entertainment age

Mo Qingge squinted her eyes, apparently not believing Long Aotian's words.Although Long Aotian's attitude has long been noticed, he just hasn't found out the reason.In fact, Mo Qingge also really wanted to know why Long Aotian always exudes a kind of contempt and disdain from the bottom of his heart when he gets along with him.

He turned around and faced Long Aotian, their faces were only three fingers apart.Each other's breath is close at hand, and in each other's dark eyes is another person's appearance.This is a typical ambiguous/ambiguous section, but in the air, there is not the slightest bit of charm/exquisiteness, only a strong smell of fire/powder.

Just when time was about to stand still, Mo Qingge suddenly smiled and ended this meaningless action in his opinion. "Garbage? Well, since the system masters recommend it so strongly, then I won't refuse it anymore."

Long Aotian also quickly recovered his original state from the mode just now, he turned around very naturally, put his hands in his pockets, "I never bother to use words to defeat my opponent, so, don't be beaten so badly later Sample."

Mo Qingge did not continue to fight back, these words were nothing more than painless to him.Long Aotian winked at Mr. Program, and a holographic projection immediately appeared on the wall opposite Mo Qingge, making people feel like he was actually there.

Long Aotian looked at Mo Qingge's complex expression coldly, with a trace of sarcasm, people without light can't do anything perfectly, because this kind of perfection is too fake.

Mo Qingge recovered from the shock, he was already too shocked.If there is a little yearning for the light in his heart, he will definitely be moved by this person.Compared with this person, his performance can only be a performance, too staged.

In the projection, the prince has nothing but his consistent love for the country in his eyes from beginning to end.Compared with the determination, pathos, and sarcasm I performed, it looks too ridiculous.Not to mention the most important love.The love of the prince can make people feel like they are there, without the need for up and down plots, just the inexplicable magnetic field around them can make people cry and show infinite respect.

Such tears are precious.Maybe every time I dream back at midnight, even decades later, I still remember that scene and this character.

And what about your own?It's just adding emotion.After the audience finishes watching, they will leave at most a few worthless tears, and then what?Of course I forgot.

Light is very mysterious. In this world, there is no magic ball that can determine the element of light, so Mo Qingge can survive.He always thought that his acting skills were good, after all, he had deceived so many people.But now, reality hit him hard with such a gesture.

Let Mo Qingge evaluate it by herself, she is a clown!

Mo Qingge remained silent.Although he can use all means to achieve his goal, this does not mean that he is kind to himself.Will save myself from some salutary torture.He's tougher on himself than anyone else.

"Who is he?" Mo Qingge heard his deep voice.

Long Aotian laughed lightly, his chest was vibrating, although the laughter was very cold, it did not fail to achieve an extraordinary effect.Especially in such an environment.

For the first time, Mo Qingge felt a little inferior.

Instinctive inferiority complex.

Just like the vampire in western mythology, he is the king of the night.But always instinctively afraid of the sunlight that makes all other creatures open their arms.

Even if Mo Qingge adjusted his mood in the next second, even if this inferiority complex only appeared for a second, he still felt inferior.If Mr. System perceives the inferiority complex locked by Mo Qingge, Mr. System will be very happy.Because he knows very well that most of the pride, self-confidence, conceit, and even indifference come from low self-esteem.

Long Aotian finished laughing, as if a lazy cat had caught a mouse and played with it.Then he said slowly: "His name is Feng Xiaoran."

Mo Qingge frowned, feeling that Long Aotian was a little baffled.

Maybe because he enjoyed Mo Qingge's expression, Long Aotian continued: "In another time and space, there is a piece of Northwest Continent, and on that continent there is the Feng Clan. Talents emerged from the Clan, and soon, established An empire."

Mo Qingge's expression was a little weird when he heard this, could it be what he thought?He glanced at Long Aotian, Long Aotian was tasting wine.

"I forgot to tell you, the imperial lord who appeared in the script just now happened to have the surname Feng." Long Aotian smiled proudly, "And the lord you played is named Feng Xiaoran."

Mo Qingge: "Is this story true?"

Long Aotian sneered: "Who knows if your story is fake?"

Facing Long Aotian's sneer, Mo Qingge didn't answer.He couldn't find anything to refute, so he could only remain silent expressionlessly.

