Lin Xi raised his hand, and gently pushed along the fan bone with his slender knuckles. The akane red folding fan immediately drew a circular arc in the air, and the fan leaf unfolded little by little with the movement. There are beautiful landscapes and beauties painted on it, which are lifelike, which shows that the workmanship is excellent.
The bottom inch of the fan bone is a skeleton carved from white jade, with flowing cloud pattern flower teeth and fire beads, which are exquisitely carved and warm to the touch. With the slight movements of Jasper's fingers, the folding fan fluttered slightly in the air, bright red and dazzling.
With a slight movement of the wrist, he raised the fan and spread it to cover half of his peerless face, and under the half-covered face, which was so fair that it was almost transparent, was even more eye-catching.
As if sketched and traced with Wuxin Sanzhuo, the eyeliner is narrow and long and has a graceful arc, and the top of the fan just reveals a pair of tall phoenix eyes, shaped like crescent moons and wanting to talk. Those shallow amber pupils are like still water in a fairyland, staring at you carefully. Although they have never spoken, they do not hide the overflowing arrogance and arrogance in the pupils.
Everyone in Li He couldn't help breathing.
After a while, his eyes widened suddenly, as if he had heard some news.
I saw that Qingdai frowned slightly, there seemed to be a trace of unhappiness in Ruhua's eyebrows, and the originally clear and bright eyes were also a little dark. Lin Xi's half-covered red lips pursed slightly, and the next moment he closed his fans quickly, with his left hand above and his right below, his body moved forward, but his back was straight.
The face looking down at the ground couldn't be seen clearly, Li He only heard a low, gentle but unyielding and arrogant voice: "Qiu Huan pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
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This short scene of less than ten seconds was the first meeting between male supporting actor Qiu Huan and prince Luo Qing.
The reason why Lin Xi chose this scene for the audition was firstly because it was simple, and secondly because... In such a situation where he didn't even put on a hair cover, it was almost impossible to fully express the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the ancient court. impossible.
So Lin Xi can only use the most... despicable and most practical trick—
Seduction.
Qiu Huan on the left and right is also one of the best beauties in "Ling Shen". Since she has this inherent advantage, why not use it directly? If the role of Nu Wa was a man, Lin Xi had no doubt that he would go straight through the back door and forcefully pry open the door of the entertainment industry with this face.
"Director Li?" Seeing that there was no one talking, Lin Xi asked softly.
Hearing the sound, Li He and the other five suddenly recovered from the reverie just now. Chen Yajing glanced at Lin Xi with weird eyes, just touching the smile on the other's lips, and immediately retracted her gaze as if being burned all of a sudden.
She glanced away, and cursed secretly in her heart: This Lin Xi is really a monster through and through.
"Oh, that's great, young man, you really don't want to replay the role of Nuwa?" Li He happily stood up from his chair and clapped vigorously. Lin Xi sharply saw the pair of big underpants that hadn't been changed on his lower body, which didn't match his neatly dressed upper body at all.
"..."
Seeing this, Chen Yajing immediately stretched out her hand and pulled Li He back to the seat, then coughed lightly, and said seriously: "You performed well, I have already thought up a look for you. These days, you... eat more supplements Make up. Is it okay to take makeup photos the day after tomorrow?"
Hearing this, Lin Xi looked at Chen Yajing in surprise.
Unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be a stylist.
Lin Xi, a well-known stylist in the industry, knew each other. He didn't know the name Chen Yajing whether he heard it or saw it.
Lin Xi curled his lips and nodded lightly: "Please give me your advice."
As soon as he walked out of the audition room, he saw Ji Chengshu and Wang Fang.
Wang Fang paced back and forth in the corridor hesitantly, the fat on his body trembling with his movements. As soon as Wang Fang looked up, he suddenly saw Lin Xi coming out of the room. He looked at Lin Xi's expressionless face, and then thought of Lin Xi's past victories, his heart twitched, and his chubby cheeks fell together.
