Help! The beautiful host is acting like a love brain

In early October, Yangcheng still didn't look like autumn at all. The sun was blazing in the sky at 28 noon, and the body temperature was as high as degrees Celsius.

The young man was sitting in the car, covered with a blanket, half leaning on the back of the car seat. He had fair skin, black hair that lay softly on his forehead and temples. His long, curly eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes. His nose was high and pointed. There are a few small red moles here and there, and the red lips that have been painted with lipstick and look delicate are slightly open, as if inviting people to come forward and kiss her.

The sun outside the car is hot and dazzling, but the air conditioner is on inside the car, which is cool and comfortable.

The young man was sleeping soundly when suddenly the car door was opened from the outside. Hot breath instantly poured into the car, blowing the young man's forehead, revealing a slightly smooth forehead.

Immediately afterwards, the agent roared:

"Ancestor!! My old ancestor!! Can I let you sleep in my ancestral grave?! Do you know what I'm doing today?! Today is the audition for director Hua's new drama, my ancestor!! Still sleeping! Go to sleep! Take a nap! Can you finish the show while sleeping?! Get up quickly!!"

The young man's calm eyebrows moved, and then he said calmly: "There's no rush."

The agent had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he couldn't help but squirt. He could only look at him with his hands on his hips and his eyes widened.

An Chuci slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stretched lazily and yawned.

"Don't be angry, anger hurts your body."

The manager glared at him: "I know anger hurts my body, why don't you let me worry less?!"

An Chuci slowly lifted the blanket, raised his eyes slightly, and said with a slight smile: "Isn't it enough to make you worry-free? I will take on whatever drama you ask me to take, and I will take on whatever show you ask me to do. Why don't you still? So satisfied."

The agent took a deep breath and almost fainted from this man's strong words.

Yes, it is true that An Chuci accepted whatever movie his agent asked him to take, and his acting skills continued to be online, but——

This guy is playing a big role! !

He forced the crew to shoot all his scenes in the afternoon. He went to work on time at 1:30 noon and left immediately at 6:30 pm!

It's the same when he's on the show, he always talks freely and shakes everything out, for fear that others won't know that he lives in a villa, and he has a housekeeper, fifty nannies, and eighty servants to serve him every day!

Later, it was revealed that he had slapped an actress on the set, and the company scrambled to refute the rumors. However, this guy immediately started a live broadcast, drove all the way to the set of the actress's new drama, and slapped her again.

Now, tens of millions of netizens in the live broadcast room can see it clearly, and the video of An Chuci beating someone is instantly flying all over the place!

The agent's heart attack was so angry that he was so angry!

The culprit, An Chuci, smiled calmly, patted his agent on the head, and got out of the car.

His name is An Chuci, and he is an old employee of the Quick Travel Bureau.

Because his home was robbed, An Chuci had to do tasks to pass his time while his house was being renovated.

Since An Chuci was in a sleepy state when he took the mission, he had to sleep even if the world was about to end, so An Chuci didn't know what mission his system Qingfeng had taken for him.

As a result, in this world, An Chuci found out after he had enough sleep that Qingfeng had given him a task of "fulfilling wishes".

The general meaning of this mission is to go to a small world, randomly select a poor person, borrow the poor person's identity, and realize the [wishes] that the poor person earned by using the points he earned from working in the Quick Travel Bureau.

An Chuci was too lazy to adapt to the new name, so he picked poor little ones with the same name as him.

This poor little man was in the entertainment industry. After An Chuci took over his body, he stayed in the entertainment industry directly. It's just that An Chuci never shoots in the morning and is only willing to shoot for half a day, so it's hard for An Chuci to take on the current scenes.

Although An Chuci doesn't care, his manager does. Although An Chuci has a lot of scandals now, he is still very popular, and even if he is black and red, he is also popular!

And what's wrong with Heihong? An Chuci has good acting skills. As long as he doesn't touch the law, great directors never look at character, only acting skills. If you don’t take advantage of the current heat to make some movies, even black and red will be gone when it gets cold.

