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For the past two days, Song Qingyue locked himself in the room trying to figure out the characters, and didn't see Lin Qingqian much.

Lin Qingqian wondered whether to teach children the most basic things.

After hesitating for a long time, I gave up.

The child is so stubborn. Now that he is an investor and a leading actor, if he teaches by himself, even if the child is selected, he will probably feel that he is the reason why he gave her a little trouble.

Lin Qingqian sighed.This means that the child has been well protected since she was a child. Even though the family relationship is cold, she is not treated badly and abused. It can be seen that there is a lack of social beatings.Change to an old fritter that has been around for many years, not to mention that investors have taken the initiative to inquire, and they are already thinking about the possibility of recommending a pillow seat.

Just two days passed in such a hurry, and it was time for the audition in a blink of an eye.

Song Qingyue was placed last.

She anxiously held the rolled-up script, which was densely recorded with pens of various colors.

She took a deep breath, trying to make herself less flushed and less nervous.

Kiss scene!

In order to calm her mood, she moved a small mat and observed the people who were auditioning in front of her.

Soon, she began to be confused, followed by panic, followed by anger, and finally became powerless.

Every actor who goes in—except the first one—comes out with their lip makeup off.

Oh, she should have thought of it long ago.

Did Lin Qingqian kiss everyone inside?

She said it herself, and it will be staged according to the script.

A trace of sadness that I didn't notice filled my heart.

Holding on to the last hope, she got up and trotted to a young girl who looked friendly, "Excuse me, which scene is the script you received?"

The girl had been sneaking glances at Song Qingyue, and when she saw Song Qingyue approaching, she stamped her feet excitedly.

"Ah, I am this one." She generously showed the script in her hand.

Song Qingyue stopped.

It's all the same field.

She smiled with difficulty, "Thank you."

The girl shook her hand, "It's all right," then said excitedly, "Can I have your autograph?"

Song Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, and the smirk on his face was somewhat real, "Yes."

She asked the girl's name, took a pen to write on the back of the script, and signed the gaudy signature that Luo Yong asked herself to practice.

Then continued to fall into a long wait.

Soon it was the turn of the girl who had just asked me for an autograph. Her previous joy was gone, and her tense calves were shaking.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lin Qingqian wearing a loose linen white nightgown. The sleeves of the nightgown were very long, reaching beyond the palm of his hand, and the cuffs were stained with red.

Director Li said helplessly, "Take off the lipstick first."

"Ah, ah, yes." The little girl frantically removed her lip makeup.

The more Song Qing waited outside, the longer he waited, the more sour his heart became uncontrollable.

Thinking that Lin Qingqian inside might be kissed by more than 20 people one by one, she couldn't control her emotions.

When it was her turn, she walked into the audition room with such aggrieved thoughts.

Li Zimu looked at Song Qingyue with a smile on his face.

Sure enough, the child is pragmatic and doesn't apply lip makeup at all.

Hey, it seems that I have entered the drama quite deeply, and the grievance is in place.

He gestured to Lin Qingqian, and Lin Qingqian nodded.

"start."

Chen Yingfeng took off his blood-stained coat, put it on a chair, and the door was suddenly opened.She was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes turned hard, and she was about to touch the gun.

The person behind her was a step ahead of her, and the sound of insurance pulling the bullet and loading it sounded, accompanied by a cold cry: "Don't move!"

It's a familiar voice.Chen Yingfeng's tense body softened, with a smile on her face, she turned around lazily.

In front of him was Xia Shishi holding a gun.

"What's the matter, Little Eleven?" She seemed to ignore the gun pointed at her head, and slowly walked towards Xia Shiyi, her voice was soft and charming, "Why did you point the gun at sister?"

"Don't come here." Xia Shishi's eyes were full of anger and pain, but his hands were shaking.

Li Zimu nodded and shook his head: he was full of emotions, but he felt a little less wronged. The crying at the beginning was quite good, why didn't he keep it up?

Chen Yingfeng walked up to her as if she had never heard of it, grabbed the gun, took it out of Xia Shishi's hand, and placed it gently on the table.

Xia Shiyi took two steps back and sat down on the chair.

She couldn't shoot Chen Yingfeng.

This woman has saved her too many times.If she hadn't taught herself by hand, I guess there would be no bones left to be chewed in the first month of coming to Shanghai Beach.

However, people should have a bottom line!

She should not be treasonous!

Xia Shishi went to hold the gun again, but Chen Yingfeng grabbed his wrist tightly.

She squatted down slowly until her eyes were at Xia Shiyi's level, "Little guy, don't be misbehaving."

Xia Shishi's eyes were burning with blazing anger, and she spat out one cold word after another: "Why do you want to help the Japanese?"

Li Zimu frowned: "It's very contagious, but the emotion is still not in place."Wronged?Where did the grievance go?It was still there when I came in.

Chen Yingfeng still smiled softly: "Their bid is high."

Xia Shishi roared in a low voice: "You are Chinese. Ye Zhiqiu is driving those Japanese out, how could you kill him!"

"Is that so?" Chen Yingfeng asked back, "He's full of thieves and prostitutes who are bullying and concealing trash. Just because he is a member of the Nationalist Party, he has become an anti-Japanese hero? Why do the anti-Japanese fight against the Japanese every day on women's bellies?"

Chen Yingfeng let go of Xia Shishi's wrist, and moved towards Xia Shishi's jaw, brushed gently, and then squeezed her jaw tightly.

Song Qingyue's body tensed up.

Li Zimu scratched his head in doubt: It is indeed tense, but it is a bit unnatural.