He patted the flesh on his face, managed to lift his spirits, squeezed a smiling face, leaned over and said: "Boss, isn't it just a play, let's go to the second crew to audition tomorrow! They don't like you, it's them …”
"I'm coming to get my makeup done the day after tomorrow, so please pay attention to arrange the time."
"The... loss... huh? Boss, you actually passed the audition?" Wang Fang widened his narrow eyes and looked at Lin Xi in surprise and disbelief.
Lin Xi suddenly felt a twitch in the back of his head, and asked back with a dark face, "I can't pass?"
Wang Fang immediately shook his head violently, leaned over with a flattering face, and said with a smile, "Boss, who are you? A small audition is of course not a problem. Let's go, let's have a big meal tonight and celebrate!"
Lin Xi nodded with a smile when he heard the words: "Well, I need to eat more, this body is too thin." He pinched his shriveled arms and curled his lips in dissatisfaction. He recalled what Chen Yajing said just now, and couldn't help thinking about it. I have the standard figure of six pack abs before.
Wang Fang happily agreed: "That's right, there is a new roast duck restaurant opened at Donghuamen, I've wanted to try it for a long time. Tsk tsk, that crispy and tender roast duck is really..."
"You can't eat." Lin Xi interrupted Wang Fang with a faint smile.
Like a bolt from the blue, Wang Fang froze in place, and it took him a long time to react. Hurry up to catch up with Lin Xi, and asked with a mournful face, "Why, boss?"
Lin Xi didn't speak, but squinted at Wang Fang's fat body that was about to leak from top to bottom, and smiled without saying a word.
Wang Fang saw the alarm in his heart, and immediately covered his chest with his hands, as if defending his chastity: "Boss, it's okay to be a performer rather than a prostitute."
"..."
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The 33rd floor of Tianyu.
Pan Lun hung up the phone.
There is still gauze wrapped on the arm, and the wound between the waist and abdomen will hurt even if you move a little. The sliver of apology he still had for Qi Wenyuan was gradually wiped away by the complicated affairs of the past few days. Looking at the broken white porcelain cup in the trash can, his eyes became more hostile.
Isn't it just the death of a star? As for such a big movement. Now the outside world still defines Qi Wenyuan as an attempted murder, and he is the legitimate self-defense, okay
Under such circumstances, the board of directors also insisted that Pan Lun hold a grand and solemn funeral for Qi Wenyuan, and must invite famous people in the circle to attend. There is only one day left, and all the invitations have been sent out before notifying myself, so I just send someone to press me to the funeral tomorrow and forget it!
The one who died was a murderer!
The more Pan Lun thought about it, the angrier he became. His originally handsome face glowed fiercely. He pushed all the documents on the table to the ground with a loud bang.
A passing clerk heard the strange noise and quickly pushed the door in, and asked with concern: "Mr. Pan, are you alright?"
Pan Lun glared at the woman viciously, and shouted, "Who allowed you to come in? Get lost!"
Seeing the mess in the office, the woman was already frightened and stood there. She had never seen Mr. Pan so viciously, her face turned pale with fright, and she quickly nodded and bowed to apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Pan, I'm sorry, I'm going out right now." .” As soon as the words fell, he walked out the door.
Pan Lun seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, and he slumped on the large and soft boss chair without any strength. He looked at a certain point in the void that didn't exist, and his eyes became more and more crazy.
The chaotic color in his eyes became deeper and richer, and when the emotions accumulated to the extreme, he suddenly roared: "Qi Wenyuan!"
Sometimes when the lie is repeated too many times, even the person concerned will forget the truth and mistake the lie for the truth, thereby deceiving himself to live with peace of mind.
Maybe Pan Lun really took the lie as reality, or maybe he deliberately deceived himself to ignore the truth.
He had already forgotten, at the last moment on the roof, who was the person who really pushed down that palm with a fierce look on his face.
…
Different from Pan Lun's morbid madness, Lin Xi stuffed another steamed bun into his mouth.
