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Luo Shiwei never imagined that one day he would be able to participate in the filming of a film and see it play with his own eyes.

Even if it's just a half-finished product.

Familiar faces flashed on the big screen one after another, and with the end of the opening title, the whole story started from the protagonist played by Yue Qiao, Shen Duqiu, and unfolded in full swing.

[Shen Duqiu, who was tricked by his family into going on a blind date and fled, got the news that his same-sex lover decided to get married.

"I love you, but I need a wife in name only to take care of the family." The man's handsome face was full of distressed exhaustion, and he explained to him sincerely: "Duqiu, don't worry, we are only married by marriage, I It's still yours alone."

Being both a lover and a partner of the company, Shen Duqiu was forced to stay and watched helplessly as his lover and a woman entered the marriage hall.

The woman was innocent, her pretty face was full of yearning for marriage, Shen Duqiu immediately realized that he had been cheated, and the woman had been cheated too, but it was too late.

Shen Duqiu tried his best to get rid of this immoral relationship, but time and time again his heart softened and he stayed behind. He faced the woman's eyes from vigilance to hatred, but found that his lover was entangled with the student Nan Yan whom he had benevolent to. .

Shen Duqiu's injuries were gradually deepening, and his depression became more and more serious. His whole body had reached the point of losing control and self-mutilation, which was just the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Just then, his lover died.

Zha Gong's sanctimonious and hypocritical mask was taken off by his wife, and he cooperated with Zha Gong's mistress, Nan Yan, and sent him to prison for tax evasion, and then committed suicide in fear of crime.

The wife who was cheated into marriage had a twisted heart, and finally pierced her heart with a dagger and passed away. 】

The screen stopped abruptly.

Gu Yu, who played the role of Slag Gong, is now imprisoned, and Dai Wei, who plays the wife, committed suicide and was sent to the hospital to linger. Everyone's endings are overlapping with those in the film step by step.

He thought he had changed his direction, but in fact, all of this was firmly in the hands of that man.

But now, in this unfinished film, only the ending of Nan Yan and Shen Duqiu is still being filmed, and their actors Luo Shiwei and Yue Qiao only have one month left.

Luo Zhiwei's smile slowly faded.

"Yuan Yiqi, I've been thinking about a question. You want everyone to follow your script. Is it to make the movie show in reality, or to satisfy your perverted desire to control the world?"

"Wrong, this is not my script, but their predetermined ending."

Yuan Yiqi handed the red wine to his hand, he leaned over slightly, gently stroked the young man's cheek, smiled lowly, and said:

"Shen Duqiu is the reflection of Yue Qiao, Nan Yan is your dark side, Lu Zhao is Gu Yu, it was never me who imposed the script on you, he was you.

Just like Nan Yan, he longs to become strong and to be respected by everyone, so he can do whatever it takes to do so. In fact, isn't his wish exactly what you want? "

Luo Zhiwei took the wine glass, took a sip, and said indifferently: "But I'm not the Luo Shiwei you chose at first, and I'm not the Nanyan you set according to Luo Shiwei. Director Yuan won't come Didn't see it clearly today?"

"Yes, I know you are not Luo Shiwei, but you are Nan Yan, the Nan Yan I modified and debugged based on you now.

Of course, you are indeed a variable in this script, and you have violated Luo Shiwei's character design many times. Let me think about it, what is the source of this series of variables? "

Yuan Yiqi was not surprised at all. He rested his chin with one hand, seemed to be thinking, and pondered: "Possess the ability of a prophet? Or a reborn person from the future? Or a traveler from other time and space, maybe it makes sense, but that so what?"

He smiled slightly, and said lightly, "No matter what your identity is, it's not enough to destroy the script. On the contrary, I set up a more exciting plot for you than ordinary people. Only you deserve to have an ending."

Luo Zhi frowned slightly.

The man stared at the big screen. In the darkness, his gray-blue eyes were shining brightly. He showed and shared his art to Luo Shiwei in an eager but still clear tone.

He said: "This is a brand-new script. Only you can be the radiant protagonist. Everything is centered on you and spread out. Gu Yu's destruction, Dai Wei's suicide, and Yue Qiao's sinking are all here. It's because of your leadership."

"You are not Luo Shiwei, you are Nan Yan, the Danatus who harvests and destroys, and I will record all of this and help you expand the inferiority of human nature and accelerate the reincarnation of everyone."

As he spoke, he looked at Luo Shiwei, his gaze didn't look like he was looking at the same kind, but pure selfless appreciation and admiration for the artwork.

Luo Shiwei suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

Such Yuan Yiqi doesn't look like a vicious villain at all.

When he mentioned art, his eyes sparkled, and his face showed the innocence and innocence of a newborn child. Those gray-blue eyes were pure without any impurities, devoutly yearning for the ultimate in art. See, indestructible.

Yuan Yiqi, which contains divinity, is a high god, and it is impossible to have a fatal weakness and be destroyed by a mortal.

God is indestructible.

For a moment, Luo Shiwei was even a little desperate.

Can he really defeat Yuan Yiqi?

"So, in this script, what is my ending?" He asked hoarsely.

"do not be afraid."

With a smile in his eyes, Yuan Yiqi gently kissed his forehead and said, "I will write the most perfect ending for you."

Luo Shiwei's pupils suddenly dilated.

His heart was pounding, as if he was about to break out of his body. The young man clenched his hands tightly to calm himself down, but his brain was jumping uncontrollably.

He finally discovered Yuan Yiqi's weakness!

His indestructible divinity in the field of art, only when facing Luo Shiwei, still reveals a little humanity, which belongs to Yuan Yiqi's true emotions.

