my wife is a showman

Chapter 161 The Master of Emotional Manipulation
"When Xu Lang speeds up the solo, the lighting team starts to present the corpse to the audience. The speed should be slower. When he finds the corpse and the accent key hits, the light will be full directly." The executive director said.

"The lighting team received."

"The No. 4 machine will move to the corpse with Xu Lang's sight."

"Received by Unit 4."

Xu Lang didn't find the body of the deceased at this time, and it was his wedding anniversary, so the rhythm of solo became more and more brisk.

"During the continuous scanning of the system, 60% of the audience has been brought into a brisk atmosphere..."

"65%..."

"75%..."

Some audience members even started to beat the piano, even though they knew the plot behind it.

"80%..."

"85%..."

Xu Lang, who was playing happily, felt that it was almost done, and looked at the light that was slowly turning on.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of "Boom...", and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

A gloomy soundtrack begins.

Sister Deng has never seen this play at all, and she is not mentally prepared at all.

Nodding and shaking her head following the rhythm of the music, she was stunned by the accent, and she immediately found a dead body lying there.

What kind of show is this, the brakes are too hard.

The spotlight in the corner suddenly illuminated the corpse's legs as clearly as day, and there was still a pool of blood on the ground.

Tang Wei applauded quickly.

"Wow, it's really nice, it's so nice, my husband really gave me a surprise, he's still so romantic."

Xu Lang's breathing was obviously short of breath, but he couldn't appear too scared.

His sense of proportion is just right, and with the background of the soundtrack, the audience can basically understand it.

There is no need for all kinds of intense emotional narration and self-talk like Dong Dawei's last adaptation.

Xu Lang swallowed, fidgeting and said:

"Oh... I'm a little anxious, ma'am, can I use the bathroom?"

Tang Wei should have noticed his nervousness at this time and was a little suspicious.

Therefore, when helping him to go, he deliberately let him step on the blood.

The camera is filming his bloody footprints, the soundtrack is getting more and more tense, and the pace of this road is deliberately slowed down to prepare the atmosphere for the next period.

At the same time as the bathroom door opened, the lights suddenly turned on, and there was a clang soundtrack to match the lights.

Wu Dabo appeared, wearing a white vest and hiding behind the wall with a pistol.

The sudden and tense soundtrack caught the audience's nerves.

Sister Deng finally understands, there are adulterers, there are guns, be careful!

She's so into the show.

When Xu Lang closed the door and turned around, the gun was already pointed at his head, but he still pretended not to see it.

He touched the toilet to pee, flush, and wash his hands. The pistol was always pointed at his head, as if he might be shot in the head at any time.

Tang Wei supported Xu Lang to sit in front of the piano and began to play. At this time, the lights were all blacked out, and then turned on again, inserting memories.

This is the difference between a stage play and a movie. It cannot be edited and can only be transitioned through lighting.

During the process just now, Park Dayong took off his outer clothes, took the wine and flowers from the staff and opened the door to come in, just in time to meet his lover who was tying his trouser belt.

My wife just got fed and smiled happily.

And the light above Xu Lang's head dimmed, but he didn't stop, and kept playing in the dark.

The two pianists in the audience kept nodding, which showed that Xu Lang really worked hard.

When the scene was quickly switched to the present, Park Dayong lay back and loaded the corpse, Wu Dabo and Tang Wei began to clean the ground in a panic and dispose of the corpse.

Xu Lang kept looking at them, and the sound of the piano was sometimes slow and sometimes rapid.

Tang Wei occasionally came over to applaud.

"It sounds so good, it sounds so good."

Soon Wu Dabo went to the bathroom, packed the body into a suitcase, and dragged it to the living room, next to Xu Lang.

Tang Wei pulled out a prop hand from the box, trying to take off the watch and ring.

It's a pity that the ring couldn't be taken off, and the finger was broken directly, and the key point was the dubbing of a click.

Thrilling and funny, even a little funny, but it's hard to laugh.

Sister Deng looked at it, she was furious, she hated this pair of dogs to death.

What was even more funny next was that Wu Dabo and Tang Wei started acting and recorded various conversations.

"It seems that Dayong is back... My dear, you are so romantic, thank you for giving me such a good gift."

"It's amazing, I'm fulfilled all day today."

Tang Wei played her husband's voice to Xu Lang through a small speaker.

"Thank you, Mr. Park." Xu Lang nodded and smiled.

"You should start a show, do you want me to speak to the people from the Jiangjiang TV station?"

The audience was tense, but when they heard this sentence, they started to laugh again.

Sister Deng was so angry that she was gnashing her teeth. You, the audience, can still laugh at such a shameless woman.

She wanted to watch the movie immediately when she got back to see what happened to this woman.

The two characters, Tang Wei and Wu Dabo, wanted to show that her husband Park Dayong was still alive at this time, and asked the blind tuner to serve as a witness, misleading the time and place of death, and thus getting rid of the suspicion of the police.

This requires an audience with a little comprehension ability to understand.

After his lover left with the corpse, Xu Lang continued to play the piano, while Tang Wei sat on the sofa, covering her mouth and crying.

After crying for a while, she said:

"Dayong will come back very late, you go first, do I have to pay you the balance?"

"No, ma'am, Mr. Park will pay for it."

At this time, Xu Lang performed another detail in place. He wanted to leave immediately to touch the cane, but he quickly closed the piano cover, fully expressing the dual emotions of fear and concealment.

The lights dimmed, and there was thunderous applause at the scene. Sister Deng hasn't enjoyed watching it yet.

"This is the end." She muttered, why there is no beginning and no end.

Either she doesn't watch the drama, she will be emotionally involved after watching it, and she must feel comfortable after watching it.

"He plays the piano very well, and the rhythm is very accurate." Guan Ruotong praised like a little girl, "I have seen this play, why is it still brought in."

"The main reason is that his piano sounds fit well."

The host called the four people to the stage and asked the judges to comment.

"Come on, let me introduce this person first." The host smiled.

Tang Wei took the microphone and said, "Hello everyone, this is my husband Park Dayong, who is also a director. He is still alive, please rest assured."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Sister Deng feels that she really doesn’t understand artists. Are you willing to act like this?

"Just now you used the tape recorder to talk to Xu Lang. I can understand this. It should be misleading the police to investigate. But after the lover left later, why did Xu Lang continue to play the piano in a calm manner?"

The host is worried that some viewers may not understand.

Xu Lang replied: "Because he can't be in a hurry, otherwise he will be suspected and may be silenced. The other party has a gun. You must know that for murderers, killing the first one is the second and third one. , there is no psychological barrier."

"Ah, I see. This is the second time for Mr. Xu to be an assistant guest. Which one do you think is better this time or the last time?"

"I think...well, it's all good." Xu Lang said.

The host laughed and said, "Okay, it's not up to you. There are two pianists sitting below, and there is one named Lang. Let's ask him what he thinks."

Xu Lang took a closer look and said, what the hell are these two people? He didn't pay attention at all just now.

Fortunately, he didn't pay attention, maybe he would be nervous, and he also knew that his level was incomparable with other professional performers.

Li Yunlang and Tang Na smiled and stood up, waving to the audience.

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(End of this chapter)