I'm not a canary of a boss【Entertainment】

Obviously he said the words without any emotion, but when those calm eyes looked over, Song Yuanxing's fingertips still trembled uncontrollably.

It's not a good sign to lose confidence first, and it can easily lead to failure in the process of playing.

Realizing that his emotions were affected by the other party, Song Yuanxing woke up suddenly, his face turned red and then pale, and he felt hot for his true psychological reaction.

What is he worried about?

Qin Huai is willing to act as a green leaf, to serve as a supporting role for himself, he should be happy.

The protagonist is a highlight, and has obvious advantages in comparison with cannon fodder regardless of standpoint or character design. As long as the difference in their level is not too large, the audience will only be immersed in the storyline after the performance, and will automatically ignore the gap.

Song Yuanxing calmed down and slowly found a suitable angle for the camera.

The plot here is a confrontation.In order to clear himself of his suspicions, Ji Chuzhi assisted the police department in investigating a pervert who seduced and killed countless innocent men and women.He did not hesitate to risk himself, and sent himself to the murderous executioner, providing an opportunity to rescue the hostages.

Although Song Yuanxing was about to act in a situation where he was under duress, there was no such thing as a situation where he was a little less imposing than the other party.Because from the beginning to the end, Ji Chuzhi performed with ease, not only coping with the dangerous situation with a calm attitude, but also catching more floating lines after the hook.

The lights suddenly dimmed.

There was no sound in the house, and occasionally there was a bit of cold deceit, like countless little snakes swimming and crawling into the ancestral hall, all of them huddled in the dark gaps and looked down with green eyes.

There was a rustling sound, and there were a few "clicks" touching, as if something was touching.The faint candlelight at the source of the sound lit up, orange-red, like a ball of dancing demon fire.

Song Yuanxing suddenly realized that this was Qin Huai imitating the sound atmosphere in the ancestral hall, restoring the lights and props as much as possible to the effect in the script.

He squinted his eyes, raised his head, and saw Qin Huai facing him sideways, polishing a lamp.At this point, the surrounding environment finally brightened up, revealing a table with many small memorial tablets, like narrow tombstones.

The ancestral hall is still dark, except for the light, there is also a bit of bluish-white moonlight climbing in from the window lattice, which is cold and folded a few times, shining on the young man's sinister side face.

Qin Huai lowered his head, letting the slender eyelashes like waterfowls cast a few circles of shadows on his sullen face.He was only concentrating on one thing - sharpening the knife.

His skin looked extraordinarily fair under the pale moonlight, like a shadow of a ghost, or in other words, a stern ghost.Folding the cold handle of the knife, it reflected a pair of eyes that couldn't hide their excitement.

Song Yuanxing's back stiffened, trying to get himself into the mood quickly.He clearly had the upper hand in this audition, and he had previously posted on Weibo that there was a shady scene in the casting. If his performance was not satisfactory, it would be tantamount to slapping himself and creating momentum for Qin Huai.

"The person who left the note is indeed you." Song Yuanxing's heart skipped a beat as soon as the words came out of his mouth.His line skills have never been very good, and he used dubbing for filming, which was exposed at this moment.

Those words seemed to float out, floating in the air like unceasing gossamer, it sounded more sick than Qin Huai's sickly character.Not only did she lack momentum, but she also lacked the expected calm attitude.

However, Qin Huai responded with a surprised expression.The movement of pressing on the handle of the knife gradually slowed down, he paused for a moment with his fingertips, then suddenly turned around, turned his right hand around, and held the slender knife in his hand.

"how do you know?"

He walked over at some point, like a ghost walking silently, squatting down, picking Song Yuanxing's chin with the tip of a knife, his tone cold and harsh.

Song Yuanxing's ears were buzzing, and he felt that the two of them were so close, close-up shots must be indispensable, and the contrast would be more obvious. He had to perform exceptionally well.

But the more nervous you are, the easier it is to lose the chain. Song Yuanxing was under a lot of pressure, and he didn't rest well last night, so there was a short blank in his mind.

Forgot words.

Time passed by, Song Yuanxing gritted his teeth, skipped the long explanation, and said coldly: "I feel ashamed to share the same land with you."

The effect of stumbling out is even worse, which is tantamount to directly admitting that the lines are not proficient, and it was an accident on the set.That being the case, it is better to skip that part, anyway, it will not affect the overall plot, and no one will know.

What he didn't expect was that since the live broadcast, the script of this episode has been posted on the screen for the convenience of the audience.

Qin Huai was obviously shaken by him too.

That period of emotion hadn't passed yet, and Song Yuanxing jumped over it. It didn't matter to him, but it seemed strange to him.

He only thought that Song Yuanxing was deliberately embarrassing him, and he didn't care whether the other party could take over the show, and prepared to sing the one-man show to the end by himself.

When Qin Huai was acting in the past, he paid more attention to cooperating with other actors to produce a good work together, but Song Yuanxing was obviously not on the same channel, so he had no reason to think about bringing the other actor into the play.

"Did you know? Your eyes are very beautiful." Qin Huai sneered in a low voice, and suddenly without warning, his face turned stern, suppressing a hoarse roar in his throat, "Your eyes... are exactly the same as that bitch !"

"I'm going to kill you, no..." He lowered his head and giggled suddenly, "I won't kill you. I'm going to torture you for a little longer. If you look like her, I'll torture you for a few days."

"Just because you killed everyone with this appearance, it doesn't mean you bid farewell to the past, it just means...you are an out-and-out loser." Song Yuanxing felt that his tone should be more calm and persuasive, but Even his voice trembled, "I can help you."

No, the mood is wrong.

But Song Yuanxing had no time to adjust.He can't even play a basic cold face now, if he doesn't act with a paralyzed face, he may even act as the party whose emotions are controlled - Qin Huai really looks like a lunatic, he doesn't care about human life at all, which makes people A chill involuntarily came from the bottom of my heart.

"I heard that Duan Yunrong is very accomplished in rhythm." Qin Huai's eyes were smiling, and even more crazily happy, slightly distorted, "If he receives such a bone flute, will he not put it down, will he Won't you be very moved?"

"I'll give it a try, use the rib closest to your heart and make it for him." The young man's face was bloodless, dotted with a pair of beautiful eyes, filled with a terrifying and cruel expression.

"What do you think... how would he react?"

Qin Huai's voice was still gentle and sweet, but it sounded completely different from usual, which made people feel fear in their hearts, and dared not look directly at those cloudy eyes.