Long Aotian didn't express any opinion on Mo Qingge's expressionless face, or he had expected it.He just said to Mo Qingge: "There is another rule here, every time a performance is performed, it will be scored once. I originally scored it, but now I let you score it yourself."

There was some cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he thought that nothing hurts such a person more than admitting his failure.And the things that failed are still what he cares about, and even must be achieved.

But Long Aotian was wrong, Mo Qingge was still expressionless, without the slightest fluctuation, he lightly checked the rightmost option on the screen in front of him - D.

D level is the lowest level. S class is the highest level.

There was no trace of pain on Mo Qingge's face, and in fact he didn't have much emotion.He is not the kind of person who tortures himself, enjoys the pain of this torture pervertedly, and obtains strength from it.

Does he hurt?Won't.

He didn't even dare to ask himself seriously, carefully and cruelly: Is your love for your mother a false excuse for survival, or is it completely from the soul?

People who have no faith are not worthy of love!

Faith here represents the lowest level.The belief here can be regarded as an obsession, and even survival is an obsession.

Undoubtedly, Long Aotian was somewhat disappointed.He couldn't see Mo Qingge, the person he despised, with a little annoyance on his face.

Next, Mo Qingge practiced for a long time.A lot of scene rehearsals were carried out, even the campus idol drama directed by Jing Wei was among them.During the performance, the almighty system gentleman also simulated the presence of cameras and staff.

At the end of each performance, when Mo Qingge scored herself, the highest grade was only B.Like a machine, he judges himself strictly and without a shred of emotion.In this regard, Mr. System is rarely frustrated.

Nearly a month has passed in this time and space. During this month, Mo Qingge reduced his rest time to the lowest point, squeezing his own potential to a great extent.However, he didn't have any unexpected situation because of this. On the contrary, maybe he was too tired to speak after this performance, but after resting for a while, his limit broke through again.

Just like the male protagonist in Point X, he always becomes more courageous with frustration.

In fact, everyone can become the protagonist of the upgrade stream, as long as he has a heart that is cruel to himself.

During this process, no matter how tired or painful it was, Mo Qingge never took any pills.Regarding this, Mo Qingge would not admit that she was a little scared.

In the end, Mr. System also helped Mo Qingge train in terms of force, saying that it was part of the tutorial.Although it is only in the initial stage, the effect is good.

"Qingge—" Who is it?

As soon as Mo Qingge woke up, she felt very quiet around her, with the sound of Didi's instrument and a low voice calling, the low voice seemed very magnetic.His hand was tightly held by another pair of warm callused hands, which made him very uncomfortable.He is not used to this somewhat passive state.

Mo Qingge frowned, quickly analyzed the current situation, and finally came to the conclusion that since he entered another time and space as a soul, all signs of life in this body would be reduced to the minimum, that is, only breathing and heartbeat state, unconsciousness.No matter what you do, you won't wake up.

Then, it was Xu Zhengran who heard the voice. Xu Zhengran came looking for him for some reason, and found himself "fainted" in the room.So sent to the hospital.

As expected, when Mo Qingge opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the blindingly white ceiling, and she looked around very quickly, guessing that this ward was still a VIP room.Then there was a pleasant and rough voice in my ear: "Qingge? You finally woke up!"

The goal was Xu Zhengran's ecstatic face.Such strong feelings made Mo Qingge a little suspicious. Based on the analysis of the existing information, he boldly guessed whether Xu Zhengran liked him, right?

Later, he felt that such speculation was a narcissistic behavior. How many people would fall in love with someone they had only met a few times?So put that thought behind you.

In Mo Qingge's eyes, love at first sight does not exist.He thinks that those who fall in love at first sight and then fall in love till the end of time are idiots.

"Zhengran? Why am I in the hospital?" Mo Qingge felt a little bitterness in his mouth, and immediately understood when he looked at the tube on the back of his right hand.

"Qingge, when I arrived at your house, I found you sleepy on the bed, and you couldn't wake up no matter how much you screamed, so I sent you to the hospital." Xu Zhengran showed a little fear, maybe this kind of expression shouldn't appear On this wild face, it looked a little strange at this time.

Mo Qingge's focus is obviously not on this, Mo Qingge looked up and down the nervous man who had been guarding the hospital bed in surprise: "How did you get into my house?"