Sweet dreams come in pairs [Transmigration Book]

Shen Shuangzhu prepared for this audition for a long time. Before that, she almost turned down all the announcements and soaked in the screening room at home to immerse herself in the practice.

The film was troubled from the very beginning, almost aborted on several occasions.It is the fate of the crew to survive until today, and it is also her blessing.

Although Wei Chu appreciated her performance, Shen Shuangzhu was not the only actor who tried this role.In front of the camera, Wei Chu would not favor her alone, and she must not miss this opportunity.

Fight for what you want by yourself, maybe the world will be unfair, but in the end everything depends on your strength.This is what Shen Shuangzhu warned herself when she entered the circle.

At that time, she was only 14 years old, and she had the courage to venture into the world, and she made a detailed plan for herself when she was unknown.After experiencing many ups and downs, everything is finally on the right track, and there is another lover who can be completely trusted by her side. There is no luckier thing in the world. worth.

Wei Chu was still somewhat surprised by Shen Shuangzhu's age.She is talented, ordinary people are still lamenting that my family has the age of a young girl, and she has already shouldered all the responsibilities.To some extent, she is very close to Ruan Mingyao's role. She has a rough life experience, but she has light in her heart. She is lonely and strong, and follows Yan Wei's footsteps to overcome difficulties and find the meaning of life.

"Good performance."

Shen Shuangzhu was obviously the one auditioning, but she reminded Guan Meng like this, with a bright smile on her lips, and challenged Guan Meng: "I will act well, my sister will catch it."

Guan Meng was taken aback, followed her into the role, and said happily, "Come."

Having experience in filming a film, the two of them are much more comfortable with many camera positions than at the beginning. After communication, the scene manager gestured to the director's place: everything is ready.

Wei Chu picked up the walkie-talkie: "Start."

The sky was gloomy, the gray clouds condensed into blocks, and it was raining with a patter of rain, which was as cold as a knife.

Yan Guo's three-year recruit selection is coming as scheduled.

Spy is a profession that walks on the tip of a knife, and there is not even a gentle transition period. All training is real. On the first day of entering the barracks, new recruits die, and the death rate is not low.

Normal people would never choose this job. Most of those who become spies come from humble backgrounds and extremely talented people. They have a low life, and they will die if they rot in the mud, and they will die if they fall on the battlefield. , even if you work hard for someone else to be a dog, you can still have something to look forward to in life.

There are also people who aspire to be spies from the very beginning, that's a minority.This kind of person has a firmer mind and endures hardships that other half-way monks can't imagine, so they can become the country's top spies.

Both Yan Wei and Ruan Mingyao are part of the minority.It's just that the banquet is out of the responsibility of the ideal of the family and the country, and Ruan Mingyao is only for the only person.

The recruits who had passed the preliminary screening stood in a neat square formation. The scene in the barracks was even crueler than they had imagined, and there were screams in the training ground ahead.There was a constant smell of blood, and just now another soldier covered in blood was carried down.

The training intensity of female soldiers and male soldiers is the same, and even stricter. After all, when the enemy raises the butcher knife, he will never be a merciful Buddha just because he is a woman.

A man does not flick his tears lightly, but he did not say that a woman cannot shed tears.The phalanx of recruits panicked immediately, and several of them cried so hard that their shoulders curled up and they almost fainted.

Ruan Mingyao raised her head amidst the gloom and gloom, looking at the slender and agile figure in the center of the training ground.

His shots are sharp, his legs are raised ruthlessly, and every move hits the opponent's vitals precisely.Yan Wei stood in the center of the competition arena, and challengers came one after another, including men and women.

She stood firm with one enemy and one hundred, except for not hitting the woman in the face, she was decisive and merciless.

I don't know how long Yanwei has been fighting, but Ruan Mingyao has seen her since she first came in.At this time, a tall and strong man walked into the arena and rushed towards Yan Wei with a vigorous stride. It seemed that the man was kicked out!

"One hundred, that's all for today."

Everyone in the training ground let out a sigh of relief.

Yan Wei took off the blood-stained gloves, took a new pair from the guards, and put them on.She stood in the center of the arena with a long body, and the corner of her robe was dyed red, which added a bit of beauty to her cold face.

She looked at the audience and curled her lips coldly: "The reaction is too slow, and the speed can't keep up. Is this the representative of the male soldier? The degree is far worse."

The man got up from the ground, not daring to question Yan Wei, and left with a livid face.

A dozen or so male soldiers with bruised noses and swollen faces returned to their camp, and when they passed by Ruan Mingyao and the others, they seemed to deliberately find a place for themselves: "A group of little girls have been recruited, like quails."

