Post-shadow Development Plan

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pS: Two chapters are added today, a total of 1w2 updates. _(:з」∠)_

Let me ask you weakly, do you like Mi Jiang with one chapter in the morning and three chapters in the evening, or do you like to update the four chapters directly at night?

Chapter 383 Vicious Brainwashing

In the setting pier in front of the camera, Lily has put on armor and is holding a green prop sword in front of Zhan Yimei's children's shoes dressed by Brother Brush.

Hearing the sound of the beginning, she slowly took a step forward, moving herself closer to the center from the side of the camera.

Compared with the usual playfulness and casualness, now Lily has switched to the majestic King of Knights, no matter whether it is steady steps or serious face, it reminds everyone of this.

【Well, my acting skills have improved a lot. 】

Qiye behind the monitor couldn't help but nodded, and then he was pushed by Shiji.

【Is something wrong? 】

Although he didn't look at it, Qiye's eyes revealed such meaning.

Four Seasons said mockingly: "Look at how other people act. You still say that Lily's acting skills are not good, and you don't talk about yours. That's really... tsk tsk."

"Speak up!"

Because of the need to monitor the camera, Qiye only gave Siji a middle finger and it was over, and he just kept this account in his heart silently.

It's just that Qiye forgot that he will be the one who suffers when he is on camera, because the person sitting in the director's chair will be Siji.

In front of the monitor, facing Lily's oppressive power, Zhan Yimei, who plays Lancer, lightly waved the spear with both hands.

He first lifted the red long gun that he had been carrying on his shoulder just now, and after turning around with his backhand, he aimed the gun at Lily——

pat.

The prop gun just fell to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Kazumi let out a cry of pain.

"Cut!"

Qiye quickly stopped; "James, what's your situation?! Are you injured?"

Although the prop gun is made of lightweight resin, after all, the size is there, so if it is smashed like this, it will cause big problems if it is not kept intact.

Zhan Yimei quickly said, "It's okay, director."

But how can Qiye believe it, he directly asked the emergency doctor of the crew to check.

After a careful examination, the doctor replied: "There is no fracture, but there is a bruise on the foot. I have already taken medicine, and it should not affect the shooting."

"It's troublesome."

After Qiye thanked the doctor, she picked up the script and hit Yimei on the head.

"What's wrong! I've been practicing for so long, and I still laugh!"

Qiye could see clearly from the monitor that just now Zhan Yimei missed the spear because of a joke.

"Sorry, director."

Kazumi, who knew it was her responsibility, did not resist.

"Okay, Qiye." Siji quickly said something nice to Yimei, "Isn't it normal for actors to laugh?"

"That's right, boy Qiye. He's already kicked himself, so he's been punished."

Even the old man Li Tongchen also said good things to Yimei, although Qiye felt that these words sounded wrong.

"Hehe, you guys..."

Since the last time they were phished for law enforcement, the relationship between these four fellows who are related to the same disease has warmed up very quickly, and they almost wear the same pair of pants.

But it's normal to think about it. Squatting in a cell together can be regarded as one of the four irons in life. Although it didn't even last for 2 hours, it was enough for the few of them to form a deep revolutionary friendship.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about you."

Qiye sat back on the chair again: "Ready to start again!"

The crew quickly returned to their positions, and Brother Brush once again stood in front of Artoria.

This time, Yimei did not make the low-level mistake just now.

After aiming the red gun at Lily, he also slightly changed the posture of holding the yellow gun in his left hand, and the two guns on the left and right spread out like a bird spreading its wings.

Although the wings are not symmetrical.

Seeing the scene where the two servants confronted each other in front of her, Illya, who was standing behind as Irisviel, couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva because of nervousness.

"Saber..."

Softly calling out the names of her own servants, even though she knew she couldn't intervene in the battle, she still wanted to do something as an acting master.

"Please be careful, although I will also use healing, but the others are..."

"Please hand over Lancer to me!"