Chen Yingfeng forced Xia Shishi to look at her. The two faces were very close. She exhaled like blue, but the words she said were bloody: "Children, in this world, no one wants to drive the Japanese away." Going out and working hard. At least I didn’t see that the National Party you are loyal to is rotten from the top to the bottom, and everyone is for themselves.” She smiled lightly, “We should also think about ourselves, who gave the money If you have more, you can do things for whoever you want.”

She patted Xia Shishi's face, "No one in this world is sincere, but money is real."

Xia Shishi's eyes were still cold and angry, vaguely suppressing something: "He saved me! He gave me my name!"

Chen Yingfeng leaned on the bed and swayed her legs lazily: "Really? Xia Shishi is a name? Before you, I knew Chun Jiu Xia Qi, and in the future there may be Autumn 32 Winter [-], you really Do you think this is the name?"

Li Zimu rubbed his hands nervously: What's the matter with the child, the kiss scene behind this emotion can't be connected.

Xia Shishi's voice gradually lowered: "So you are really doing things for the Japanese."

Chen Yingfeng didn't look at her: "I do things for money."

Her voice became lower and lower: "I thought we were together."

This line was added by Song Qingyue himself, and Lin Qingqian accepted it casually.

Chen Yingfeng smiled, "Qian and I are one...huh?"

Lin Qingqian opened her eyes wide in horror.

Song Qingyue pressed her against the bedside rail, angrily biting her lips.

Xia Shiyi held Chen Yingfeng down with one hand, and pulled Chen Yingfeng's neckline with the other.

His eyes fixed on Chen Yingfeng's face, the anger and anger in his eyes turned into overwhelming grievances.While biting Chen Yingfeng's lips, she burst into tears. "I thought we were together."

Lin Qingqian looked at Li Zimu for help, but saw him stand up excitedly and gestured with his mouth.

keep going!What are you doing in a daze!

Li Zimu felt that he had found a treasure.

The previous auditions basically followed the psychological process described in the original work.

Xia Shishi questioned Chen Yingfeng with grievances and anger, but when she got this answer, her faith in her heart was shaken. When she was confused and at a loss, she wanted to get some comfort from the person she silently liked.

This kiss should have been helpless and needed.

But Song Qingyue gave another interpretation, the interpretation of a person with firm beliefs.

When I started with grievances, in order to get an answer, I forcibly suppressed the grievances in my heart.The answer to the question is that the person you like betrays your belief in your own country.

The feeling of grievance could not be suppressed, and it mixed with anger.

This kiss is a question and a punishment.

The sentence "I thought, we are together." is even more a stroke of genius.

In fact, these are not difficult to think of, but they are restricted by the description of the original work, and no one acts like this.

But thinking about it carefully, it was not right for Xia Shiyi to quickly become confused about his beliefs in order to quickly advance the emotional line.

How could a real, rigorously trained agent waver so quickly?

Song Qingyue's interpretation is more logical.

The director didn't stop, and wanted to read on, but Lin Qingqian quit.

She is an investor!

Pushing Song Qingyue away slightly, she glared at Li Zimu: "It's time for a transition later on, what else do you want to do?"

Xia Qiu raised his hand, his eyes sparkled: "I can write."

Lin Qingqian swallowed a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat.

She vented her anger on Song Qingyue angrily: "You son of a bitch, what are you doing, hiss..."

Lips were bitten off.

Is it a dog?

Song Qingyue watched as Lin Qing frowned, and carefully touched the small wound on his upper lip with his fingers.

I felt uneasy.

It seems, looks, probably, didn't need to play a kissing scene?

Li Zimu looked at her helplessly: "You change the costume to the props first, I don't know if the lipstick marks on the sleeves can be washed off."

Lin Qingqian added: "However, you can try it during the official shooting. I am like this," she gestured, "When you pinch your chin, your upper lip will definitely stick. The sleeves are too long, but you can change the filter, white clothes and red lips , it will be very emotional."

Li Zimu pondered for a while, then nodded. "It makes sense, let's take a shot and try the effect."

Song Qingyue is ice-snow and smart, why doesn't she understand why she needs to remove her lip makeup?

His face burned instantly, and he was at a loss.

Xia Qiu noticed that she thought it was the child who was nervous about the result, so she cue the two who were discussing the movie: "So do you have an answer for who to choose?"

Li Zimu looked at Lin Qingqian.

Lin Qingqian nodded helplessly.

Kids are really good.

"Then Qingyue will be settled." Li Zimu made a decision.

Song Qingyue was still immersed in embarrassment, and when Lin Qingqian pulled his sleeves to signal, he hurriedly bowed: "Thank you Director Li, I will work hard."

Li Zimu nodded, and suddenly asked curiously: "You have a part where Lin Qingqian scratched your chin. Your body is a little stiff. What's the matter?"

Lin Qingqian raised her hand to answer: "Because she's not used to physical contact."

Li Zimu suddenly realized: "That can't be done, you will have a lot of physical contact scenes later on, you have to get used to it as soon as possible. Especially the sex scenes, it may take dozens of shots."

Lin Qingqian raised her hand again: "Do you want me to live with Qingyue now and get used to it?"

Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian in shock.

Just... don't know what to say.

Li Zimu agreed, and quickly ordered the staff to go down to make arrangements.

After Lin Qingqian said a few more words, she felt pain in her lips. She frowned and stared at Song Qingyue.

Song Qing rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

"I'll go back and give you medicine."

"You still have a little conscience, you dead child."