The next day, Si Jin confiscated all the hair ties that Xiao Linyuan had secretly hidden and drove him to the film set.
After getting the director's permission, I moved a small stool and sat down to watch him act.
The renowned actor, Xiao, looked dashing in his black trench coat. Standing in the middle of the abandoned factory, a chilling murderous aura emanated from his eyes as he raised his gun to kill.
Upon closer inspection, one can discern the pain he had endured for many years. He was in good form today, and the director was very satisfied.
Just as the undercover brothers were about to appear, Zhou Chen panicked and ran around looking for them. In the end, he gritted his teeth and decided to go and report to the director.
But Si Jin grabbed his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"
“Mr. Jin…Mr. Jin.” Zhou Chen said softly, “The actor who was supposed to play the undercover brother is gone. He was just here a moment ago, but now we can’t find him anywhere.”
"Everyone knows that Lin Yuan rarely gets into character. If we leave now, wouldn't we be deliberately trying to mess with him? I'll ask the director if there's a stand-in who can take his place."
"But this director is very strict about casting, and the possibility is... never mind, never mind!"
Zhou Chen gritted his teeth and said, "There's no time to waste, I'll ask first and then..."
"Look, am I any good?" Si Jin pressed down on the person's hand a little harder, asking with a smile.
For some reason, Zhou Chen always felt pressured, as if he had to choose me.
"Huh?" Zhou Chen scratched his head: "Okay, it's just one shot anyway, I'll go find you a costume."
He was still rubbing his shoulder when he left. President Jin has such a strong grip, he looks really intimidating. Speaking of which, between him and Xiao Linyuan, who is the dominant one?
Zhou Chen couldn't understand it, and not wanting to delay Xiao Linyuan's filming, he quickly found the same black trench coat and handed the prop pistol to Si Jin.
In front of the camera, Xiao Linyuan was deeply immersed in his performance, his eyes unusually reddening. After taking down the last "enemy," he gripped his gun and turned around.
At a glance, he was met with another dark, gleaming gun barrel; opposite the gun was Si Jin.
Xiao Linyuan was stunned for a moment, his pupils suddenly contracting—wasn't she an actress? How come it's Jinjin?
Just as I was wondering what was going on, I saw Si Jin slowly raise his hand, chamber the gun, and read out the lines that were supposed to be in the script: "I'm sorry, I'm a police officer."
If the director hasn't yelled "Cheer," then the performance isn't over yet.
This production crew actually cast Jinjin to act opposite him...
Xiao Linyuan couldn't quite describe his feelings. He could barely manage to squeeze out a couple of tears when looking at other actors' faces, but when he looked at Jinjin, he didn't even need to prepare his emotions; a tear would naturally slide out from the corner of his eye.
The reason is simple: if he were to put himself in Jinjin's shoes, he wouldn't be able to bear such an ending.
With a "clatter," Xiao Linyuan dropped the gun from his hand and, following the script, slowly, slowly raised his hands.
His eyes were filled with despair, yet he was acting erratically.
He said, "Then what are you waiting for? Shoot! Don't make me look down on you."
"Okay, chirp—"
This scene was so good that not only the actors but even the director couldn't help but applaud.
It's true what they say, good looks have an advantage. Who doesn't love a beautiful woman crying? If this scene were shown, it would be legendary!
The box office will definitely be a huge hit!
Xiao Linyuan's performance has improved rapidly compared to yesterday.
The director stood up excitedly, about to say a few words of praise, when he saw Xiao Yingdi, who was usually aloof in front of the media, quickly take two steps forward and hug Si Jin's waist without any regard for her feelings.
Her chin rested naturally on the other person's shoulder, as if she had suffered a great injustice: "Don't point a gun at me, I'm so scared. My wrist injury hasn't healed yet, don't you care about me at all?"
director:……
What did he see?
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