Characters can never be broken

Opal and Octopus went back to the hotel, and they B? dawdled for a while, and there was already? nothing? people in the hotel.

Opal swiped his card to go back to his own floor before stepping out of the elevator, when suddenly he heard a sound of "Kang Dang", and he subconsciously stopped.

The octopus behind him probed: "Did you hear? Did you hear? What? Is there any sound?"

Opal nodded slowly.

Under the dim and ambiguous light, the voice rang out again, "Kang Dang?", "Kang Dang?", with a strange sense of rhythm, they rang out again and again.

Opal took a step forward, Octopus followed closely behind, his voice was a little nervous: "Don't you? Rent a haunted hotel for cheap, right?"

Opal raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Octopus retorted on the spot: "I'm afraid of a ghost!"

Opal laughed. He gradually approached the corner where the strange sound was coming from, poked his head forward, and looked at each other for a while. The person who came came scolded: "What are you doing! Are you trying to scare people? "

Octopus jumped out: "Guess it's intentional to scare people! What are you doing? Bang Dang? Bang Dang? You're Thomas the Tank Engine!"

Xie Ying, who was sitting in a wheelchair, rolled his eyes. He stood up, lifted his wheelchair with one hand, and went back to the room without saying a word.

Opal stopped him: "Are you nervous? Brother Xie."

Xie Ying put the wheelchair down heavily, and breathed out his nose: "What do you think? Old? Are you special? It's the first time to perform a literary play!"

"Let me tell you that it's too late for you to regret it now."

Opal rubbed his chin: "I regret it now...you can't play martial arts, I B? This is a sports theme."

"I'd rather give you a handstand with a wheelchair." Xie Ying sighed, and scratched her hair irritably, "Can't I read? Okay? Lines! I've acted in so many plays, and the lines are always like that? A few words, I ..."

Bazhuo asked with great interest: "Which sentences?"

Xie Ying counted with her fingers: "'Don't run', 'You're looking for death', 'Should die'..."

Opal burst out laughing, he raised the popsicle in his hand: "Do you want to eat popsicles?"

Xie Ying stretched out his hand, and Opal took back the bag: "It's been outside for so long, it's probably broken, come in, I'll freeze it before I eat it for you."

Xie Ying hesitated for a moment, probably wanting to say that's okay? Eat, Bazhuo has already hooked him up like a brother and sister: "Okay, come in and play for a while, there's nothing to do anyway."

Opal threw the popsicle into the refrigerator, took out the script, and made a phone call first.

The two of them were in a hurry to talk to him, and listened to what he said.

He seemed to be on the phone with the screenwriter. He took the script and talked about the bathroom scene that he had imagined before.

Opal hung up the phone and turned around, Bazhuo and Xie Ying were standing behind him, listening with gusto.

Are you laughing or crying? Opal: "What are you doing?"

Xie Ying withdrew his gaze: "You B? Don't you have any screenwriters? Are you with the team? No? Could it be you trying to save money?"

Opal rolled his eyes: "How much am I in your B? eyes? He has a job, so please don't take such a long vacation."

"In a few days, our B? old friend, the cross-talk team will come to visit the class. I will ask him B? to wait a few more days. It's best to come on the day of the competition. I can put him in the audience to make an Easter egg. "

Eight Claws nodded seriously: "He B? One of them is quite egg-like in size."

Xie Ying seemed to be more interested in screenwriters: "What do screenwriters do? Work?"

Opal: "Teacher, physical education teacher."

Bazhuo saw the ghostly expression on his face: "No? Isn't it? Our B? The script was written by the physical education teacher? Isn't this? It's the same as the Chinese language is taught by the physical education teacher?"

Opal kicked him and asked him to move over and point his seat: "What do you know? He is a retired athlete. He wrote it based on his own experience, with real feelings, so he is sincere and understands. ?"

"Besides, what's wrong with the physical education teacher? He's still the class teacher."

Bazhuo nodded: "So your script is like a monk's temple, not to mention the emotional line, it doesn't even have a female character, is it also his realistic writing?"

Opal shook his legs: "No? There is no emotional line at all, isn't Xie Ying? Is there an emotional line?"

Bazhuo looked at Xie Ying in shock: "What?? The only person in my B? crew who has a relationship line? Is brother Xie in a wheelchair?"

"What about emotional scenes? Shooting? He's in a wheelchair, and the heroine sits on his lap and rests her head on his chest? No? No? That's fine..."

Opal looked at Bazhuo with a strange pity in his eyes: "Brother Zaw, tell me honestly, won't you be lonely? You haven't been in a relationship yet, have you?"

"Huh?" Octopus looked insulted, "Can't you see me? B? Rapstar? What about me? Maybe I haven't been in love! I've been in love eight hundred times!"

Xie Ying sneered: "You sit in a wheelchair and have a look."

"Sit and sit!" Bazhuo shook his head confidently, Da Lala sat down, and raised his eyes provocatively at him, "I sat, and then what?"

Xie Ying sat down on his lap?

"Ah—" Octopus let out a scream, "Murder, you are murder!"

