This villain is coming for real

Chapter 31 Killer Ceiling
The next few games were lackluster, especially Xu Juncong, which disappointed Ding Hui who was expecting.

What the hell is it called?

Obviously the level is not good, all kinds of talk are crackling, even insinuating that the director has no vision for the audience's aesthetic garbage?
International Zhang's face turned black!

Surprisingly, it was Wang Zijian. He used to talk about cross talk and then he started a talk show, and he didn't come from a professional class.

Later, he admitted that he was suffering from depression for many years, and won a lot of sympathy votes after a miserable meal, and successfully advanced.Ding Hui is a little tired, a game is a game, who has an easy life these days?
My favorite is Pan Binlong. As expected of a senior actor, both his lines and emotions are in place, and he got a high score of [-] in the end.

After staying up until ten o'clock in the evening, the first day of recording ended. Zhang Xiaoyan took the four of them to dinner together, and the atmosphere was obviously more lively than at noon, especially Xie Keyin, who asked himself several times for acting skills.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Xiaoyan came to Ding Hui's room and asked straight to the point: "Have you chosen the next script?"

"I've chosen." Ding Hui said honestly, "Basically they are villains."

"They're all villains?" Zhang Xiaoyan was surprised at first, then thoughtfully said: "Well, not a bad idea."

Looking at Ding Hui again, this kid is quite smart.

After all, it is a stage, and the game is full of four or five classic clips. Instead of a hammer and a stick, it is better to eat a trick all over the world.

I have to admit that this guy is born to be an actor, especially when he plays a villain.

"Then let's work hard." After confirming the general direction, Zhang Xiaoyan stopped talking nonsense, and she is not a professional actor, and Ding Hui's level does not need others to point fingers.

After seeing Zhang Xiaoyan off, Ding Hui completely relaxed, took a hot bath, and lay on the bed to study the next character.

Already advanced to the second round, it is estimated that it will be recorded the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and there is still time to continue polishing. There is only one goal:
Explode the audience!

The next two days of filming were not going well, especially for the so-called stars, who had various requirements for various productions, who needed to rest if they were not in the right condition... Could the script be changed if something was wrong... The assistants were not good enough and had to be replaced...

Kebaba finally finished the first round of recording, 20 people advanced, [-] people were eliminated, Li Wenhan was expected to leave.

Looking at the whole thing, Ding Hui knew it well. If other unspoken rules were not considered, there would be only a handful of real talents, of course, mentors and guests were not counted.

I am more confident that it should be impossible to win the championship. After all, I am just a fledgling little transparent, but there is still hope for working hard to advance to the finals.

Of course, there is no way for someone to play shady games.

The second round of recording finally started, Wu Tong suddenly found Ding Hui, and the first sentence was: "Is there any problem with the opening?"

"Me?" Although Ding Hui didn't quite understand, he still nodded and said, "Yes."

"Be good." Wu Tong patted Ding Hui on the shoulder, turned and left.

"The chief director is very optimistic about you." Zhang Xiaoyan smiled and explained: "Last time the opening was good, do you know why you continue to be the first one this time?"

"Do you understand the catfish effect?"

"Let those old men in the back use snacks!"

Ding Hui suddenly realized that it was so.

It doesn't matter whether catfish is catfish or not, as long as there is an opportunity to perform on stage, this time I am only here to increase my popularity, and by the way, I will leave a good impression in front of famous directors, and I may have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

As for the championship?

whatever!
Zhou Yiwei, the champion of the first season, is like this?

I haven't seen a first-line big coffee either.

Standing in the background, looking at the disheveled and ragged image in the mirror, he took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and prepared to go on stage.

"Ding Hui is invited to bring us the crime of undocumented. Please appreciate it."

Following the host's announcement, the audience fell silent for an instant, and everyone, including the instructor, raised their spirits, looking forward to whether the surprise last time could be staged again?

Ding Hui activated the ultimate buff of indifference, opened the door and sat down in front of the glaring fat assistant actor, without speaking, took out a cigarette, slowly pulled out the filter, plugged it in backwards and lit it directly.

Take a deep breath and let it out with pleasure.

"Damn it, didn't our boss hear you talking, did he?" Suddenly a younger brother couldn't help but rushed over, wanting to do it without saying a word.

Ding Hui felt the close-up of the camera, and immediately activated the crazy intermediate buff, a trace of cruelty flashed across his face, his eyes were fiery, and he suddenly rose up, picked up the ashtray that he had been eyeing for a long time, and hit it with his backhand.

Two...three...four...five...six...seven...

Feeling the warmth of the blood splashed on the face, a few drops even flew into the eyes, but the eyelids did not blink, and they were smashed down hard.

The smile got bigger and bigger, crazy high-level BUFF, and finally launched the ultimate BUFF, combined with indifference, accompanied by blood, the audience was deathly silent.

Zhang Ziyi stood up again, his hands were covered with cold sweat, this kid won't really beat someone to death this time, right?

"Fuck, come again?" Zhang Xiaoyan watched in horror from the backstage. She knew it was a blood bag with special effects, but it was too scary.

"Yes, that's it!" Wu Tong stared at the monitor, his face was full of excitement, and said anxiously: "All cameras tweet close-ups!"

"Aim at Ding Hui's face!"

I don't know how many times he smashed it, Ding Hui seemed to come back to his senses, he didn't even look at the little brother who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he stood up slowly, gently put the ashtray back on the table, sat down again, lighted his cigarette again leisurely, and watched The shivering fat man in front of him.

"Money, all the money you want is here!"

"Don't do it!"

"It was all a misunderstanding!"

The fat man's hair stood on end from the extremely indifferent eyes, his throat was dry, he crawled and took out several dozen thick banknotes from the drawer, and pushed them in front of Ding Hui.

Ding Hui picked it up casually, opened it to have a look, didn't say anything, and kept staring at the other party.

"Brother, this matter is too big, I can't handle it!"

"At the beginning, I just asked you to ask for the bill, but in the end..."

"People are killed!"

"What do you want me to do?"

After listening, Ding Hui took a deep breath, stopped the crazy BUFF, and slowly turned on the fear, his gaze like a wild wolf made people shudder.

"Brother, I was wrong!"

The fat man knelt down, hugged Ding Hui's thigh and cried, "It's not that I don't help, the police have already found your fingerprints, what can I do?"

"Please let me go."

"I'll give you all the money!"

Ding Hui looked at the crying fat man, put out the cigarette forcefully into the blood-stained ashtray, and silently took out a small bottle from his pocket, which was full of yellow-brown liquid.

He kicked the fat man away, opened the bottle cap, and put his right index finger in without saying a word, his face was filled with pain in an instant, his whole body kept twitching, and the bottle turned blood red.

sulfuric acid!

Isn't it just fingerprints?
Lao Tzu is gone now!

(End of this chapter)