Pick up a ghost king boyfriend

Fang Chuhan finally breathed a sigh of relief when the bullet train arrived at the train station in City A. With the dark circles under his eyes caused by years of lack of sleep, he took the subway three times and arrived at the set.

The actor and executive director Wu Xiang has been waiting impatiently, the third male role is not too small, although the person recommended is Professor Yang from the Department of Acting.But he still had to take a look at the real person before he could rest assured.

When Fang Chuhan entered the hotel, the big black hat with a hoodie was still on his head, the rope was tied tightly, and his clothes were covered with ashes from sitting on the floor of the carriage.

Watching director Wu Xiang's heart sank, this teacher Yang recommended to his students, why is it like this?It looks even more shabby than the group performance.Although the male third does not have many roles, he is an important promoter of the plot.

"You...are Fang Chuhan?" Director Wu Xiang couldn't believe it, and asked with a glimmer of hope.

The hotel is located in the center of the city. There are people coming and going in the lobby, and there are no ghosts. Fang Chuhan stared at the dark circles under his eyes, looked around repeatedly, and then remembered to respond to Wu Xiang.

"Director Wu...Hi! I am the actor recommended by Professor Yang...Fang Chuhan." Upon hearing Fang Chuhan's response, director Wu Xiang slapped Fang Chuhan's forehead with his big hand and sighed "Ouch!"

Due to time constraints, Wu Xiang couldn't find a better replacement, so he had to arrange an assistant to take him to the scene.

Half an hour later, Fang Chuhan, who had put on makeup and changed clothes, stood in front of the camera, but Wu Xiang, who was beside the chief director, did not recognize him.

At this moment, Fang Chuhan didn't look ashamed at all.The chestnut-colored hair with a bit of natural curl flutters in the wind, fluffy and fluffy on the full forehead, a pair of eyes are black, bright and moist, but the corners of the eyes are phoenix eyes, even with foundation, they can't cover the deep dark circles, but in Four words exploded in the minds of everyone present: stunningly beautiful.

This scene is about the third male who is wearing casual clothes on vacation, reading a book and drinking coffee in a bookstore.

The second girl, who misidentified him, saw his chestnut hair and thought he was a commercial model.

Pull him up and rush out, saying in his mouth: "The time has advanced, I am the BD who just talked to you on the phone."

Just like that, the 180-meter male third was stuffed into the co-driver of a Mini Cooper, feeling the rampant driving skills of the second female, which opened up the fate of the two.

In the whole scene, Fang Chuhan's character's emotional handling is very delicate, and his expressions are in place.Han Yiyi is another talented newcomer actor, and the two performed in one go, with a natural rhythm.

Chief director Yang Yi looked at the monitor and nodded slightly, while praising: "This kid is not bad, why haven't I seen a movie before?"

The actor executive director Wu Xiang looked at Yang Yi, a little confused about the way inside, thinking about this person, isn't your mother recommending him, are you pretending not to know him to avoid suspicion?Or something else?And when he thought about how good-looking he was, but he was dressed like that just now, and came to see me without any respect at all, he couldn't help but dislike Chu Han even more in his heart.

Han Yiyi, on the other hand, looked at Chu Han differently. During the intermission, when he walked over, the other party Chu Han stretched out his hand: "Hi, my name is Han Yiyi, you are doing well today."

Fang Chuhan also stretched out his hand and shook it back: "You too, I have watched your performance of "Chu River", the lines are great."

"Thank you!" Han Yiyi smiled and saw Fang Chuhan's neckline unbuttoned because of the heat.

Pointing to his neck, he asked puzzledly, "Are these decorations or beliefs?"

Fang Chuhan looked at the amulets and pendants that he hadn't taken off after the train got off, and looked at the scorching sun in August, and said with a smile: "Life-saving talisman." He took them all off.

A piece of jade pendant, the rope was hooked on the body by a clothes button, and the executive director over there shouted.Fang Chuhan didn't check carefully, so he hurriedly buttoned up his clothes and went over to start filming.

"Han Yiyi, you have to drive quickly to show the character and emotions of the characters. Fang Chuhan expressed the psychological process of wanting to explore competing products after being puzzled at first, but later hearing that it was a competitor's commercial shooting."

The two nodded, and as the director entered the green box to prepare to start filming, the interior of the green box was obviously cooler than the outside, and the entire four sides were surrounded to avoid being disturbed.Fang Chuhan's expression became tense.

"Action!" Director Yang Yi gestured, and the executive director called to start shooting.

Han Yiyi sat in the Mini Cooper, stepped on the gas pedal fiercely, turned several times, and slammed Fang Chuhan into the car door. Just as Fang Chuhan was making a sharp turn, when Fang Chuhan stepped on the car door again, a grimace suddenly landed on the window glass , a hole in the forehead, blood clots sticky nearby, like the soul that died in a car accident.

Fang Chuhan tried his best to resist the urge to scream, but he couldn't hold back the expression on his face.

"Crap!" Yang Yi dropped the earphones and cursed at Fang Chuhan, "Fang Chuhan, you are frightened at this time, not frightened, your expression is not Forza, but hell!"

The ghost saw that the car that was spinning its wheels on the track had stopped moving. It slowly climbed onto the hood and poked its head in through the front windshield. Fang Chuhan screamed in fright and frantically went to unfasten his seat belt.

Director Yang Yi thought he was trying to perform, and his brows furrowed even deeper: "What kind of messy interpretation, if you don't understand well, get the hell out of here!"

The executive director came up to persuade everyone to take a break first.

Fang Chuhan didn't seem to hear the director's scolding and the executive director's hint at all.He was still trying his best to pull the seat belt, and in the life of "Ka", when the seat belt was undone, the face of the dead ghost was completely close together, and the unknown object dripped outward along the hole in his forehead , he clasped the back of the chair with both hands, and pressed his back tightly against it, turning his face to one side and sticking it against the headrest of the chair.The whole person is so tense that it seems that the string has been pulled to the tightest, and it may break immediately.

"Are you okay?" Han Yiyi felt that Fang Chuhan was not acting. His clothes were already soaked in cold sweat. After thinking about it, she felt that Fang Chuhan might be claustrophobic, so she simply kicked the accelerator and reversed the car to the outside of the green box. out.

She kindly wanted to speed up and get Fang Chuhan out of the confined space, but she didn't expect that she reversed the accelerator and threw Fang Chuhan directly at the head of the ghost that killed him. Seeing that he was about to pass through the head of the ghost, he was so scared that he put his hands on his head, shutting his eyes tightly, and uttering a piercing cry of terror,

At the same time, the jade button hooked by the rope was thrown on the front windshield by the force of the accelerator while he was screaming, and was shattered into powder. Spread out, extend in all directions, until there is no edge, and then gradually disappear.

Han Yiyi couldn't see the halo, but she was very surprised by Fang Chuhan's reaction, so she could only open the car door, trying to leave him to calm down.

The moment she left, the silver-haired man who had appeared on the train came out of the disappearing halo, and pointed a finger at the dead ghost who was trying to move forward, but the ghost didn't even have time to make a sound. Just by the finger of the silver-haired man, it was shattered into pieces and dissipated in the air.

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