Opal made a gesture to him: "Look up, Brother Claw, but anyone whose height is over one meter cannot sit on your lap. Maybe they can put their head on your chest."

Bazhuo Wuyan raised his head and looked at Xie Ying who was much taller than him, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Let's discuss this matter, okay? Tell Yu Xiangxing."

Opal asked curiously: "Why?"

Bazhuo was heartbroken: "When I was young, I bragged to him that I was a well-known scumbag in the Kazakh circle."

Opal: "..."

"Why!" Bazhuo looked agitated by his B? eyes, "I was young at that time! Yu Xiangxing hadn't entered the entertainment circle at that time! I just lied to children!"

Opal shook his head, Xie Ying sneered, stood up and sat on the sofa: "What's the matter? Okay? Bragging."

Bazhuo looked convinced: "What's wrong, have you ever had a date?"

Xie Ying snorted: "I'm acquainted? I want to return the kiss."

Bazhuo looked shocked: "Don't you? Will you tell me that all the children in the family go to kindergarten?"

Xie Ying touched her head depressedly: "People don't like me."

"He wants to find a doctor, teacher, and civil servant. In his eyes, someone like me looks like a street scammer."

Bazhuo couldn't help laughing, he raised his eyebrows at Opal: "What about you? Don't you act in emotional scenes? Forget it!"

Opal propped his chin confidently: "I'm almost there."

Bazhuo didn't expect it? He would say this answer, and couldn't help but be speechless: "You can say that, do you still want to be shameless?"

"Is it possible to fall in love with shame?" Opal tilted his head, no? He dismissed it, "I have long since given up shame."

Eight claws respectful? Respect: "Okay, you are awesome."

"No? Brother Xie's love scene and? Who? I didn't see it? You B? There are actresses in the crew."

Opal responded: "Hey? Brother Tang."

Xie Ying subconsciously tensed up, and Opal waved his hand again, "Oh, did I mean it? It's that emotional scene, it's that emotional scene, you know what I mean?"

"Oh, there is no love line?" Bazhuo probed curiously.

"It's not in the script." Opal leaned back, "But I don't think so? Is it? It can be. Anyway, I only want the explosive power. I don't care if Brother Xie substitutes love or friendship."

"Brother Xie, did you hear what this insidious man meant?" Bazhuo narrowed his eyes, "What he meant was that if someone came to eat your CP at the time, wouldn't it? It's none of his business. It's your own problem."

Unexpectedly, Xie Ying was neither angry nor answered, he was a little lost: "...I'll go back now?"

Opal stood up: "Take a popsicle and go back?"

He just opened the refrigerator, and he paused.

How about Octopus? Asked curiously: "Why?"

Opal turned back stiffly: "It's over, I put the popsicles to keep them fresh."

Bazhuo gave him a thumbs up: "Bull."

Xie Ying didn't take the opportunity to laugh at him, but just shook his head: "Then don't? Eat."

He left the room alone.

Opal watched him leave, and Octopus asked curiously, "What happened to him?"

"Nervous." Opal responded, and he closed his eyes slightly, "Actually, I am also nervous."

"This is an opportunity for everyone to turn around, and everyone is holding their breath."

"Octopus, I always feel that I can win."

"Huh?" Bazhuo looked at him inexplicably.

"He is the most suitable actor, and he can find what he needs from each character." Opal stood at the window, and he could see the training base from a distance. architecture.

Opal didn't know what he was looking at either? "If Xie Ying wants to take a step forward, he must challenge the literary drama. Can't he always avoid the lines and have to let go of himself?"

"Little Brother Tang, he has been famous for too long. Since he was a child actor, he has been recognized as an amazing villain, and the roles given to him are similar. A forbearing, deep and powerful villain, he can easily Good ride, but I think he's tired of it too."

"It's been a long time since he had such a role where he was sweating and rolling on the ground."

"And Shen Yao."

"He has? Made all the preparations, there is only one opportunity missing."

What's more, Opal felt that it was time for him to bear the hardships.He will definitely move forward, and Opal wants to push him, or in other words, he hopes that the person who can push him is him.

Opal laughed, "Hey, can I become a big shot in the future? You see, I'm biased. I always hope that everyone can get it? What?"

Bazhuo squatted next to him, and then laughed: "No? It's good?"

Opal suddenly turned around: "Miss Xiaoyu, you?"

Bazhuo looked like his tail was stepped on: "Go? Yours, who misses him, do you miss Shen Yao?"

"I think! I think frankly." Opal said confidently, "Do you dare to admit it?"

Octopus: "..."

Bazhuo turned around and ran away, "I'm not? I'm as knowledgeable as you, and it's easy to be infected and thick-skinned if I mix with you."

Opal called him: "Don't you? Are you looking for inspiration? How? How is it? Is there anything? Have a preliminary idea?"

"No." Bazhuo put his hands in his pockets, "No? But I have an inspiration for a love song, do you consider getting married with Shen Yao? Would you like to charge money to make a cameo appearance in the MV?"

The author has something to say: Don't look down on the physical education teacher's script!