I'm an acting genius

It is rumored that there is a miscellaneous artist who is good at all kinds of arts. He tans and trims hog skin and paints the facial features on it.

Xie Jingyang also traveled around the rivers and lakes under a pseudonym in the early years, so he naturally knew that this was not just a rumor, but when he saw someone this time, he immediately suspected whether someone was disguised.

However, upon inspection, nothing unusual was found.

Xie Jingyang frowned indistinctly.

Was he guessing wrong?Or is it a step too late, and the person has already changed back?

But after meeting those pale pupils, Xie Jingyang, who was thinking, froze.

This man seems really sick...

The skin that was originally as smooth as jade has lost its blood color, revealing a brittleness like white porcelain, even the color of the lips has faded, and the most beautiful color on the whole face is actually the side of the lower jaw that was pressed out by him The finger marks, the mottled red marks all the way down the neck, were finally covered by the black hair wet with cold sweat, and the red and black were mixed on the slender neck, which clearly impacted the vision.

And his eyes are no longer indifferent as usual, but revealing a little dazed, with a strange circle of red around his eyes, he can even see the slightly drooping eyelashes trembling up and down from such a close distance. , as if he would be overwhelmed in the next moment, causing broken drops of water to overflow from the corners of his eyes.

But under this fragile and fragile appearance, the tenacity like bamboo is more and more highlighted.

Maybe it's because of the demeanor that doesn't show any embarrassment even after the serious illness, or maybe it's the spine that is still straight despite the obvious loss of eyesight...

Such a stark contrast makes people unexpectedly have a secret desire to destroy.

——I wanted to find out to what extent he was forced to make him completely unable to maintain this calm appearance.

Xie Jingyang's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he immediately turned his head, took a step back, half turned around, and ordered the following servants to invite the doctor.

After that, he regained his composure, saluted halfway, and said in a slightly stiff tone: "I'm in a hurry, I don't intend to offend, sir, please forgive me."

Xie Jingyang didn't care if he didn't hear a response for a while.This time is enough for him to calm down from those slightly embarrassing scenes just now, and he made another accusation, and prepared to retreat to the outside room for a while.

But just as he took a step, a hand wrapped around his wrist.

The pulse gate was touched, completely subconsciously, Xie Jingyang buckled his backhand, twisted with the movement of turning around, and after a toothache sound of joint dislocation, Ning Kezhi, who had just been dragged down, was grabbed by the neck and held down bed.

All these actions happened too fast, making Ning Kezhi's chaotic mind due to illness even more unable to deal with the current situation, and his eyes were not just blurred, but like a TV with a bad signal, the screen went black for a while, White screen for a while, and snowflakes for a while.

But regardless of the black and white screen or snowflakes, the countdown given by the system is particularly eye-catching.

[a flash of inspiration]

It is a one-time skill drawn out by lottery when Ning Kezhi completed the plot points just now. Its function is to greatly improve the host's quality in a specific aspect within 30 seconds, and this "specific aspect" depends on the host's willingness to use the skill.

After Ning Kezhi asked about the "specific aspect" of the system, including "acting skills", he used it neatly.

——Is there anything more touching than being obsessed with someone even when you are so ill that your consciousness is blurred?

He vaguely had this kind of thought before, but because of his acting skills that were evaluated as "sloppy" by the system, he didn't dare to act lightly, for fear of self-defeating and screwing up.

But now it's different with this skill!

Timely rain!If you don't use it now, when should you wait? !

30 seconds.

Enough for him to finish his lines and have some left over.

As for after the skill ends?

Can't he pretend to be dizzy if he doesn't act well?Anyway, with his current physical condition, it's not surprising that he fainted at any time.

After making a decision, I would rather stick than dawdle.

He organized his lines, recalled a few dog blood online dramas he had watched in the past, and chose to use the skill while silently reciting "acting skills".

However, he never expected that it would be so unfavorable to be a teacher.

Before he could say a word, he was grabbed by the neck and pushed down on the bed.

——What's the situation?

He is playing the role of a dog licking who is still deeply in love even though he is seriously ill, right?It's not an assassin who hides his identity, right?

Ning Kezhi was in a daze for a moment, the skill countdown was already halfway through, and he immediately didn't care about analyzing what happened just now, so he could only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor and continue acting according to the previous script.

Fortunately, with buff at the moment, he arranged the script and seemed to know what to do naturally.

His right hand lost consciousness, and he couldn't count on it at all. Ning Kezhi awkwardly used his left hand, and hooked his fingertips down a little bit, trying to touch the fingers that clasped his wrist, but he completely ignored the other party and grabbed him. Dangerous movement of the neck, just focus on the face of the person in front of him.

The force on the neck oppressed the throat, making it difficult to speak, but Ning Kezhi managed to squeeze out the words, "Don't...don't go..."

then……

its stuck.

Ning Kezhi: [! ! ! ]

He forgot the name of the protagonist Gong!

