Rebirth of the absolute actor

Cao Junping smiled, and took back the cup, whether intentionally or not, his hand brushed Wei Muyang's lips lightly when he took it back.

Wei Muyang instinctively lifted his head back, and the chains above his head suddenly made a crisp knocking sound.

"What's the matter? Are you okay?" Hearing the crisp sound, Cao Junping's eyes flashed a look of sullenness, but his face remained gentle.

But such a little touch, just hide like this, wait a while...

Wei Muyang didn't see the annoyance in the other party's eyes, he smiled a little embarrassedly, "I forgot to put on this thong, and the movements became a little louder for a while."

Cao Xiuping didn't comment on his left and right words, but just smiled meaningfully and cast a wink at Feng Yuanchao.

"Okay, okay, let's continue."

Shooting starts again.

Standing in front of Lian Xuefeng, Leng Hongyun's eyes were full of hatred, "Once upon a time, I treated you as a brother and took good care of you, but I never thought that you would kill Xi'er cruelly, tell me why you did this!"

Without waiting for Lian Xuefeng to speak, he "slapped" the whip and swung it out viciously.

Lian Xuefeng's body was jerked, but his eyes were still full of coldness, as if he was not the one being whipped.

"Speak! You speak!"

Enraged by the other party's silence, Leng Hongyun poured blood into his pupils, and the next moment, the whipping sound of Perak Bala resounded non-stop. In the dungeon, a scene of blood-spitting atrocities continued.

No matter how proud he is, facing such successive tortures, Lian Xuefeng's frail body that has been crippled in kung fu is gradually failing.

With the sound of whipping, his originally high head finally slowly lowered, and the body that insisted on straightening his back gradually lost the power of resistance, and finally collapsed in mid-air, but even so, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed. , the sneering light in his eyes never faded away.

With a "snap", the next second, a bucket of ice water was splashed on his body. Shocked by the cold, Lian Xuefeng suddenly raised his head.

"Do you think that if you faint, I can't do anything about you?"

Standing in front of him, Leng Hongyun didn't have any warmth in his eyes. He pressed his whip against the opponent's jaw, and with a little force, he forced the opponent to raise his head.

Lian Xuefeng trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, just when Leng Hongyun thought he was about to confess, he smiled faintly.

"That's it? It's just such a trick, there is no other skill."

Although the words were light, the contempt in them was extremely clear.

As if enraged, he slapped him hard on the face with a "slap", Lian Xuefeng's whole head was turned to the right, and there was a buzzing sound in his head.

Why... did he really do it?

Is it in the play?Or miss?

Feeling the pain coming from his mouth, Wei Muyang frowned, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, but he didn't hear the director's voice to stop, he calmed down and turned his head away.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the red light, which represented that the camera was working, was flashing.

Filming continues.

Then he couldn't ruin this scene. After thinking about this, Wei Muyang sorted out his mood and returned to his role.

"A slap..." He suddenly laughed, "A slap is nothing, it doesn't hurt, if you have the ability, you should stab my heart. Only in this way can you avenge your little lover, right? What? , Hero Leng, dare not make a move?"

Amidst his outrageous laughter, Leng Hongyun suddenly took a step back and looked at Lian Xuefeng coldly.

Although a person who is firmly bound looks so fragile, he seems to be so strong. Even though he is trapped in heavy shackles, his awe-inspiring expression is not affected in the slightest.

How can I break this arrogance...

Leng Hongyun's eyes narrowed slightly, but he threw the whip with his right hand. The next moment, he pulled out the sword he was wearing from his waist.

The fire flashed, and in an instant, the sword glowed brightly.

A look of anticipation flashed in Lian Xuefeng's eyes.

"As a devil, you really have a tougher mouth than ordinary people." Taking a step forward, Leng Hongyun's face was full of coldness, "I want to see, in the face of life and death, is your body also the same?" As strong as your mouth!"

The sharp sword light landed on Lian Xuefeng's chest, and the next moment, as the sword tip slid, Lian Xuefeng's torn clothes were cut open, revealing his thin and white upper body.

"Enough!" At this moment, a loud shout sounded from the cell door.

"Card!" Feng Yuanchao jumped up again, "Very good, wait a minute, I'll watch the replay."

Seeing everyone rushing up one after another, Wei Muyang heaved a sigh of relief.

According to his judgment, this scene should be able to pass, and in this case, he can also be put down and relax his muscles and bones.

However, he didn't notice that Cao Junping, who also walked over to watch together, exchanged a meaningful look with Feng Yuanchao.

"Everyone step aside, this scene may have to be re-shot."