"The female barracks is just a banquet to support the scene, and it has not cultivated a decent spy for a long time."

"Wars are a man's business. What else can women be used for besides beauty tricks?"

"Heh, look at Yanwei's face, I'm afraid she must have used some kind of coquettish tricks to get into today's position... ah!"

The man hadn't finished speaking, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a lightning-like figure jumping towards him, and before he could react, dense fists like raindrops had already landed on his body.The strength is astonishing, and he hits the vital pain points of his body everywhere.

A big man was pinned down on the ground by a rookie female soldier, screaming and screaming, helpless.

Yan Wei saw this scene in his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he curled his lips calmly.

interesting.

Ruan Mingyao was brought up in front of Yan Wei, and she was kicked from behind for a reckless foul, she lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Yan Wei looked down at her, the plain gloves were almost as white as her complexion.There is a red spot at the corner of the eye, which seems to be a drop of blood splashed unintentionally, and it also looks like a natural beauty's tear mole, which grows on the corner of the eye slightly slanting into the temples.

"Why did you hit someone?" Yan Wei asked indifferently, and looked away from Ruan Mingyao's face, quietly concealing the flash of amazement in her eyes.

Ruan Mingyao stared at Yan Wei intently, opened her mouth, and said, "If he doesn't like it, I'll hit him."

By violating military regulations and uttering wild words, Ruan Mingyao knew that she had caused troubles one after another, so she closed her eyes and waited for the punishment from the officer.It may be scolding, it may be punching and kicking, but as long as it is banquet, she will be happy.

A chuckle came from above her head, Ruan Mingyao didn't wait for the expected punishment, she opened her eyes without knowing why, and saw Yan Wei who knelt down｜whose body was level with her at some point.

Yan Wei stared at her for a moment, his eyes dimmed.She slowly took off the gloves, revealing a pair of slender and beautiful hands with slender fingers and well-defined knuckles.With such hands, holding a knife to kill is like painting with a brush, turning killing into an art.

His fingers curled up, pinching Ruan Mingyao's chin with calloused fingertips.

"Then do you think I'm pleasing to the eye, huh?" Yan Wei laughed, the redness in the corners of the eyes rippled along with the muscle texture, and smeared on the end of the eyes like rouge.

It turned out that it was not a tear mole, but it was more charming than a tear mole.

Ruan Mingyao gasped for breath, her heart skipped a beat, and subconsciously blurted out: "Of course, I'm here for you, and I want to be a fighter like you!"

Yan Wei stretched out his index finger and tapped on her lips, like a drop of rain falling on the dry and parched earth, but left immediately.

"But at your level, it's still far behind."

"I will train hard, and one day I will be able to keep up with you and become your most powerful right arm and right arm!"

Yan Wei hooked the corners of her lips, with a cold look in her eyes, and her cold voice fell like continuous raindrops at this time: "You heard me clearly, I don't need left and right arms, you should always follow closely Not me, but the enemy."

"I, I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean? You beat up veterans on the first day you came in, and you deliberately picked things up to get my attention?" Yan Wei's eyes fell on an empty point in the air, with a ruthless face, but he felt more and more interesting in his heart.

Ruan Mingyao's cheeks were hot, and she bit her lower lip, with a look of humiliation on her face: "It doesn't matter if you look down on me, I will definitely prove my strength."

Yan Wei tilted her head, her eyes playful: "Compete with me, do you dare?"

The audience couldn't help but gasp at the same time.A total of 100 people went up just now, ranging from bruises and swollen faces to falling to the ground in severe cases, and none of them retreated completely.Yan Wei took the nickname of female Shura, even if it was a woman, she would not be soft in the slightest, at most she would avoid the other person's face.

In the eyes of everyone, Ruan Mingyao looked directly into Yan Wei's eyes, without the slightest fear in her eyes, her beautiful eyes shone like the sun.

She said loudly, "I dare."

The rain was getting heavier, and everyone stood around to shelter from the rain. In the open-air competition field, the two confronted each other, each occupying one side.

Yan Wei put on the gloves again, the bandages on her arms were soaked by the rain, and the embroidered gold thread faintly glowed, like a lazy snake waiting for an opportunity to come out.

The cold raindrops were as thin as a knife blade, Ruan Mingyao clasped her fists towards Yanwei, the flag was lit up, and she saw Yanwei's neat figure sweeping like the wind.

Ruan Mingyao dodged quickly, narrowly dodging the first attack, and Yan Wei turned around in a blink of an eye, raising his hand like a knife and clenching his fist like a hammer.

After a few rounds, Yan Wei quickly figured out her weakness, and Zhao Zhao attacked her weak point.

