567 Fishing Idol (33)

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Nan Lianxi was facing the cold muzzle of the gun. When his eyes moved upward, he saw that the emotions between the young man's deep brows included indifference, sarcasm, and disdain mixed with each other. A chill that penetrated into the bones spread involuntarily from bottom to top.

The aura is completely suppressed, and the protagonist's light is completely obscured. Nan Lianxi thought ridiculously that the gun held in the pale hand raised in the air seemed real, as if he was eager to end his life.

Suna was deeply involved in this plot. When he recalled the first plane in his mind, the appearance of the cold killer was deeply reflected in his eyes. They are the same person.

Both the recorders and the director were waiting for Nan Lianxi's reaction. One second passed, two seconds...

The other party seemed to have been cast some kind of immobilization spell, and he looked into the young man's eyes motionlessly, as if he was still proud.

The corners of his lips slightly curved as he suppressed his opponent's scene. The director waited extremely anxiously, feeling that Nan Lian Xi's performance was too disappointing and that he was missing the mark at the critical moment.

When he was about to interrupt, Shi Lin continued: "Is it black or white? Stand up and tell me your choice, Messenger of Justice?"

The words "Messenger of Justice" were spoken in a cold voice with a mocking tone.

This was a plot that was not in the script. The staff were stunned in surprise, but Lin Yun could only appreciate it.

This temporarily added content does not affect Nan Lianxi's lines. Instead, it rationalizes the silence just now and reminds the opponent that they should stand up and cooperate next.

Nanlianxi was originally meant to stand up. After hearing this, his mind went blank for a moment, and he stood up slowly and resolutely.

If he hadn't had some foundation, he would probably have knelt down in front of such a powerful opponent.

Guan Lin hid behind Nan Lianxi, which should have shown the dependence of the little woman and the timidity towards the villain. But in the camera lens, there was something in her eyes that shouldn't be there.

"Where's the fear?! What are you doing!" The director saw clearly from the outside, and he was so angry that he yelled out.

Guan Lin was startled, her legs softened and she knelt down.

"…………"

The atmosphere that was finally created at the scene became subtle... wonderful.

Suna couldn't stand it anymore and dug her toes on the ground in embarrassment.

Lin Yun: "Do it again!"

Forget it, I won’t replace it anymore.

Otherwise, the toes will also be tired.

In a scene on a cliff, the performance of Nan Lianxi and Guan Lin was a bit disappointing.

It should have shown the protagonist's perseverance in the face of a mysterious and powerful enemy, and that he must actively face even the difficulties that need to be overcome.

As a result, the play was severely suppressed by Shi Lin, forming a contrast between a clown like the Holy Father. Even resistance is like an opportunity for villains to give out charity.

Nan Lianxi always felt that the other party seemed to be suppressing him intentionally. On the surface, he seemed to be cooperating in the acting, but in fact, he did so on purpose. Guan Lin was absent-minded throughout the whole process, with a look of shame and anger on her face.

After an afternoon of delays, the other actors' scenes had to be rescheduled.

Lin Yun spent a lot of effort not to mess up the situation and didn't understand what was going on with them today.

"That's it." He felt physically and mentally exhausted, and his temples were twitching. He turned around and said to Shi Lin in a calm tone: "You are busy with your own business."

I'm embarrassed to waste so much time. What's more, it's time, and his time is more valuable.

At this moment, Suna wanted to call the man's name and give him a thumbs up. Fortunately, her sense was still there, allowing her to restrain herself.

Director Lin Yun was still saying sorry politely.

At this time, the young man in the distance looked at her with tacit understanding. Suna paused, and read a hint of praise in his eyes?