Pick up a reading companion as an assistant [Entertainment]

Although he had already done enough psychological construction for himself the night before, when he arrived on the set the next day, Lin Puppy, who was particularly hopeless, gave up in an instant.

In order to get Lin Xiao, who is intermittently unstable, to get into the show enough, Director Li specially asked the planning team to push today's show from the dead chapter to the next one.The two of them will start by killing the enemy side by side, and then Ye Zifeng will block an arrow for him to protect Ling Yishui, and then bear it all the way without saying a word, until the two finally get out of danger, and finally fall in front of him unbearably.

Seeing the make-up artist and the props who finally came online to put blood packs on Yun Yan's body together, Lin Qingmo began to fidget and walk up and down.The props carefully pasted the last blood bag, looked up at Lin Qingmo, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Brother Mo, don't be so nervous—those arrows are all fake, and they must not be shot at Brother Yan for real." You have to stop when you catch the arrow being shot by Brother Yan, and we have to hurry up and stick the arrow and the tail of the arrow on Brother Yan..."

Lin Xiaogou, who was quite nervous at first, blinked his eyes in surprise, and poked the blood bag on Yun Yan's chest hesitantly: "That's it--that's enough? Is it time to edit it?"

"Of course, that's fine. You can't really poke a hole in a living person—that way, no one will want to act."

The makeup artist responded with a smile, and then poured some white powder on Yun Yan's face to cover up the blood on his lips: "How is it—does it look like a serious injury?"

After thinking about the description of the prop boy, Lin Xiaogou suddenly felt that acting in this scene was not so difficult to accept, and his mood suddenly improved. He blinked and looked at Yun Yan with his chin in a serious manner: " It's pretty similar..."

Yun Yan couldn't help but smile, gently patted his back, and said in a warm voice: "When you're doing tricks later, pay more attention to the group performance, don't keep looking at me, remember?"

Because the scene where two people are being besieged is going to be filmed, Yun Budu, who can't act in person this time to replace the extras, is also very worried about the safety of his puppy!

Lin Xiaogou blushed, nodded honestly, and obediently followed him into the arena, listening to Director Yuan explain the next martial arts moves - the main plot of this section is Ye Zifeng protecting Ling Yishui and Yun Yan can freely play to protect their puppy at any time, and finally reassured Yun Bandu, who was particularly worried, and they walked together several times, and they roughly mastered the tricks. .

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"careful!"

Ling Yishui pierced a man's neck with a horizontal sword, and before he even had time to check the results of his battle, he withdrew the long sword in his hand, and rolled on the spot to avoid the long knife that was cut at the head.Ye Zifeng on the side blocked the murderous blade in time for him with a sword, and stabbed the knife-wielding assassin obliquely with his backhand. Just as he was about to pull him up, his eyes suddenly froze, and he pushed him away abruptly. Swing down hard to one side.

The ear-piercing sound of metal and iron clashing made people's eardrums ache, and the sword that pierced Ling Yishui was swung away with strong force, but Ye Zifeng was also attacked by the assassin beside him, and there was a touch of blood on his shoulder instantly.

"Run—run!"

No superfluous words, no superfluous actions.Kill the enemies that can be killed, block the weapons that can be blocked, and support each other to stagger and run forward.Although Ling Yishui was in distress, he was not injured. There was only a little dust on the white clothes, but Ye Zifeng already had several wounds on his body. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the black police uniform is slowly bleeding There are dark marks everywhere.

Finally broke out of the siege, and ran forward without looking back, but Ye Zifeng seemed to hear something suddenly, and suddenly pushed Ling Yishui forward, and returned the sword to twist away the roaring arrows, but there was still a slap in the face. The crossbow bolt sank deeply into his chest.

……

"Okay, card!"

Director Li yelled loudly, couldn't help applauding vigorously, and quickly walked out from the back of the camera: "This section was played beautifully! Xiao Lin's progress is simply too great-as expected, you two are still together The fighting scene is the best, I have to talk to the screenwriter later, and see if I can think of a way to write more scenes for the two of you..."

The amount of running and playing just now was too much. Lin Qingmo was still panting for breath while leaning on her knees, so tired that she wished she could just sit on the ground.But today he is wearing that pure white costume that is almost hellishly difficult to wash. Thinking of the helpless and longing eyes of the theater manager every time he sees the Liby advertisement on TV, the very considerate Lin Xiaogou In an instant, I lost the courage to just sit on the ground carelessly.

As soon as such an idea popped up, an arm gently embraced his slightly sweaty back, helped him to sit on the saddle, and carefully draped a piece of clothing for him to avoid catching cold.Lin Xiaogou raised his head, looked at his cabbage, which was almost more versatile than a robot cat, in astonishment, and tried his best to calm down his messy breathing: "Aren't you tired..."

