Chapter 35

Chen Kong held the thin pages of the script in his hand, but he felt like he was holding a hot potato.

The huge room had already quieted at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Kong who was standing in the field. The atmosphere was stagnant and depressing, as if you could hear the sound of breathing and heartbeat.

Pei Xiuran looked unconscious and said happily:

"You watch it first, and then choose a performance by yourself. It's okay, it's okay, it's OK."

Chen Kong gritted his teeth and opened the script, pretending to be studying seriously, while calling the system crazy in his heart:

"System, come out quickly! How did you detect the exposure risk? You said you would convey my request to the studio before. What is the result? What are your detection standards? You don't want me to fail now, right?"

The dry and mechanical sound of the system that had been pretending to be dead for several days rang in Shen Kong's mind:

"The request of the correction officer has been communicated to the studio, please be patient and wait for the reply."

Next, no matter how the system is called to the sky, the system will never appear again as if it is dead.

Shenkong's forehead jumped involuntarily, and his teeth were clenched-

This garbage system is useless at critical moments. It is simply not enough to make a mistake.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the silent room. Yu Guangli, Han Li, who was sitting at the other end of the room, also stared at him, waiting quietly like everyone else.

Chen Kong pressed the restlessness in his heart, and his thoughts turned rapidly, analyzing the pros and cons in his heart.

In the original plot, Meng Mingxuan actually took over this role two years later. Because at that time, the second young master of the Han family had already taken over most of the equity of this film and television company and had enough power to decide a supporting casting role in Pei Xiuran's movie. However, there are still two years before the plot point, and Han Er's power is probably not fully developed, so the man surnamed Tang said: "If you can't get this role, I'm afraid we can't do anything."

In order to have a stable contact with Han Li in the future, he had to join the crew, so he could not perform too poorly.

But now Shen Kong didn't know how he exposed it last time, and he didn't know how much Han Li mastered it now. It was very unwise to rashly show similar characteristics as before.

His mind was like lightning, and he finally decided on a compromise plan in his heart.

Chen Kong raised his head and looked at Pei Xiuran, with a timid smile on his face that was not very confident and timid: "Well, Director Pei, can I choose this?"

His fingers pointed at the wrinkled script and pointed out one of them.

Pei Xiuran leaned over and looked at the selection with a look with the instructions of Shenkong. He frowned without a trace, and finally nodded reluctantly:

"good."

Chen Kong handed the script back to Pei Xiuran's hand, watched him leave the field, then took a deep breath, closed his eyes.

——After all, although he cannot show similar traits to his previous ones, it does not mean that he cannot imitate the characters in his memory.

Chen Kong's excerpt this time was when Chen Guiyuan first appeared. The plot was simple and the character was easy to grasp.

In addition, in his past twenty years of mercenary career, he has seen many such people who don’t care about human life, and he can be regarded as having it at will.

When he opened his eyes again, Chen Kong's entire temperament changed instantly.

A pair of amber eyes stared into the void, like a blade that had just licked blood, cold snow that was so cold that it was bone-blooded. A snow-white face had no expression. It was not indifferent or cold, it was just simple and indifferent, it just didn't care.

The empty hand in his palm was like holding the hilt of a sword.

Chen Kong swung his wrist casually, as if shaking off the blood beads at the tip of the sword, his frost-like eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and his emotionsless eyes fell at his feet. His eyes were full of indifference and inattention to human life, which almost made the bystanders feel uncontrollable.

His voice was light and soft, as if it was coming from the distant horizon:

"Below--"

However, before he finished pronunciating his lines, he was interrupted by Pei Xiuran, who had been standing on the sidelines since the beginning.

Pei Xiuran circled around the place twice in annoyed manner, as if he was entangled by some lingering thoughts, making him particularly irritable:

"No, no."

His fingers subconsciously tightened, and he couldn't see clearly that the script, which was already wrinkled, was almost on the verge of getting angry:

"Your performance is still without soul. Chen Guiyuan was indeed brainwashed during that period, but his murder machine without emotion. His surface is ice and fire. What I want is the primitive and barbaric vitality of his body - have you read the script well?"

Pei Xiuran spoke in an exaggerated and passionate tone, with fierce words and incoherent words.

