This actress is a bit annoying

Xia Qingye was lying on the sofa, hugging the pillow with both hands, staring thoughtfully at the two scripts that both touched her heart.She thought of Nie Zhuying's reckless drive and his ready-to-do style of doing things.Thinking of her cautiousness along the way, she finally sighed, picked up the script "Domestic Violence" again, and read it again, still feeling maybe for the love between Xiao Ai and Qin Lin regret.

If Nie Zhuying was to play Qin Lin, she would play Xiao Ai.

Xia Qingyeguang imagined it in his mind like this, and felt his blood was boiling.But she calmed down in the next second. If it was her previous life, she would probably accept this script without hesitation.

But now...

Xia Qingye put down the script in his hand, and picked up "The Missing Little Finger" again.

Later, she called Wei Xianghong, "Sister Xiang, I plan to take over the drama "The Missing Little Finger"."

Wei Xianghong seemed to have expected it a long time ago, "Right, I also think you will choose this one. The other drama is a good script, but unfortunately it has too many limitations. You should study the script carefully in the apartment first, and wait for the other part." When it comes out, I'll send it to you right away."

Xia Qingye: "Okay."

"The Missing Little Finger" is actually a police film about gangsters and gangsters. The eleven victims have an obvious feature, that is, all of them lack little thumbs. The corpse, the corpse is missing a finger.Just transferred from Kyoto, Fang Xing is a psychological profile painter. During the process of participating in the murder case, he drew the appearance of the murderer from various clues and the body of the deceased. What made her unacceptable was that the murderer's appearance, characteristics and Hu Li, the younger sister of her next-door neighbor, fits the bill.

Xia Qingye finished reading most of the script, and felt that Hu Li was the most attractive character to her. She was an orphan, autistic, and pitiful. From the outside, you would never think that she had anything to do with the serial murders.

Even if Fang Xing drew the portrait of the murderer, most people in the police department still couldn't believe that a little girl was a serial pervert murderer. Even Fang Xing wondered if she had made a mistake somewhere. He kept replaying all the evidence and the characteristics of the corpse in his mind. After all, to solve the case, he needed to rely on evidence, not intuition.

When Xia Qingye tried to figure out the character and psychology of the murderer Hu Li, he encountered a little difficulty.The role of Hu Li is very complicated, something she has never encountered before, and it is a new challenge.

After thinking about it for several nights, Xia Qingye practiced Hu Li's eyes in front of the mirror, but no matter how much she practiced, the emotion in her eyes was empty and boring, and she always felt that something was missing.

"What is missing?"

Xia Qingye had tried to figure out the characters of many characters, and it was the first time to figure out the psychology of a perverted murderer. In order to better figure out the perverted person, she even asked Yu Lan to buy a series of criminal psychology books from various bookstores. Waiting for books.

As soon as the books arrived, Xia Qingye began to study day and night, feeling a little crazy.

Yu Lan would often encounter Xia Qingye muttering alone to a corner where no one was around, or to the air. Occasionally, the smile on her face looked particularly evil. She took the initiative to talk to the other party, but the other party seemed to be inaudible. It was very scary, Yu Lan thought about it, and sneaked out to call Nie Zhuying.

"Sister Xia, I think you haven't had a good rest for several days in a row, why don't you go to bed earlier today."

"Miss Xia."

Xia Qingye glanced over with a ferocious look, Yu Lan was as silent as a cicada and shut up.

After Yu Lan left Xia Qingye's house, she called Wei Xianghong, "Sister Xiang, Sister Xia has gone mad, her eyes are so scary, and she doesn't sleep every day, just holding that script to read, her face is thinner Turn around, really, you don't even know that I just put her to sleep, she gave me a stare, and I was scared to death."

Yu Lan, who was almost frightened to death by Xia Qingye, didn't know that Nie Zhuying had arrived just after she left.

Nie Zhuying knocked on the door for a while before the people in the room opened it.

When Xia Qingye saw Nie Zhuying, he came back to his senses, "Zhuzi, why are you here?"

Seeing the haggard look of the other party, Nie Zhuying couldn't believe it. She pushed him in, and then closed the door, "It seems that your little assistant has left, just right, so we can live in a world of two."

Xia Qingye was in a depressed mood, apparently not very interested in what she called the 'two-person world'. After returning to the house, she nestled on the sofa, lazy, and didn't want to move at all.

As soon as Nie Zhuying entered the room, she saw books piled up on the coffee table, one after another, all of which were books about psychological crimes. There was a copy of "Psychological Criminology" spread out on the table. After reading two pages, she didn't want to read it. Oh, it's all technical terms, and she listed various criminal cases, she said in astonishment, "Qingqing, what are you doing with so many criminal psychology, maybe you are planning to take on the role of Fang Xing ?”

Xia Qingye was inexplicably irritable, she pulled her hair, "No, I want to figure out why Hu Li has that kind of psychology, but I haven't been able to figure it out yet."

As soon as Nie Zhuying heard it, she knew why Yu Lan wanted to call her.

"Qingqing, I'm hungry, and I want to eat the food you cooked."