"Fortunately, I will be a little tired." Yun Yan smiled and responded warmly, unscrewed the thermos cup and handed it to him, then nodded slightly at Director Li, "Thank you, Director Li——I am very happy." I hope to cooperate with Qing Mo in a few more scenes, I believe Qing Mo should think so too..."

"I think so too!"

Lin Xiaogou immediately jumped up actively, raising his hands to support his own cabbage's opinion.Yun Yan couldn't help but smile, gently patted his back, and wiped off the fine sweat on his forehead, so as not to wear makeup again in a while: "Drink water slowly, don't drink too fast—is it cold? cold?"

"It's neither cold nor cold." Lin Qingmo quickly shook his head, curiously watching the staff who had ambushed by the side running up and proficiently stabbing arrows at Yun Yan, he couldn't help but ran over and followed Joining in the fun, "It turned out to be broken, and I've always wondered how it was plugged in..."

"That's it, that's it, we don't dare to make a hole in Brother Yan's body."

The sculptor nodded with a smile, inserted the broken arrow into the foam board that had been stuffed in Yun Yan's clothes, and even poured half a packet of plasma on the arrow, and put the rest of it Sprinkled on Yun Yan's body: "Brother Yan's clothes are actually a bit of a waste - if you wear a white one, the effect is definitely not to be said, it must be realistic, and you will be scared to cry when you go out..."

Yun Yan thanked her with a smile, moved her body a few times, took the blood and put it in her mouth.After waiting for Lin Qingmo to rest, he entered the next shoot after the arrow was shot.

Although he has never acted in such a serious injury, he himself was really seriously injured.According to the script, he gritted his teeth, cut off the arrow and pulled it out. While recalling the situation at that time, he staggered and ran forward with Lin Qingmo for a while, finally got rid of the assassin behind him, and got into a Inside the ancient temple that has long been dilapidated.

——Ling Yishui hadn't noticed the injury on his body, and was panting for him to fasten the door, when suddenly there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him.In astonishment, he turned around abruptly, only to find that the man had slid down the door without a sound, his breathing was weak and his face was pale, and the ground was gradually blooming with a dazzling bright red.

"Zifeng!"

Ling Yishui yelled in panic, rushed over quickly, threw the sword aside, and held him in his arms helplessly: "What's wrong with you, do you—"

The voice stopped abruptly only halfway through, because he had already touched the warm blood that was gushing from the man's chest.

The intense cold made him shiver uncontrollably, and quickly tore off a skirt, trying to bandage him up, but the person in his arms gently raised his hand to stop him.That ominous premonition seemed to have reached the extreme, he raised his head in a trance, but met those eyes that were still warm and smiling.

"Don't bother..."

He heard that person's voice, the tone was still as gentle and gentle as before, but it was so weak that only a faint breath remained, like a candle in the wind, which would be mercilessly extinguished with a slight flicker.

"No - don't talk, save some energy... Use your internal energy to protect your heart, if it's not enough, I'll give it to you, hurry up..."

He shook his head helplessly, his eyes couldn't stop being misty, and he couldn't blink them cleanly.The person in his arms was still looking at him patiently, with a mild and affectionate smile between his eyebrows and eyes, he shook his head feebly, and suddenly coughed a few times, bloodstains slithered down the corners of his lips: "My heart has been broken, and my internal strength has been exhausted... It is enough to protect you from danger..."

Every time that person said a word, the light in those eyes seemed to dim a bit, but even so, there was still a calm and gentle contentment in those eyes.That hand strenuously reached his waist, reached for the waist card with difficulty, and wanted to hand it over to him: "Leave me here, take this - send me back to Kaifeng... Yan Hanxin Be careful, you have to be more careful—you believe me..."

"I trust you—I trust you!"

He suddenly couldn't hold back the tears anymore, he choked up and hugged the person in his arms tightly, trying in vain to block the hideous wound with his hands, but more and more blood overflowed from his fingers and dripped on the On the ground, silently gathered into a shocking bright red: "Zifeng...Zifeng, let me go back to Kaifeng with you, I will never misunderstand you again, I will help you get back the Nine Dragon Pendant—don't die ……Please……"

The man's gaze was almost lax, but he was still smiling when he looked at him.He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on his face, picked up the sword again, and gently put it back in his hand: "Never let it go... let's go, I won't embarrass you anymore ..."

He didn't go on, because he couldn't go on.

Ling Yishui held the sword in his hand, and Ye Zifeng's hand held his hand—that hand was falling powerlessly, as if it had finally completely exhausted the last trace of vitality, and those eyes had lightened slightly at some point. He closed his eyes, and leaned against his arms peacefully, as if he was just falling into a deep sleep.

Tears slid down his cheeks and dripped on the hand that was holding the sword tightly.The young man who once didn't know how to feel sad hugged the silent person in his arms tightly, his whole body trembling from crying, but he never made a sound.

You can't make a sound, and people outside will find out.