Luo Shiwei didn't even know how he got home.

When he came back to his senses, he was already carrying a balance scale in his hand, Luo Shiwei put a weight on the right side, made a "ding" sound, and said in a low voice: "This is Yuan Yiqi's obsession with art. "

Put the second weight down,

Put the third weight down.

There are three full weights placed on the right, and the balance tilts for a while.

On the left side, there is only one weight, and the name on it is: Luo Shiwei.

Luo Shiwei on the left side of the balance scale was weighed down by the three weights on the right, making him staggering and crumbling.

Just like Luo Zhiwei's position in Yuan Yiqi's mind.

Weak, far inferior to his fanatical pursuit of perfection.

"Is that so..."

Luo Shiwei laughed in a strange voice, he put the second weight on the balance scale on the left, and read in a low voice: "Tattoos."

"Change the principles."

"Unique attention."

"If you continue to add weights to it..."

…………

.........

Weights were put up one after another, gradually surpassing the right side, and even pushed the three weights on the right to an unstoppable tilt.

"Whoa, whoa-"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the right side finally failed, and then the entire balance scale fell to the ground, smashed to pieces.

Just like Yuan Yiqi.

"Ah..." The young man stood in front of the window, the breeze blew by, his messy hair covered his blurred face, and he could only hear a soft exclamation, which seemed to be infinitely joyful: "Director Yuan, I seem to know what to do." How did you destroy it?"

Using himself to magnify the trace of humanity in his mind, what will happen when Luo Shi slightly overwhelms his obsession with art?

Really looking forward to it.

Luo Zhiwei's lips curled into a bright smile, full of malice.

The play is still being filmed day by day.

Now that the crew is in the final stage, only Luo Shiwei and Yue Qiao are the only important roles left.

Obviously he had the least part in the scene and was about to wrap up, but what Luo Zhiwei saw first was Shen Duqiu's ending.

Modified ending.

In the original script, Shen Duqiu jumped down from a tall building, bloody and bloody, but now it was changed to him dying in Nan Yan's hands.

Shen Duqiu sent the fruit knife to Nan Yan's hand and pierced his heart.

After Luo Shiwei finished reading, subconsciously, the image of Yue Qiao lying in a pool of blood, his face getting paler, until he lost his breath subconsciously appeared in his mind.

"……through!"

He slammed the script down on the table.

[Brother, Yuangou must want me to kill Yueqiao with my own hands, believe it or not?Where did he have the confidence? He didn't have any compulsions at all, and he asked me to kill my son. He must be overthinking it. It's almost the same if I kill him! 】

Luo Zhi sneered slightly.

Yuan Yiqi's figure flashed before his eyes.

The young man's smile immediately became bright, and he looked very cute: "Director Yuan, good afternoon."

Yuan Yiqi glanced at the script on the table, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Did you see this? Coincidentally, let's shoot this part in advance this afternoon."

Luo Shiwei glared at him.

Bad taste, the bad taste of this dog thing is really annoying!

Yuan Yiqi smiled lowly, "The little bastard's cuteness can't last for a few minutes."

"Okay, Director Yuan." Luo Shi gritted his teeth slightly and said, "I'm obedient. You are the director, so of course I listen to you, right?"

"Really obedient."

Yuan Yiqi bent his lips and said, "It's a pity that after you finish shooting, you won't be able to see such a cute look again."

"How could it be, you are so kind to me, I have already thought about it, even if it is finished, I have to stay by your side and help you recover from your injury." Luo Zhiwei held his hand sincerely. hand, said: "From now on, I will take care of you in every possible way."

The deadline is one month.

It's a subtext both men know well.

Yuan Yiqi knew that this little bastard was uneasy and kind, but it was useful, so he said with a smile: "Then I will trouble you, Xiao Luo."

In order to fulfill his promise, Luo Shiwei moved directly to Yuan Yiqi's apartment.

Filming with him during the day, when I go back at night, I either observe the original dog, or just nest in the studio and fiddle with it.

Yuan Yiqi came up to take a look, and saw that he drew a girl, so he didn't pay much attention.

When Luo Zhiwei saw someone coming downstairs, he slowly took out the paint, and a touch of blue lit up the girl's eyes.

Well, it's very nice.

Taking advantage of Yuan Yiqi's absence, he quickly started to paint, and even stayed up all night with excitement.

It was bright the next day, and Luo Shiwei went out with a circle of panda eyes on his face. He yawned, and in Yuan Yiqi's surprised eyes, he said, "Good morning."

"You came out of the studio?"

"Well, I also prepared a gift for you."

Luo Zhiwei took a sip of water, caught sight of him walking upstairs, and then ran out without any hesitation.

Yuan Yiqi went upstairs and walked into the studio, the cool morning breeze hit, and a corner of the canvas was blown away, revealing a moving gray-blue eye.

The man's eyelids twitched.

He took off the entire canvas without hesitation, and a picture of a beautiful woman appeared in front of him.

The beautiful girl was wearing a white robe exclusive to the clergy, embroidered with exquisite and gorgeous golden patterns, her long black hair was particularly elegant, her delicate face was lifted up, and her gray-blue eyes were pure, holy and beautiful.

Black hair, blue eyes, smiling lips.

That appearance is completely a sexual transformation of the original Yiqi.

"..."

Yuan Yiqi was silent for a moment, with a strange expression on his face.

After a while, he put his hand on his forehead and said to himself in a low voice: "Is it because I don't know him well, or because I haven't paid enough attention to him recently, he still has the mood to do such childish things?" .”

The childishness makes people want to hold him down and clean him up severely.