Young Master Qin Keeps Coveting Me After I Beat Him Up

The next afternoon, on the way back to the imperial capital after filming the show, Jiang Xun received a call from Wang Yicheng.

"In the new drama directed by Chen Zilong, there is a character who is a murderer with anti-social personality. Are you interested in trying the drama?" Wang Yicheng said.

"Okay." The murder scene is very simple for her.

"..." Wang Yicheng was worried that Jiang Xun didn't know the specific situation of this character, so he said, "Jiang Xun, this character is not the main character, but a third or fourth character. Second, it is a murderer with anti-social personality. Human nature, the kind that kills even the closest relatives, is very difficult to perform, so Director Chen has not found a suitable candidate for a long time. It is certain that the acting is not good and the acting skills are poor. hate."

"Besides, you just played a villain killer, and then you played a murderer." Wang Yicheng said, "It may damage your image."

"If I act realistically, will I be scolded?" Jiang Xun only cares about this.

"Of course." Wang Yicheng didn't dare to think, "Probably he will be hated so much."

"Then I must try." Wang Yicheng couldn't see it, Jiang Xun's eyes lit up, he could only hear Jiang Xun's extremely serious voice through the mobile phone, "How can you pick and choose and only play the character you set up?" What about progress? Now that I am acting, I must become a real actor!"

It's not because of her merits!

Wang Yicheng sighed, "Why don't you say that you can be admitted to Beijing University! You are more enlightened than others!"

He was completely convinced, "I'll confirm with Director Chen the time for your audition."

After fooling Wang Yicheng, Jiang Xun was determined to get this role.

She seemed to have seen a lot of merit points rushing towards her.

Jiang Xun and Qin Mufeng entered the house one after the other.

The sound of closing the door just came from behind, and Jiang Xun was pressed against the wall.

Even Jiang Xun, who was so fast, couldn't react in time.

Immediately afterwards, the breath with the aroma of cedar came out like a volcanic eruption, burning her face.

The burning lips pressed against her, and the short sword sank into the scabbard, occupying it full.

Jiang Xun's mouth was open, completely unable to control himself, like a port facing the wind and waves, being slapped and swept over and over again.

After the squally showers, the rain hits the plantains.

Qin Mufeng clung to her with nostalgia and refused to leave, and whispered to her with velvety, hot, thin lips, "You are not at home on weekends, and I am here by myself. Time passes so slowly. I want to find you, but I am worried that it will affect you." shoot."

Qin Mufeng's hoarse and hot voice was still full of grievances, and his two hands unconsciously pinched her tight waist gently on her slender waist.

How could Jiang Xun withstand Qin Mufeng's fiery attack, and he suddenly felt that his fingers crossed her sweater at some point and burned her waist.

Reluctantly picking up his sliver of rationality, Jiang Xun searched his guts thinking about the books he had read, movies and TV dramas, and whether there was anything he could use now.

Suddenly, Jiang Xun thought of a word.

She was covered in mist, and stared at Qin Mufeng with lustful eyes, "Do you want to eat first, or eat me first?"

Qin Mufeng: "..."

Qin Mufeng bumped her and lifted her up, "What do you usually watch?"

Such a rustic thing can be said.

Jiang Xun tilted his head, slightly confused.

Her brain should be able to remember, but now that Qin Mufeng has been teased, she can barely recall it. It seems that in the last life in the last days, she moved books from an abandoned library back to the base, and read from one of the romance novels. arrived.

What's the name, given her current state, she can't remember it for the time being.

Qin Mufeng was so teased by her reaction, he hugged her tightly in his arms, lowered his head and buried his face in her shoulder.

Smelling the sweeter fragrance on her body, she said in a hoarse voice, "Stop flirting with me. With you, my self-control is actually not very strong."

Jiang Xun blushed, and finally realized what he had just said, kicked him lightly with the tip of his dangling toe,

"Then don't let me down."

In fact, with him, her self-control is not very strong.

Qin Mufeng took a deep breath before letting her go.

But because he didn't see her for a weekend, Qin Mufeng couldn't help being tired of her.

After eating, watching TV at night, Qin Mufeng also kept hugging her on the sofa and refused to let go.

It wasn't until it was time to go to bed that Qin Mufeng was reluctant to go back to him.

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Wang Yicheng and Chen Zilong finalized the time for Jiang Xun's audition.