The agent recently found out with great difficulty that the great director Director Hua is going to make a new movie, and there is a shortage of a femme fatale role. She has a very important role and is the ultimate boss of the whole movie.

The agent had to find several connections and eat several meals to get this audition opportunity. But An Chuci read the script twice and then slept in the car. The agent was furious.

An Chuci put his hands in his pockets and walked into the theater leisurely.

The agent refused to let him in. After An Chuci received his number at the door, he was led by the staff to enter through the back door of the theater and brought to the auditorium, where he sat three seats away from the previous actor who auditioned.

The person before An Chuci came on stage. The staff found that An Chuci had not come backstage to wait. They came to look for him and found that An Chuci was asleep.

The staff carefully pushed An Chuci, "Teacher An...Teacher An? It's your audition time, please go backstage to prepare."

An Chuci frowned and opened his eyes. After reacting, he said "hmm" with a slight dissatisfaction, stretched and stood up.

An Chuci looked at the staff with sleepy eyes, "Can you please show me the way? Where is the backstage?"

The staff member was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, teacher, follow me."

An Chuci followed the staff to the backstage, put on a costume, briefly put on makeup for An Chuci, and also brought a microphone to An Chuci.

Then a staff member brought a script, turned to a certain page and handed it to An Chuci, "Teacher An, this is the clip from your audition later."

An Chuci took it and glanced at it briefly, then handed the script back, "Yes, I understand."

The staff member was stunned and asked: "Teacher An, don't you need to read the lines again... or something like that?"

An Chuci yawned, "No, I've already seen it."

After saying that, An Chuci took the initiative to walk to the stage and waited to go on stage.

The staff member wisely shut up and walked away with the script.

The previous actor on the stage had just finished his performance and looked at the audience with some anticipation. However, the directors and screenwriters in the audience did not show much expression. They put down their tablets and picked up the microphone and said calmly: "Next one."

Because the theater is so big, there is a camera on the stage, and the directors in the audience each have a tablet. When watching the big plot, they can directly look up at the stage. When they need to perform micro-expressions and eye scenes, they can look down at the close-ups on the tablet.

The lights on the stage went out as soon as the last actor left the stage.

An Chuci walked slowly to the stool in the center of the stage and sat down. He leaned back calmly, crossed his legs, and put his hands on both sides of the chair with an expression of enjoyment.

An ordinary wooden chair felt like a dragon's chair when An Chuci sat on it.

And this character in the play is sitting on the dragon throne.

This is an ancient drama. The character An Chuci will play is a proton from a neighboring country. He was given to the emperor by his own country, begging them to spare his country.

The emperor of this country fell in love with the beauty of the proton and accepted the proton. However, he did not let go of the small country. He ruthlessly flattened the country and killed everyone except the proton.

The proton was taken into the harem by the emperor and favored every night.

Proton is weak. He is not in good health and will fall ill if he blows a little wind. He has to be tortured by the emperor every night until he vomits blood before he is let go.

The male protagonist, the emperor, the concubines in the harem and everyone else, no one could have imagined that this frail and frail proton was actually the big boss behind the scenes.

The scene that An Chuci will perform is the scene in the finale where Proton arranges for a bloodbath in the entire palace, and finally sits on the dragon chair waiting for the male protagonist who is fighting outside to come back, and confronts the male protagonist. This is the first time that Proton has It was also the last time that he showed his morbid and crazy attitude in front of the male protagonist.

As soon as the lights came on, An Chuci's posture and expression made everyone instantly understand what scene this was.

Proton has always been tolerant, weak, inferior and cowardly. Only at this time did he show such an indulgent and enjoyable expression.

He had never enjoyed anything in his life, and at this last moment, he enjoyed the pleasure of revenge for a while.

The camera teacher slammed the camera in front of An Chuci, and the people below him instantly felt their hearts tighten.

