The National Male God of System Rebirth

Chapter 390: Biao Opera (four more)

  "I have made a sacrifice." An Jue clutched the bleeding wound, his expression was sullen and sentimental, as if recalling the pain of drowning himself more than 100 times when he walked into the copy machine for revenge.

  Wang Dao's eyes lit up, and the lens was immediately given to Anjue.

  Shu Cheng could feel the pressure stronger than herself. She stared into his eyes and blurted out subconsciously: "No!"

   "I have!" An Jue roared torn apart, his eyes were bloodshot, is it really easy to walk into the copy machine and drown yourself more than 100 times?

  Every time he walks into the machine, he doesn’t even know whether he is alive or dead!

  The performance of Yu Zhou in the lens made Director Wang exceptionally satisfied, but this scene also made Director Wang sigh for Shu Cheng. After all, the newcomer needs training!

  Yu Zhou did better than him in acting. Just like now, Shu Cheng's performance was completely taken by Yu Zhou, and he followed Yu Zhou's performance to make subconscious movements.

  I am still young after all.

  But at the next moment, Shu Cheng's momentum changed.

   "Stealing a person's work does not require any sacrifice." Su An stared at An Jue, the hatred in his eyes was even greater than before, and the emotions in his eyes were even better than before.

  Shock flashed in Yu Zhou's heart. He didn't expect Shu Cheng to get out of the state of being led by him so quickly, and stimulate a better state.

  Director Wang was also shocked, and felt that his cheeks were extremely painful. Just now he was still sighing that Shu Cheng was not as good as Yu Zhou, and he didn't expect to be slapped in the face the next moment.

  Yu Zhou looked upright and walked out of shock, the excitement in his eyes overflowed, causing An Jue’s emotions to explode to the extreme: "No, need!"

  "It took away my courage. Every night, it took away my courage to climb onto the machine. I don’t know, I am inside the box or in the light..."

   "Think about it: you can't actually see where you are, do you..."

Su An stared at An Jue's eyes, her dark eyes were full of mockery, and the corners of her lips evoked a mocking smile: "I don't care if you ran halfway around the world, you spent your wealth, you did A truly photographable thing."

   "That is: get nothing!"

  A loud and loud sentence made An Jue fall into deep thought, muttering to himself: "Nothing?"

   "Yes!" Su An looked at An Jue's eyes without sympathy.

  For magic, both he and Su Zi sacrificed too much. They cut off the same finger and lived in the society with the same identity. They took turns to play the same role. Each had love but lived with the same wife. Who didn't sacrifice?

  An Jue’s eyes were filled with excitement, and he was not affected by Shu Cheng’s aura, exuding a stronger aura, and his emotions erupted:

"You will never understand why we do these audiences know the truth! This world is actually very simple, very pitiful, and very real. It is true from beginning to end. If you fool them, even if there is only one second, then you let They are interested in you and then you see something, that is, their expression..."

  ……

   "Okay!" Director Wang stood up and clapped his hands first.

  The surrounding group performance and the staff all stood up and applauded the two.

  This kind of acting, such a strong gas scene, such a real scene is more exciting than many of the dramas they have seen before.

  This is the actor!

  This is, acting!