To Wei Muyang's surprise, after 5 minutes, Feng Yuanchao stood up and said this sentence suddenly.

"Deputy Director Feng, what's wrong?"

Wei Muyang frowned and asked.

In the scene just now, whether it was expression, movement, or emotion, he felt that there was nothing wrong with him, and there was nothing wrong with Cao Junping's performance, so why did he retake it?

"Emotionally, it's still a little weaker."

Feng Yuanchao turned around and said to Cao Junping: "Brother Cao, Leng Hongyun should be very resentful when he sees the murder of his wife and enemy. On this point, your performance is not fierce enough, you can deepen it."

He also said to Wei Muyang: "Xiao Wei, your performance is generally acceptable, but there is a little arrogance, and the arrogance can be a little more. You must know that as the leader of the Demon Cult, that kind of arrogance is in your bones. Just now you showed It’s not perfect, it can be better.”

Wei Muyang frowned, but didn't speak any more.

Everyone sees things differently. Although he is confident in his performance, he has not seen the small screen and cannot question the director's vision.

Forget it, anyway, it's not too much trouble to do it again.

"Is there any problem with you two? Then do it again, starting from xx."

However, the next filming was strangely sluggish. Three times in a row, Cao Junping got stuck on his lines.

The atmosphere in the dungeon suddenly became strange.

Wei Muyang felt a little impatient. If it was normal, he wouldn't mind coming a few more times. Anyway, he used to act with newcomers, and he often encountered this kind of situation, but today is different. He was locked on the torture device, exhausted. The level is several times higher than usual.

But it was hard for him to say anything about other people's faults. After thinking about it, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

And at the same time, there was Eva who frowned.

She glanced at Cao Junping, saw him sitting aside with a serious face, thought for a while, and walked in front of Wei Muyang.

"Ayang, do you have any questions, or, I'll tell the director, come down and have a rest first."

Although she has no experience in the situation, seeing the tiredness in Wei Muyang's eyes, Eva felt deeply heartbroken. If it wasn't for Ayang's dedication to work, she would have asked the director to rest.

After being hung for so long, although it was only a formality, the exhaustion of the body was still felt all the time, and I really wanted to take a good rest for a while.

But looking at the field, Wei Muyang still held back the thoughts in his heart.

It is easy to untie him, but it is troublesome to restore it. It takes a long time to put the torture device back on, and to restore everything to the same as before, it will not be done in a short time.

And for Cao Junping, this kind of behavior is also a naked slap in the face. When he came down to rest, he obviously didn't believe that he could quickly adjust his state.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Cao Junping, measured the time the other party might need, and said, "Forget it, he probably didn't perform well for a while, and it should be soon, Sister Eva, I'm fine."

Although there was still worry in Eva's eyes, but hearing what Wei Muyang said, she could only forget it.

"Well, I'll wait a little longer. If he fails a few more times, I'm really going to ask the director. People are not made of iron. Even if you are young, you can't make such a fuss."

But here, Cao Junping still had a gloomy face, and with his stern face, everyone carefully relaxed his hands and feet. Even Feng Yuanchao didn't have the attitude just now.

Sun Da rolled his eyes, walked up gently, and said something in Feng Yuanchao's ear.

After hearing this, Feng Yuanchao pondered for a while, then suddenly stood up and made a call.

"Clear the scene now. All the people who have nothing to do with the scene should go out. Only the actors and necessary staff are left here. Everyone else is not allowed to stay on the scene."

Those who understand will soon understand the meaning of these words. Director Feng is only afraid that the clearing of the venue is fake, and that there are too many people, and Cao Daxingxing will lose face, which is the truth.

Immediately, those with quick wits retreated quickly, while the rest, reminded by mutual glances, also gradually retreated.

Eva originally wanted to stay where she was, but seeing that Sun Dadu had left here, she hesitated for a moment, and after exchanging glances with Wei Muyang, she had no choice but to back out.

All of a sudden, the originally overcrowded dungeon suddenly became deserted.

As the door was slammed shut, Cao Junping raised a ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth.

Wei Muyang was still hung on the torture rack, his arms were a little sore, and he moved his body slightly, but seeing the elongated figure on the ground reflected by the torch behind him, for some reason, he suddenly felt a wave of pain in his heart. Unknown feeling.

Frowning, he looked up and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

At this time, Cao Junping had already stood up, and he strode over while saying, "Director, I'm ready, can I continue?"

What Feng Yuanchao answered was just a laugh.

"Brother Cao, you are really dedicated, there is no one here, it's time to let go, just let go."