Seeing that the tense atmosphere on the court had developed to the point where you could almost smell the smoke of gunpowder, the other people hurriedly stood up from their seats and ran to Pei Xiuran to comfort him. They looked very skillful. It was obvious that this was not the first time Pei Xiuran had been furious like this.

Chen Kong stood in the middle of the field, lowered his eyes with shame, and under the long drooping eyelashes, his eyes quietly landed on the ground in front of him.

——But his heart was far less peaceful than it seemed.

Pei Xiuran's senses are really keen.

Perhaps this is the sixth sense of people who are engaged in the art field, and they can make surprisingly accurate judgments on whether others are acting in an instant.

Chen Kong admired this talent very much, but he also felt an incomparable headache - with him, the risk of exposure increased by several times.

At this moment, he heard the sound of high heels hitting the floor slowly approaching him. Then, Ms. Jiang's gentle voice sounded in his ears:

"Xiao Meng, don't take Director Pei's words to heart. He is a madman in this regard. Few people can change his awesome temperament. To be honest, I and several others have seen your performance. We think your performance is very interesting and has great potential. We will notify you after the specific role arrangement is determined. As for Director Pei, we will communicate with him."

Pei Xiuran seemed to have been comforted there.

The other people returned to their seats one after another, and Ms. Jiang also patted Chen Kong's arm comfortably, turned around and walked behind the table.

Pei Xiuran, who had calmed down, slowly walked to his seat, his face slightly calmed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Chen Kong took advantage of the opportunity when the atmosphere was still calm, bowed to them, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Just as he turned around, suddenly, without warning, Pei Xiuran reached out and grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it towards Chen Kong's face.

Chen Kong's eyebrows and eyes sterned, and raised his hand to intercept the unknown object flying towards him.

The reaction is so sharp that it is beyond ordinary people, the movements are neat and neat, and it is done in one go.

——At that moment, it seemed as if the mask I had been wearing was removed in an instant, and the pure and harmless surface cracked, and the beasts under it showed fresh and fierce dangerous fangs.

But that second was almost fleeting, and even if it was deliberately captured, it was difficult to detect it - but Pei Xiuran, who was still standing there, smiled happily, as if he had found a child who loved toys:

"You're the one!"

The teacup broke through under the force that Shen Kong could not hold back. The sharp porcelain pieces cut his palms, and the remaining tea water fell to the ground with bright red blood.

The air seemed to condense in an instant, and everyone stared at the sudden turning point of the incident in front of them.

Even Chen Kong was stunned for two seconds.

He glanced at the wound on his palm in a daze and blinked slowly.

The room suddenly became in chaos. Some people went outside to call people, while others came to check the situation in the sunken sky.

Chen Kong frowned and slowly looked around the people in the room with different expressions, and his eyes finally fixed on Han Li's already empty seat.

Although he knew that even if the other party noticed the scene just now, it would be difficult to confirm his identity, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

——Not seeing it is of course the best.

There are too many unknowns now, so Chen Kong had to cheer up and not miss any possible loopholes.

Ms. Jiang ran up quickly and pressed the handkerchief she carried with her to Chenkong's wound. Her eyebrows and eyes were full of apology. She pulled Chenkong out and said, "There is an emergency medical room on the fourth floor, I'll take you to see it."

Before Chen Kong could refuse, he was pushed out half-pulled and half-pulled by several employees who were called up and took the elevator.

The fourth floor should be specially set up to deal with the mistakes made by celebrities in entertainment companies during training. The environment inside is very good, with bright windows and clean windows, and the room is filled with a soft fragrance of flowers. The sky is placed on one of the beds.

A doctor who looked like he was not young last year came over, looked down at the wound on Chen Kong's hand, and then said slowly:

"It's okay, it's just skin trauma."

After saying that, the doctor began to clean his palms. He first picked out the porcelain pieces from the wound, then cleaned and disinfected them, and finally bandaged them tightly with a bandage.

Chen Kong looked at the doctor's step by step and couldn't help but feel a little shaking.

This sense of too familiar similarity instantly evoked his memories - accompanying Han Li to the infirmary, it seemed to him that it was yesterday.

In other words, it was indeed a few days ago for him.

And for this world, eight years have passed.

Chen Kong took a deep breath and restrained his miscellaneous thoughts. He raised his head, but his eyes suddenly met a pair of dark eyes staring at him.
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