Set for Wednesday.

Fortunately, this time in the imperial capital, Jiang Xun didn't have to spend a lot of time on the road.

You can even go to the audition after class, without any delay.

Chen Zilong agreed to let Jiang Xun come to audition, purely to give Deng Xu an explanation.

Deng Xu hasn't sent him the clip of Jiang Xun's performance yet.

Anyway, he didn't have high expectations for Jiang Xun, so he picked a time to let Jiang Xun go through the motions, and then told Deng Xu so that Deng Xu didn't have to send the clip.

Jiang Xun came into the audition room, Chen Zilong remained polite and explained the scene to Jiang Xun.

"This murderer with antisocial personality is called Cheng Yao. Cheng Yao's father is a murderer with antisocial personality. He was caught in prison. Her mother took her to remarry and gave birth to a younger sister. The mother worried that Cheng Yao would inherit his father's genes. , so she was very strict with Cheng Yao since she was a child, a bit too strict. On the contrary, Cheng Yao's anti-social personality was forced out. Cheng Yao was very obedient at first, hoping to get her mother's approval. But no matter how well-behaved she was, her mother He is always very strict with her, defending her like a demon, and looks at her with hatred from time to time."

"Cheng Yao couldn't restrain herself anymore, so she brutally murdered her half-sister in front of her mother, driving her mother crazy, but locked her in her rented house, constantly torturing her spirit "Chen Zilong said, "When Cheng Yao killed her sister, her heart was happy, enjoyable, and full of the pleasure of revenge. But her sister, in fact, was kind to her since she was a child. Her mother was strict with her, but her sister always hugged her. He held her hand, relied on her, and gave her his favorite doll. After killing his sister, Cheng Yao threw that doll into her arms again."

"The part I want you to try is the part where Cheng Yao kills her sister in front of her mother."

"Okay." Jiang Xun nodded, "No lines?"

"No, this role has relatively high requirements for micro-expressions, so I need to focus on your interpretation of this role in terms of emotion."

"Understood."

Jiang Xun looked around. Besides Chen Zilong, there were also the casting director, assistant director, and Chen Zilong's assistant.

Because the other roles are almost chosen, only the role of Cheng Yao is missing.

So Jiang Xun was the only one who came to audition today.

It is impossible to temporarily hire an actor to help with the play like Deng Xu did.

Jiang Xun pointed to the air beside him, "Then I assume this is Cheng Yao's mother."

Jiang Xun planned to move a chair over there.

"No need." Chen Zilong's words made Jiang Xun stop, "Take me as Cheng Yao's mother, and act right in front of me. I can see it more intuitively."

Jiang Xun nodded, "Then I will start."

"Let's start." Chen Zilong said.

Jiang Xun's eyes suddenly changed. When he looked at Chen Zilong, there was expectation in his eyes and a slight smile, but there was no malice.

She walked to the door, made a movement to open it, and then reached out to grab the air and drag it over.

Chen Zilong somehow knew that Jiang Xun should be grabbing the hair of his imaginary younger sister.

Jiang Xun threw his "sister" away and took out a "dagger" from his back waist.

This non-actual performance has already surprised Chen Zilong a little.

Jiang Xun never said what the air she grabbed represented.

But people can understand what she is performing.

Seeing the drama in Jiang Xun's eyes, Chen Zilong's eyes lit up.

He interviewed a lot of actors, the same scene, when they came up, some had crazy eyes, some had perverted eyes, but none of them had expectations and smiles like Jiang Xun.

Such positive emotions were placed on Cheng Yao's psychological activities of wanting to kill her sister, which made people's scalp tingle inexplicably.

Jiang Xun squatted down, facing Chen Zilong, lowered his head and stabbed the air sister, and when he looked up at Chen Zilong, he showed a cute expression.

Then, one knife after another fell, and the speed became faster and faster.

The other hand pressed the air.

Chen Zilong could imagine his sister's struggle.

Jiang Xun's expression gradually became numb, and she thought of the people she had killed.

At the moment when they turned into zombies, they still retained a trace of humanity, still struggling, not wanting to die yet.

But she had to kill them at this time.

Even among them, there are her friends, her comrades-in-arms.

She has no relatives, these people are her relatives.

But she was not born an orphan, she had a mother until she was 4 years old.

Her father died shortly after her birth, so she has little memory of him.