Because it was just an audition, many of the people in front were startled by the camera teacher's sarcastic face, and they were out of the scene. Although some people quickly continued to join the scene, the two seconds of stasis were clearly visible on the tablet by the director and screenwriter below. Clearly.

But An Chuci was not affected at all.

When the camera came over, An Chuci narrowed his eyes slightly, put away the enjoyment in his eyes, and put on a strange and extremely gentle expression on his face.

This expression looked very strange on his face, and the tenderness in his eyes made people feel numb.

An Chuci stared at the camera and said softly, "You're back."

Because he was wearing a microphone, although the people below couldn't see clearly An Chuci's specific expression, they still got goosebumps from these words.

An Chuci laughed softly, as if he heard the hero's words.

Then, he nodded slowly, his tone was lively, but the content of his words made people feel chilled: "Yes, I killed them. I cut them off with my own hands, one knife after another. Their heads. Oh, by the way, it’s a kitchen knife. It goes well with these beasts, right?”

After saying that, An Chuci lay down on the chair with a relaxed posture, swaying his feet from side to side like a child, then patted the dragon chair under him, and said in a show-off manner: "Look, this dragon chair is red, isn't it? I drained the dog emperor's blood before dyeing it red. It was not easy. The old emperor was so old that he didn't even have much blood. It took me a lot of effort to dye it completely red."

An Chuci curled his lips, as if complaining, and stroked the armrest slowly and gently with his fingertips. He lowered his eyebrows for a moment, and then he didn't know what the person opposite said. An Chuci's eyes narrowed and his expression changed. Suddenly burst out.

An Chuci strode forward and stood directly in front of the camera, almost touching it. Her beautiful and charming face looked ferocious at this time, her tone was harsh, and every word was full of hatred and resentment: "What did you say? Love? ? Ha! He destroyed my country! He humiliated me every day and every night! I wish he would go to hell! He would not be reincarnated after death! I wish I could chop him up alive! Let him die in agony! I will not have a burial place after death. But I am happy! You can actually say that I used to love him very much? Hahahahaha! It’s really funny.”

An Chuci laughed scornfully and mockingly, and pushed the camera teacher. The camera teacher took two steps back, and An Chuci also took two steps back and suddenly stopped laughing.

The mocking laughter that contained sadness and hatred was still echoing in the theater, but An Chuci on the stage had already lowered his head expressionlessly. As if the gaffe just now was just everyone's hallucination, An Chuci straightened his clothes and wiped his face.

An Chuci tilted his head, raised his eyes, and when he looked at the camera, the expression on his face returned to gentleness, with a smile on his face.

"Ah, do you know why I kept you?...Yes, because you are not the biological son of the Dog Emperor, and because you are a good person. My revenge is over, and I will not kill anyone anymore. And...I want to Go home. You have the poison I put in your body. If you want to survive, do as I say."

An Chuci put his hands behind his back and stood on tiptoe. He raised his head and looked into the distance with expectant eyes and longing tone: "I have lived enough, really. After I die, someone will look at you. And you, cut off my skin with your own hands and burn it, then send me back and bury me next to my father and mother, so that I can be reunited with them."

The person in front of him seemed to ask excitedly why, but An Chuci seemed not to hear him. He looked down at his body, shook his head and said to himself: "It's too dirty. This skin is too dirty. It was touched by the Dog Emperor. The places are too dirty. I can't take it to see my parents. They have to be chopped clean before I can see them with peace of mind. I have to see them clean, otherwise they will Leave me behind."

At the end of the sentence, An Chuci muttered, just like a child who soiled his new clothes by being naughty and afraid to go home to see his parents.

An Chuci patted his clothes, walked slowly to the dragon chair, and sat down slowly.

Looking at the armrest of the chair, An Chuci was silent for a while. After about ten seconds, he raised his head and smiled faintly at the camera. When his voice sounded, it seemed as if it came from an ethereal place: "Send me home, I Being away from home has really been... too long, too long."

[PS: Look at Zuo Hua, please, the child is going to cry to death]