There is a thin piece of dough in the palm of the left hand, and a few slices of roast duck, cucumber and green onion are placed in the dough in the right hand, some sweet noodle sauce is dipped on the crispy and tender roast duck slices with chopsticks. balls, stuffed into the mouth.
Enjoying the aroma that melted between his lips and teeth, Lin Xi couldn't help but admire: "Well, this newly opened roast duck restaurant is really good."
Wang Fang pitifully chewed on the dry dough, tearing off a small piece the size of a fingernail with his fingers and throwing it into his mouth. He chewed it more than twenty times before reluctantly swallowing it down. He stared closely at Lin Xi and the big plate of roasted duck slices, his eyes were hungry and straightforward, as if he could eat it just by looking at it.
But Lin Xi, who was stared at by the jackal, tiger and leopard, didn't seem to feel anything, he didn't care about the sea food, and heartily followed what Chen Yajing said - "make up for it".
The little fat man swallowed again, his mouth pouted. After holding back for a few more seconds, I finally couldn't stand it and yelled: "I don't care, I just want to eat!" After speaking, he picked up a small steamed bun with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Ah... so hot, so hot..."
Lin Xi helplessly looked at Wang Fang's funny appearance, shook his head and sighed softly.
He had never met such a funny person in two lifetimes, but he was really drunk after only being together for three days.
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It's the third day.
The East is still in chaos. A few dim stars dotted the dark sky, and the flashing neon lights were not as brilliant as in the first half of the night. The moon was setting, and the originally bright moonlight was now covered with a thin layer of veil.
Lin Xi opened his eyes suddenly, and couldn't fall asleep again after that.
He walked lightly to the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and his right hand was covered with double-glazed glass. Looking down through the thick glass, you can see the empty market and the dimming street lights.
It's not long after autumn has just entered, and the heating in most parts of the city has not yet been supplied. The cold air from the cold ground climbed all the way from the soles of the feet to the calves, and the blood felt like it was frozen.
Lin Xi's complexion was calm, looking at the light that gradually lit up at the dawn of dawn, the color of his eyes changed.
When sending him downstairs yesterday, Ji Chengshu suddenly told himself that today is Qi Wenyuan's funeral.
The reason why I told him about this little guy was probably because Ji Chengshu also knew that he found Shu Shan through Qi Wenyuan's relationship. According to Ji Chengshu's tone, out of emotion and reason, as Lin Xi, he had to send a bouquet of flowers to Qi Wenyuan.
In the past, when I was acting, I also received a few red envelopes to scare people, and even played the role of a dead person lying directly on the coffin. From costume dramas to modern dramas, Qi Wenyuan has "died" countless times.
But this time, it was a real funeral.
What will his funeral be like? Those old guys who want to come to Tianyu will never let go of this good opportunity, use their funeral to make a big splash, and do a good job of the company's public relations image.
His parents had died in a car accident many years ago, and there were no relatives at home, so it should be Pan Lun who presided over his funeral.
Standing in this strange room, with this strange body, he could imagine what kind of hypocrisy Pan Lun would use to squeeze out a few crocodile tears, and how he would express his gratitude to every guest with a mournful face. Memorial of the deceased.
At this time, all the guests and reporters will feel that he, Pan, is always so disregarding the past, crying for a person who intends to murder him.
The first twilight of the morning suddenly penetrated the silent and deep night, and the rising sun rolled out of the distant and small horizon with unstoppable momentum. The sunlight is not dazzling but very warm, and it shines directly into Lin Xi's eyes through the cold glass.
He suddenly remembered that at the bottom of the building last night, Ji Chengshu asked himself with an awkward expression if he wanted to attend today's funeral.
Of course go!
why are you not going!
If you want to go, you have to perform your best and seek the greatest benefit for yourself.
Tianyu can use his own death to earn image profits and public attention, so he should benefit from it. If you want to go, you have to go with the best image; if you want to cry, you don’t cry for yourself, but—
Shed a few tears for Tianyu who is about to perish.