In fact, the memory of four-year-old children is not deep.

But she can still remember it until now because her mother's death was too profound.

At that time, the federal government was immature, the dungeon was still under construction, and the system was not perfect.

There are a large number of refugees wandering outside the dungeon.

She and her mother were among them.

The refugees are trying their best to go to the dungeon, as long as they go in, they will be safe.

Her mother was also taking her to the dungeon.

It seemed that they were about to reach the underground city, only a short distance away.

The mother was bitten by a zombie.

Mother tried her best to still be rational, and when she hadn't changed, she hugged Jiang Xun and ran desperately.

Because during the process of transformation, she already had the rotten smell of zombies on her body, even if it was weak, zombies would not attack her.

In this way, the mother carried her to the gate of the city.

"I don't know how long I can keep my sanity." The mother's eyes were bloodshot, "I don't know if I can last until the city gate opens."

"Even if I'm not here, you have to be well." After finishing speaking, the mother took the dagger and planned to run a little farther to commit suicide.

She couldn't bear to let Jiang Xun see the scene of her committing suicide.

"No!" The four-year-old Jiang Xun got the strength out of nowhere, and snatched the dagger from his mother's hand.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!" cried the mother hastily, coming to grab the dagger.

Jiang Xun hid the dagger in his arms, the dagger was sharp.

Mother was afraid of hurting her, afraid that her bleeding would attract more zombies, so she didn't dare to rob her again.

With red eyes, the mother cried and said to her: "If I mutate, you must pierce between my eyebrows, you know? You know!"

Fearing that she would not agree, the mother exhausted her last rationale and yelled at Jiang Xun almost madly, "You must kill me! Pierce the center of the eyebrows! Pierce my head!"

Jiang Xun cried helplessly and shook his head.

The mother's voice suddenly changed, she couldn't speak, her eyes were blood red, and her skin began to turn gray, corroded and mottled carrion.

The mother had completely lost her mind, she opened her mouth that smelled like corpses, let out a hoarse roar, and rushed towards Jiang Xun.

"Mom!" Jiang Xun cried, holding up the dagger, and pierced her forehead just like his mother shouted at her with the last reason.

The mother answered to the end.

Jiang Xun stabbed the air for the last time, and when he looked up at Chen Zilong, his expression was still numb and his eyes were lifeless, like a walking corpse.

But his face was covered with tears.

With red eyes, she slowly got up, turned around and went to a room with a fictional scene, holding the air with her hands.

It's my sister's doll.

Walking to the side of "sister", Jiang Xun showed a soft and reminiscent smile at the doll, and threw the doll on his sister.

She walked in front of Chen Zilong, squatted down again, looked up at Chen Zilong, did not speak, but raised her fingertips, one by one, silently wiped away her tears.

Jiang Xun raised his head, and smiled at Chen Zilong expecting to be praised, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Chen Zilong was unable to speak for a long time.

He was overwhelmed.

He was directly drawn into Cheng Yao's world by Jiang Xun.

As if he was really Cheng Yao's mother.

Come face to face with this conflicted sociopathic murderer.

He could see the contradictory emotions released by Jiang Xun, but he couldn't point out all the contradictions in her emotions.

Jiang Xun got up, took deep breaths, and was still trembling.

She was trapped in the memory of her mother before her death, and couldn't get out for a long time.

It is precisely because that memory is so deep that the picture has impacted Jiang Xun for years.

Jiang Xun, who entered the orphanage in the underground city, had nightmares for many years.

Later, she recovered and no longer had nightmares. She thought she was really recovered.

But this performance pulled that memory out again.

Jiang Xun took deep breaths and finally adjusted himself before asking Chen Zilong, "Director, does my interpretation fit the role?"

Chen Zilong seemed to have not heard Jiang Xun's words, and was still in a daze.

When Jiang Xun looked at the casting director, assistant director and Chen Zilong's assistant, they all opened their mouths, their expressions even more dull than Chen Zilong's.

"Director! Director!" Jiang Xun called several times in succession.

She planned that if Chen Zilong didn't recover, she would have to do it.

Fortunately, Chen Zilong came back to his senses in time, "Oh, Jiang Xun, very good, very good!"

Chen Zilong, whose brain hadn't recovered, opened his mouth for a long time, and only came up with the word "very good".

Chen Zilong took a deep breath and adjusted his state.