, fairy fog Surrounded by it, blood flowed like a river, desolate and lonely.

The hero was nailed by the villain in front of Wenxianmen, and he was seriously injured, but he was still made to kneel on the icy snow mountain, the piercing cold hurt his flesh, the hero frowned slightly, and his veins were broken by the villain's palm .

Since the plot is set up like this, the actors should also act like this, but Wen Lin couldn't accept letting him kneel in front of Qing Li, he felt that this was a shame, it would make Qing Li even more superior, and himself as low as dust .

"Don't kneel?" Qing Li asked with his head turned sideways.

Wen Lin only felt that the sound of not kneeling was very harsh, as if he had really become the male protagonist who had lost all his skills, and was questioned coldly by Qing Li. He even felt that if he really didn't kneel, maybe the other party would come next Seconds would kick him to his knees.

Even though it was just a scene, Wen Lin felt as if he had endured a great torment, especially when Qing Li's slightly cold eyes swept over him, he lowered his head in a strange way, and knelt down obediently.

The director yelled to start, and the two began to play against each other, but to be precise, Qing Li was acting alone, because Wen Lin was full of Qing Li's eyes, which made him feel cold all over.

Qing Li leaned down slightly, stretched out his slender and white fingers, and gently lifted the opponent's chin, with a cruel killing intent in his voice, his eyes were fixed on Wen Lin, his long eyelashes flickered, and the camera zoomed out. Close enough to keep his flawless profile.

He chuckled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm, and slid his finger across the other's chin. His eyes were obviously smiling, but it only made people feel cold. Lin neck.

He just choked gently, but Wen Lin felt suffocated, his whole body seemed to be thrown into the deep sea, unable to breathe even a little air, Wia immediately hung up, Wen Lin was suspended in the air, Qing Li followed Seeing him mention it, it was like looking at a piece of trash, quietly admiring the other's frightened expression.

"Male lead, you have to be patient, don't show that scared expression!" The director shouted from the side.

Wen Lin couldn't control his face at all, he felt like he was possessed by a demon, and could only be at the mercy of Qing Li, the director yelled a few times, but Wen Lin still couldn't adjust, and finally the other party called to stop, Qing Li just Give him a cold stare like looking at a piece of trash.

When Wen Lin was stared at coldly, he felt that Qing Li looked down on him. His narrow vanity and self-esteem immediately rushed to his head, and he wanted to quarrel with Qing Li with a wave of his hands.

It's a pity that he was hanging on the wire, and he hadn't been completely suspended yet. The wire was inherently unstable, and when he moved so vigorously, the steel wire wrapped around his body got out of joint, and the whole person fell to his knees with a plop .

The crew was startled by Wen Lin's actions, and immediately wanted to go forward to help him. Qing Li stood in front of him, the closest to him, and naturally stretched out his hand.

Wen Lin fell off the wire, already very humiliated, and then fell down in front of Qing Li in such a humble kneeling posture. The other party looked down on him from above, making him look even more failed. I don't know if it was jealousy or something, Wen Lin Lin immediately brushed Qingli away and shouted, "Get lost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire crew was stunned for a moment. No one expected Wen Lin to overreact so much. Qingli wanted to pull him up, but he yelled at them. This is really rude.

Qing Li just raised his eyebrows, and looked at Wen Lin with a smile. The opponent's fall seemed heavy, and he struggled twice before standing up, performing in front of Qing Li like a clown.

"Xiao Lin, what's the matter with you, A Li is also kind..." Guan Ling frowned, and looked at Wen Lin with some dissatisfaction.

He always thought that the other party could understand something, at least he wouldn't be as jealous as other bed partners, and he wouldn't cause trouble, but what happened in the past two days really disappointed him. Now that the visiting reporter is still outside, he just like this Yelling at Qing Li, before the Weibo incident calms down, Wen Lin will be in the headlines again.

Thinking of this, Guan Ling felt another headache. He decided to break up with the other party after this matter. He didn't need such a troublesome bed partner, even if the other party performed well in bed.

Wen Lin turned his head. He didn't know what Guan Ling was thinking at the moment, he just felt full of grievances and didn't know how to vent it. Seeing Wen Lin approaching, tears fell down.

"He thinks I'm not acting well, and always throws me a face, blah blah." Wen Lin cried as he spoke, as if he had been greatly wronged, but it's a pity that none of the people present felt his grievance. Well, in other words, his crying scene was as bad as before, making people feel embarrassed after watching it.

Guan Ling rubbed his temples, his head ached from Wen Lin's noise, he quickly waved his hands to stop him and said, "Okay, okay, don't cry, you are not from Banco, you can be forgiven if you don't act well. Just grind it."

Wen Lin nodded his head sobbing, then looked at Qing Li beside him, Guan Ling immediately understood that if he didn't reprimand Qing Li, he might cry forever.

"Qing Li and you too, Wen Lin is still in the running-in period, you have to be more patient, don't always complain if he doesn't perform well..." Guan Ling wanted to continue to say a few words, but in the end Qing Li let out a cry laugh.

"Ha, when did I complain about him? When did I give him face?" Qing Li folded his arms and looked at Guan Ling coldly.

When Wen Lin heard this, he felt aggrieved again, so he raised his head and sobbed, "Just now you still disliked me for my poor performance, and you kept looking at me coldly."

"Oh?" Qing Li raised his eyebrows, looked Wen Lin up and down as if looking at something novel, and then sneered and said: "You are right, I really despise you acting."

Before Wen Lin had time to react, Qing Li continued to taunt: "Your acting skills are terrible. I didn't say this, but your fans, including those who have seen your works. Of course, I am also very pleased. You can sense it."

"But non-graduate background is not the reason for poor acting skills. No matter what you did before, you are an actor now. You don't even have the most basic acting skills, so what qualifications do you have for everyone to praise you high? Are you allowed to say that your acting skills are bad?"

Qing Li was really merciless this time, and his words were extremely sharp, directly piercing Wen Lin's last fig leaf, making him show all his shortcomings in front of everyone.

Wen Lin even forgot to cry, he stared blankly at Qing Li, but the other party just sneered, the corners of his lips slightly curled up in mockery.

Qing Li saw that Lin was frightened, and his mood suddenly improved, but he committed another bad taste, so he couldn't help lowering his head, and whispered in the ear of the other party: "I forgot to say, the crying scene you just played is also acting. It sucks."

After he finished speaking, he chuckled and straightened up, turned around and walked away without looking back.

What Qing Li said just now made Wen Lin stupid. He was stunned for a few seconds before he suddenly realized that he was ashamed first, and then became angry. In Qing Li's eyes, he is rotten?

All the anger and shame turned into hatred, Wen Lin raised his head suddenly, and stood up with a scramble. Since the other party didn't show affection to him, he wasn't going to make Qing Li feel better.

Wen Lin thought of this, and suddenly burst into laughter. He pointed at Qing Li's back, and said a little frantically: "What do you think you are? By buying a bitch with a high-ranking ass, did the president's thing make you happy?" , Disgusting, shameless!"

After he finished speaking, the originally noisy crew fell silent.

Qing Li suddenly turned his head, his eyes were full of coldness, but Wen Lin was smiling all the time, wanton and rampant, he met Qing Li's gaze with his neck straightened, with a disgusting curvature on the corner of his mouth.

"Crack." There was a crisp sound.