Xia Qingye actually didn't want to do it, but seeing Nie Zhuying's expectant eyes, she got up and went to look in the refrigerator. Fortunately, Yu Lan would replenish some fresh vegetables and fruits in time every day. She simply fried them for two A small dish, stewed a pot of soup, and smelled the aroma, and felt that I was hungry too.

Nie Zhuying took a mouthful of the food, her whole face twisted into a ball, if she had to use an adjective, it would probably be that her face was distorted, she took a sip of water, and swallowed the food like a gulp.

"Qingqing, haven't you cooked for yourself for a long time?"

"Ah."

Xia Qingye only felt that her eyes were weird. After taking two mouthfuls, he thought about it carefully, and then vomited it all up. The taste of the food was bitter, as if too much salt was put in. It was astringent, and it was weird anyway. Xia Qingye couldn't even believe that she made it, "Don't eat it, order takeaway."

Nie Zhuying, who had had enough of takeaway food, could only look at her inexplicably.

The two fooled around with takeaways all night. Taking advantage of Xia Qingye's time to take a shower, Nie Zhuying threw all the books on the coffee table into a cardboard box, not even letting go of the script on the bedside. .

Then she secretly ran to the balcony and called Wei Xianghong, "I feel that Qingqing's state is a bit wrong, like trying to figure out the role too much, I want to take her to see a psychiatrist tomorrow. "

Wei Xianghong once led an artist, because the other party was a dedicated person who wanted to present the best side to fans in everything. The popular point is that he pursued perfection too much. After acting in a classic movie, because of the character The substitution was too much, and after the movie ended, I couldn't get out of the influence of the role, so that I got a very serious depression later.

So hearing what Nie Zhuying said, Wei Xianghong's heart skipped a beat, "So serious?"

Nie Zhuying couldn't help but smacked her lips, not knowing how to describe that strange feeling, "I feel that Qingqing's current appearance seems to be unconsciously approaching Hu Li's."

Hu Li is an orphan, introverted, autistic, thin and frail, with a feeling of long-term malnutrition. She doesn't like to talk to strangers.

Wei Xianghong also read the script and knew that Hu Li was the real murderer of the serial murder case. She imagined Xia Qingye's appearance as Hu Li, and shivered suddenly, "It's so serious, I'd better trouble you to bring Qingye Go and see."

Nie Zhuying snorted, "Of course I will, and I'll tell you when there is a result."

Wei Xianghong thought for a while, "I can't get through the phone calls to Qingye these days, thanks to you going to accompany her, otherwise I am a little worried. You tell her not to turn her phone on silent all the time, or it will be difficult to find someone." Can't find it."

Nie Zhuying didn't pay much attention, "I know, we'll talk about it after Qingqing comes out of the shower."

After hanging up the phone, Nie Zhuying turned around and saw Xia Qingye wearing a set of retro pajamas, with his arms crossed, leaning against the door, and he didn't know when he would be there.

"Qingqing, you're done washing!"

"I don't need to see a psychiatrist. I know my own situation. Also, I'm not sick."

Well, everything that should be heard and should not be heard has been heard.

Xia Qingye knew that there was something wrong with this person running over suddenly, but he didn't expect to think that she was in the play.

Nie Zhuying walked over and hugged, "Yes, it's not a disease, it's just that you are too involved in a role and think of yourself as her, it's okay, I'll take you to chat with someone tomorrow, you can get out soon. "

Xia Qingye rolled his eyes, "I won't go."

Nie Zhuying stared, thinking that someone was a patient, her attitude softened immediately, "Okay, if you don't go, then you won't go."

Xia Qingye glanced at her suspiciously. She didn't quite believe that Nie Zhuying would give up just like that. She repeatedly emphasized, "I really don't have any problem. If there is a problem, you don't need to tell me. I will find a psychiatrist to ease my mood."

Nie Zhuying nodded, and then said, "Okay, Qingqing, can you cook me a normal meal tomorrow?"

The corner of Xia Qingye's mouth twitched, "We'll talk about it tomorrow."

The question of seeing a psychiatrist was put aside, and neither of them mentioned it again, as if they had reached some kind of tacit agreement.

When she was about to fall asleep, Nie Zhuying suddenly said, "Qingqing, where's your cell phone? Your manager keeps your cell phone on call."

Xia Qingye looked at it, "I don't know where I put my phone, Zhuzi, call me and check."

Nie Zhuying dialed the number proficiently, the room was quiet, there was no sound at all, the two looked at each other and looked at you.

Nie Zhuying simply opened the door of the room, and soon a slight vibration came to her ears. She followed the sound and lay down on the ground, seeing the flashing light of the mobile phone under the sofa.

"Qingqing, your phone got under the sofa."

"Don't worry about it, let's do it tomorrow." As soon as Xia Qingye touched the bed, he felt exhausted from the past few days, and his whole body was extremely sleepy.

Nie Zhuying found a stick, and took out the phone with a sweep. She laughed, and before she had time to show off, she saw the call from 'Lazy'.

She looked at the number she was calling, then looked at 'lazy', and looked back and forth twice...

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