The villain must spend all his money before he goes bankrupt [Transmigration Book]

After Cheng Ran finished speaking, he glanced at Ye Zhou cautiously, his pale lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he lowered his head, looked at the ground and said nothing.

Seeing him walking in a mess and limping, Ye Zhou knew that something must have happened. He actually wanted to ask what happened. It can be seen that Cheng Ran's attitude of being too lazy to talk to him suddenly stopped thinking.

Withdrawing his gaze, he looked down for the script that had fallen on the ground, bent down to pick it up and stuffed it into his backpack, zipped it up and threw it over his shoulder, and walked towards the warehouse door.

When he walked to the door, cut off all the power in the entire warehouse, and opened the door to leave, he felt a cold touch on his arm.

Ye Zhou stopped in his tracks, frowned slightly, but didn't speak.

The light outside the warehouse contrasted sharply with the darkness inside. Behind Cheng Ran was the bright and dazzling light outside the warehouse, but in front of him was the endless darkness.

His hand grasped Ye Zhou's arm tightly, and his knuckles began to turn white due to too much force. If the lights in the warehouse were on, Ye Zhou could see Cheng Ran's pale face and flushed with despair, full of tears s eyes.

It's a pity that the warehouse is very dark, so dark that it can swallow all of Cheng Ran's emotions.

Ye Zhou felt the strength in his hands increase. He struggled, but couldn't break free. The two of them remained in a stalemate for about 2 minutes, and neither of them spoke.

Ye Zhou sighed and said, "Let go."

Instead of letting go, Cheng Ran grabbed his arm even more forcefully, as if deliberately opposing him.

"you are late."

"The staff who auditioned for you had already left half an hour ago."

Ye Zhou's tone was slow and gentle. There was no anger in his words, and some were only peaceful. He broke Cheng Ran's fingers holding his arm one by one, and stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"No matter what reason you failed to come as scheduled, today's audition can no longer continue."

Ye Zhou's words turned into sharp blades piercing into Ran Ran's chest. His face seemed to be paler than when he first came, from pale to pale, his chest heaved violently, and even his thin lips were bitten out of blood. nothing.

I thought he would say something, but after waiting for a long time, I only waited for a small apology.

"sorry."

Ye Zhou shook his head, "Come out, I'm going to lock the door."

Cheng Ran was trembling all over, his white and delicate palms were already bloodstained by fingernails, he held it in for a long time, his voice was intermittent and somewhat inaudible.

"Can you..."

"Let me play it once."

Ye Zhou glanced at him, and said calmly, "Everyone has left, your performance now is meaningless, it can't even be considered an audition, do you still want to act?"

Seeing that he did not directly refuse, Cheng Ran's tightly pursed lips relaxed slightly, and his voice was firm: "I want to act."

Raising his hand to look at the time on the watch, Ye Zhou asked again: "Even if you perform well, you won't be recognized, do you still want to act?"

"To play."

"Even if you can't get a role, you don't even have a camera, and you don't even have a partner for the show, do you still want to act?"

"I want to act." Cheng Ran said in a low voice, his voice was actually quite low, but he affirmed it without hesitation three times in a row, his firmness was beyond doubt.

Ye Zhou looked at him, his understanding of Cheng Ran was originally derived from that book, and several encounters after he traveled to this world, but the current Cheng Ran seems to be a little different from the Cheng Ran in his previous impression .

Specifically, it was difficult for Ye Zhou to say what was different in a short time. The only thing that was certain was that Cheng Ran seemed to be... pleasing to the eye a lot.

Ye Zhou was silent for a moment, let go of the doorknob, turned around and re-entered the warehouse.

The lights came on, taking in every corner of the warehouse. Ye Zhou could naturally see Cheng Ran's distress, but he didn't say anything, and strode back to where he was originally sitting.

Ye Zhou took out the script from his bag and flipped through it. When he turned to a certain page, he paused for a moment, folded that page, and pushed it to Cheng Ran in front of him, "This scene."

"I'll give you 10 minutes to prepare, and it will start in 10 minutes."

Ye Zhou's reaction made Cheng Ran's nose sour, and he almost burst into tears.

It's not that I feel wronged, but I feel the long-lost feeling of being respected.

Ye Zhou would not ask him why he was late, nor why he was in such a mess, nor would he ask him to recount those embarrassing and unspeakable experiences.

On the contrary, his businesslike attitude made Cheng Ran let go of those bad things for a short time, and put his heart and soul into the role he wanted to perform.

Cheng Ran quickly scanned the script. He had read the thick book countless times, and it took only a few seconds for him to have the plot and dialogue of the scene that Ye Zhou was referring to.

The difficulty of this scene is not low. It is an inner scene of the hero. In the absence of later narration, all the emotions of the character need to be expressed by the actor's facial expressions and subtle movements.

Before Cheng Ran, Ye Zhou used this scene to win over many people. There were even two popular actors among them.

Of course, after so many auditions, it's not like I haven't met an actor who can control the scene. He is a well-deserved actor with a strong grasp of the role. If it wasn't for the huge gap in image, Ye Zhou might have already decided on an actor. .

Ye Zhou put away his thoughts and looked at Cheng Ran who was looking at the script and talking to himself. He seemed to have started to get involved. He still looked embarrassed, but his demeanor had begun to show subtle changes compared to before.

This kind of change is hard to describe in words, but for a director like Ye Zhou who has watched countless people, he can notice it at a glance.