Completely different from other people's private tricks, Yan Wei's ruthlessness is directly on the bright side. She disdains to use harmful moves, but she is absolutely not soft-handed. She only uses a person's weakness to attack fiercely, hitting the opponent's face Losing all dignity and nothing, smashing teeth and swallowing, I had to say convincingly.

Ruan Mingyao's brute strength was also aroused, her eyes were red, she exerted [-]% concentration and strength, and kicked Yan Wei in the stomach at the end of the third round.

The corner of Yan Wei's mouth was bleeding immediately, but he didn't frown. He raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and squinted his eyes, which made Ruan Mingyao both scared and excited.

The next second, Yan Wei launched a more violent attack, every move seemed to kill her.Ruan Mingyao was also not to be outdone, the same bloodthirsty glint as Yan Wei gradually appeared in his eyes, and a martial arts competition seemed like a duel.

The audience looked shocked.

After all, Ruan Mingyao had not undergone long-term systematic training, and began to show a little fatigue under Yan Wei's aggressive offensive.

"Stop now, I can let you go." Yan Wei pressed her against the wall, a silver light flashed in her right hand, and the dagger brushed against Ruan Mingyao's ear and pierced into the cast-iron wall.

Ruan Mingyao stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick the blood from the corner of her mouth, then swung her long knife and slashed at her.

Yan Wei dodges instantly, with a smile on her lips and cold eyes.

Ruan Mingyao refused to admit defeat, and Yan Wei had no intention of letting her go, and deconstructed her with every move, driving her into a desperate situation step by step.

When Ruan Mingyao was crushed to the ground by her neck, she looked at the beautiful face that suddenly magnified in front of her eyes. Before she could feel her accelerated heartbeat, a sudden sharp pain hit her abdomen.

Yan Wei's dagger pierced into her stomach, exactly the same position as the kick she had just kicked in Yan Wei's stomach.

Ruan Mingyao is like a fish on a chopping board that has been slaughtered, her eyes are wide open, she can't hear the surrounding voices, all she can see is Yanwei's card covered with raindrops, as beautiful as poppies soaked in water face, and the gray sky behind her with lightning and thunder.

The pain is as real and intense as the heartbeat.

"If I insert it a little deeper, you will die from excessive blood loss." Yan Wei clung to Ruan Mingyao's ear, licked the other's carotid artery with the tip of her tongue, and said softly, "Are you afraid?"

Ruan Mingyao's lips gradually lost color, her eyes turned white, her body trembled instinctively, her body temperature kept dropping, her pupils dilated, but her eyes were still locked on Yan Wei.

If she was going to die, she also hoped to see Yan Yiyi more before she died.

Ruan Mingyao touched the dagger with a trembling hand, it was covered with her blood, and the rain flowed, spreading a red shoal on the ground.

In fact, she died a long time ago, and she lived like a walking corpse to this day. It would be a pleasure to be known by Yan Wei personally. If she walked in the world and turned into Yan Wei's soul after death, would it be considered shoulder to shoulder?

"Your life is passing, and it will soon reach a tipping point."

Yan Wei pressed her, and slowly pulled out the dagger: "Remember this feeling. Only after experiencing the pain of death can you go on without fear in the future."

"Card!"

Wei Chu's voice sounded through the intercom. He stared at the monitor without moving, and said to the scene manager, "Go check the two of them for injuries."

Guan Meng and Shen Shuangzhu were still immersed in the play for a while, the hatred on their faces hadn't disappeared, and they couldn't get rid of their emotions for the time being when they heard the director's call.

The artificial rainwater gradually receded, and the costumes on both of them were soaked. Shen Shuangzhu lay on the cold floor, shivering uncontrollably.

Guan Meng blinked, wiped his face, but couldn't smile, so he had to pull him up with a stiff expression, and the two sat on the ground together and slowly regained consciousness.

"It's so cruel." Guan Meng looked down at his stomach. Shen Shuangzhu's kick just now, even though he borrowed his seat, his stomach still suffered some force, and now he feels a dull pain when he relaxes.

She finally experienced Shen Shuangzhu's fighting power for herself.

If she really used all her strength, she might have to fly off the stage like the big guy in the play just now.

The studio assistant took them back to the fitting room to change into clean clothes, and brought them steaming ginger soup.

Guan Meng drank the ginger soup and couldn't help but said: "You are so good, it's not bad for you to play Yanwei."

Shen Shuangzhu smiled and said, "No, I may be able to play Yan Wei's side as Yan Wei's spy, but I may not be suitable to play her other side."

After all, Yanwei's other identity is that of Xia Guo's beloved princess.