Ning Kezhi felt that he couldn't be blamed for this. The relationship between him and the protagonist Gong was far from being close enough to call each other names. People usually called each other "General Xie" and "Mr. Ning" face to face, but Ning Kezhi usually called him "General Xie" or "Mr. When talking with the system, they always use "protagonist Gong" to refer to it... Therefore, the last time he saw the name of the protagonist Gong was when he first came to this world to accept the plot of the original book half a year ago.

He's not a big guy with an unforgettable memory, isn't it normal to forget?

Seeing the countdown of skills that have become single digits.

Ning Kezhi wailed inwardly: [Hurry up, all systems, please help! ]

The system is still very reliable at this critical moment, almost as soon as Ning Kezhi's voice for help fell, a translucent interface like the lottery turntable appeared in front of his eyes, and a line of calligraphy quickly appeared on it.

Ning Kezhi also mastered part of the original owner's skills when he was thrown into this body. Now he can naturally see that these three characters are written like dragons and snakes, and their momentum is extraordinary, but he is not in the mood to appreciate them at all, and his eyes are full of "saved" Already" these three characters.

——[Xie Jingxiang]

Under the prompt of the system, Ning Ke spat out the name of the last two characters like a gossamer, "Jing...Details..."

When he said this, his eyes were almost enthusiastic, as if the name of these two characters could become all his support.

Thanks to the skill buff added, even though Ning Kezhi's heart was overwhelmed just now, his face was still full of affection, and his eyes were fixed on the protagonist Gong's face, as if he wanted to engrave this face deeply in his mind.

Stuck at the time when the skill countdown had reached zero, Ning Kezhi closed his eyes without hesitation and pretended to be unconscious.

Ning Kezhi is still self-aware of her acting skills, she is nothing without the skill bonus.

It would be better if the atmosphere created with great difficulty was destroyed, and it would be more appropriate for him to just go into a coma.

——When you wake up, you can completely push things to the truth when you are in a trance.

Ning Kezhi secretly gave himself a thumbs-up of "Huan Huan Tong" in his heart.

What a little genius he is!

Ning Kezhi originally planned to "pretend" to be in a coma, but his current body is already weak, and he suffered from that sudden impact just now, his brain was severely dizzy, and he was only able to speak clearly just now, it was purely due to the bonus of skill buffs and suspension. He took a deep breath, and as soon as he relaxed at the moment, he actually passed out.

Ning Kezhi simply passed out, but Xie Jingyang froze in place.

That fiery, almost burning...love?

It is admiration.

Xie Jingyang hesitated for a moment, and gave an affirmative answer in his heart.

Although he hadn't experienced it, the emotion that was revealed was too warm and irrefutable, almost blatantly announcing his own existence.

But he was unexpectedly confused——

What kind of feelings can make people completely change into another look?

This Mr. Ning has lived in the mansion for half a year, so he dare not say he understands him, but Xie Jingyang still knows a little about his temperament.

This person doesn't show any arrogance on the outside, and treats others, even the rough servants of the sweeper, with gentleness and courtesy, but the indifference, or "indifference" in his bones, cannot be concealed.

He sees the world as if it is condescending and separated by a layer, so in his eyes, the princes and marquises are the same as the envoys and servants.

The arrogance exuded from the bones like this has reached the point where it can be called "crazy life".

But would such a person be so enthusiastic?

That invisible barrier was finally broken, but it seemed as if it was going to engulf and burn the witnesses together.

Brilliant, warm, like burning life.

And what he just called—

Jing, Jing... Love?

The voice was too weak, and Xie Jingyang couldn't be quite sure what he was talking about right now.

But the mood is lifted from the momentary shock.

Xie Jingyang knew clearly that even if the other party really looked at him and called out those two names, it was definitely not him.

It's impossible to hide such a passionate feeling that seems to be burning...

When he gets along with Mr. Ning on weekdays, he doesn't feel the slightest bit.

Is this Mr. Ning planning to come to Xie Mansion related to that person?

……

Xie Jingyang was frowning and thinking, but a heavy cough came from beside him.

Doctor Baixu put the medicine box on the ground with great movements, and looked here with a dark face.

Seeing Xie Jingyang turn his head to look over, the old doctor snorted coldly, "Do you want to clear away the heat? Or refresh your mind?"

He lit up the knife used to deal with the herbs again, "If it's just cut clean, it'll be all over!"

After he finished these two sentences, the medicine boy who was chasing after him came late, and chased after panting: "Master, please slow down!"

While taking things out of the medicine box, the old doctor scolded without turning his head, "Slow down! Can the patients wait?! If you really groan like you, people don't know how many people died. Back and forth!!"

At this moment, the little drug boy couldn't listen to the teacher's teaching at all. He stared dumbfounded at the two overlapping figures on the bed, and stuttered, "General... general?!"

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should drag Master out to avoid it.