Time passed by, and when 10 minutes came, Ye Zhou asked, "Are you ready?"

Cheng Ran nodded, closed the script in his hand, and handed it to Ye Zhou.

Following Ye Zhou's words, "It's time to start", Cheng Ran sat down on the discarded iron bucket stained with dried paint, his head hung down as if he was thinking about something.

The originally calm eyes were instantly smeared with numbness. He obviously only looked to be in his early twenties, which was the age of vitality, but now Cheng Ran seemed to have been sucked out of his anger. He sat there, maintaining the same posture. , like a lifeless sculpture.

Suddenly, his hand that was hanging on his lap moved slightly, his thin white fingers curled up slightly, and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes very quickly.

But the time for this light to exist is too short, so short that it is only fleeting. It seems to remember something, and after several struggles, it finally returns to dead silence.

His feet unconsciously stepped on the ground, making a soft sound, which was very clear in the quiet warehouse.

Ye Zhou clasped his hands together and watched Cheng Ran's performance with his jaw propped up. He had to say that he was really smart, and he found the starting point very well. With just a few simple body language and expression changes, he had successfully hooked Cheng Ran. Ye Zhou was interested.

When he was thinking, Cheng Ran's posture had changed. His legs were close together, and his hands were placed on them very neatly, like a good student who was most liked by the teacher in class.

It's just that the indifference and impatience in the eyes are getting more and more obvious, and they are constantly surging in the eyes, as if a terrible wave is brewing.

Even from a long distance, Ye Zhou could feel the anxiety from Cheng Ran's body. His expression looked plain and nothing special at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he could feel his disengagement, as if he was out of tune with this world. generally.

Ye Zhou stared at Cheng Ran intently, carefully observing every change in his mood, even a slight change would be noticed.

Cheng Ran's fingers on his knees moved slowly towards the position beside him. He seemed very nervous, but he was extremely firm. He stretched out his hand and retracted it. After repeated several times, he was finally about five centimeters away from his hand. The distance stopped.

He quickly grasped something, and after taking it back, he fumbled with his fingers over and over again. His performance was very natural, every move was as if there was such an object in his hand, and even the small details were not ignored.

After rubbing Cheng Ran's hand for a few seconds, his fingertips began to tremble slightly, but the expression on his face was very calm, and there was even a little joy in his big dull eyes.

Put the hand holding the thing on the slender wrist of the other hand, touch the blood vessels in the wrist with your fingertips, and feel the pulse beating quietly.

This kind of stillness lasted for dozens of seconds, and Cheng Ran suddenly stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his dry lips, the tip of his tongue was blood-colored, and the joy in his eyes was even more joyful.

Feeling the beating pulse, Cheng Ran's right hand made a movement unexpectedly, and slashed fiercely on the thin white wrist with the object in the palm of his hand.

The show ends here.

For those who have never read the script, Cheng Ran's performance is very strange, but for Ye Zhou, who is familiar with the script and character design, knows that Cheng Ran's performance is very... surprising.

Ye Zhou looked at Cheng Ran who was still sitting there without moving, stood up and walked to his side, saying, "That's fine."

After getting Ye Zhou's reminder, Cheng Ran came back from the role belatedly. His eyes were a little dazed, but he quickly regained focus and smiled embarrassedly.

After Cheng Ran's performance was over, Ye Zhou did what he said when he first said he wanted to perform. He neither praised nor belittled, and he didn't even make any comments on his performance.

"Is there any arrangement for a while? I'll see you off." Ye Zhou asked while packing his things.

It would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed, but Cheng Ran had already been mentally prepared for this outcome, and he didn't expect Ye Zhou to choose him with just a performance.

He just worked hard for so long and didn't want to leave regrets for himself. He also... wanted Ye Zhou to know that he was really working hard to prepare, and he wasn't playing tricks on him.

Cheng Ran shook his head, "No need, I'll just go back by myself."

Ye Zhou was noncommittal to his words, and after packing up their things, the two left the warehouse together. Cheng Ran's consciousness was a little far away, and his mind seemed to have a lot of things to think about, messy and clueless.

Until he heard the sound of the car door being opened, Cheng Ran came back to his senses and saw Ye Zhou pulling the car door, beckoning him to get in the car.

Cheng Ran still wanted to refuse, but seeing Ye Zhou's insistence, he still didn't say no, and obediently got into the car.

There were so many things that happened today, coupled with the intense concentration just now, that after Cheng Ran sat in the car and relaxed emotionally, his exhaustion continued to surge, and he fell asleep with his head lightly leaning on the car window.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I had reached the door of a place that looked like a hospital.

Ye Zhou was no longer in the driver's seat, he was knocking on the car window, and when he saw Cheng Ran woke up, he signaled him to get out of the car.

Cheng Ran subconsciously wanted to refuse, "No, I... I don't need it."

Ye Zhou looked impatient, and the sound of knocking on the glass became more urgent. Cheng Ran had no choice but to grit his teeth and limped out of the car, wanting to talk to Ye Zhou after getting out of the car.

But Ye Zhou didn't listen to what he said at all, and couldn't refuse, "You go in by yourself, or do you want me to ask someone to carry you in on a stretcher?"

"I have an appointment in an hour, you don't want me to be late because of you?"

Having already said so much, Cheng Ran pursed his lips, and in the end he didn't say anything else. He limped and followed Ye Zhou aggrievedly, and the two walked into the hospital together.