The strongest superstar in history

Qian Cangming picked up the script, stared at the place marked by the red pen on the page, and frowned deeply. When his eyes glanced over the first line and slowly moved to the second line, he He decisively closed the script.

It seems... the possibility of him surviving in the hands of Tsuruga Lian... is extremely slim!

"How is it? Has Mr. Tsuruga Renbara forgiven you?" Kazumi handed the tea in front of Asakura Ming.

"Thank you, he said it depends on my acting skills, but I think... more than luck." Asakura Ming smiled helplessly on his lips, and then took a sip of warm tea.

"Haha, doesn't that mean I've forgiven you! I'm very confident in Xiao Ming's acting skills!" Kazumi sat down beside Qian Cang Ming, and stroked her round belly with one hand.

"Are you sure I can be forgiven under such a script?" Although Qian Cangming kept a gentle smile on her face, her eyes were full of resentment when she cast the script on her lap.

"Although you are just a sideshow, do you know how many people will watch this movie? In this circle, no matter how good your acting skills are, you are just a familiar face at the beginning. After the audience gets familiar with your face, You have the possibility of becoming famous, besides, don't you think this script is very interesting?"

"Are you serious?" Qian Cangming turned his head, and his glazed eyes just fell on Hemei's smiling face. Is he the only one who thinks this script is abnormal?

"Asakura Ming! It's your part!"

Accompanied by the deep bass, Kazumi Asakura Myoshin gave a thumbs up, "Go, you are the best!"

"Thank you." The smile on Asakura Ming's lips was still as warm as jade, but when he walked to the shooting scene step by step, the smile on his lips tended to freeze.

It was a bed, a bed covered with pure white sheets, a KINGSIZE bed that could accommodate several people, besides him, there was a tall and slender figure in front of the bed, the man with one hand in his pocket, black Fragmented hair was scattered on his forehead, and a pair of black eyes were deep and far away. The man in front of him was not so much an actor as a work of art. Just standing there, he had an elegant and noble atmosphere.

Should it be said that it is Tsuruga Ren?One of Japan's top male entertainers, Asakura Ming sighed, and began to listen carefully to the director's commentary.

"I believe you have all read the script. Although it is a comedy, I am a director who likes to pursue perfection. As long as I am not satisfied with anything, I will shout 'click'. In addition, although it is written in the script, it is a room. It’s very dark inside, but the actual operation is brightly lit, and the dim effect is produced by post-production processing! Lian, as an old actor, you should know, and Asakura Ming, I don’t care if you are a newcomer, if your acting skills let me know If you’re not satisfied, I’ll change people at any time, understand?” Director Hayakawa clapped his hands after explaining, and then shouted loudly: “Everyone take your place!”

Although the director's tone is fierce, Asakura Ming is completely understandable. In fact, what worries him the most is not being replaced, but under the premise of bright lights... Being blind, yes, he not only needs to be blind when he can see clearly. Under the premise of He Lian's face, he had to be pushed down on the bed, and he had to touch his chest accurately, and in the end, he had to shyly say that line that was so powerful that it made people vomit blood...

The word 'subtle' is no longer enough to describe Asakura Ming's heart at this moment. The only thing he can rely on now is Alice. He must get rid of any distracting thoughts. His body poured out, and his expression became calm at this moment.

"Okay, follow my command, ACTION!"

Asakura Ming suddenly opened his eyes, his quiet expression turned blank in an instant, but his cheeks were blushing, his eyes seemed to be unable to see clearly, but when he hit Dun with his waving hand, When he was talking to He Lian, an excited expression instantly appeared on his face.

He stumbled and threw Tsuruga Ren on the bed, and pressed one hand on Tsuruga Ren's chest accurately. After feeling the hot touch, Asakura Ming's brain suddenly went blank for a moment, Wait, under such circumstances, should his hands look a little bit more strained?After all, the word 'press' is written in the script, not the word 'touch'. The definition of 'press' is very delicate, and even a little bit of effort is a problem, although he can completely solve the problem of expression with Alice , but in action...

Just when Asakura Ming was struggling with himself, those glass-colored eyes accidentally caught Tsuruga Ren who was being pressed on the bed, and the star eyes under the black broken hair collided with him, and Lian's brows Locked deeply, his eyes seemed to hide a pool of deep water, and his delicate collarbone was exposed under the slightly open white shirt. He could almost feel the warm breath from the tip of the other's nose. In an extremely bad scene, he seemed to be able to feel the director's dissatisfied eyes.

It seems that there is no other way, but to say the next line first, anyway, sooner or later he will die!It's better to be direct!Qian Cangming slightly turned his head away, using Alice's strength to flush a faint red on his cheeks, his glass-colored eyes were slightly open, his eyes kept wandering on Lian's body, and he said half shyly and half excitedly: "Your breasts are so beautiful. Little...but it doesn't matter, I will never despise you!"

Three seconds after finishing this line, Asakura Ming's brain completely fell into a state of shock, followed by the entire crew falling into silence, and a strange silence filled the air...

Just when the atmosphere was most embarrassing, one, two, followed by countless loud laughter rang out one after another in the crew, the soaring laughter almost toppled the roof, every staff member covered their stomachs, He couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahahaha, it's funny, it's really funny."

"Did you see that shy expression? That kid is a talent!"

At this time, Asakura Ming was still pressing on Tsuruga Lian, his brain was completely blank, he said...he actually said it...this feeling is really...too subtle...

"How long will you hold on to me?"

The deep voice awakened Asakura Ming in an instant, and a habitual smile bloomed on his lips: "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

Asakura Ming just finished saying this and felt something was wrong, but when he came back to his senses, Tsuruga Ren had already walked to the other side, and his assistant was helping him tidy up his clothes.

"Xiao Ming! What a great performance just now! Although Director Hayakawa didn't say anything, judging from his expression, he is quite satisfied!" Kazumi patted Asakura Ming's back excitedly, her bright face was full of It's a smile.

"Thank you." Asakura Ming glanced in Tsuruga Ren's direction. Although the expression on Ren's face looked the same as usual, he could feel a terrifying low air pressure all around... And the most important thing is that from just now to now, Tsuruga Lian even gave him a look, he can only say... Sure enough, his judgment is correct, no matter who is performing the scene just now, he will feel angry, Tsuruga Ren is no exception.

Qian Cangming picked up the script on the chair, and then turned to his next line. After his light-colored eyes stayed on the page for several seconds, he finally came to a conclusion...

After performing the next rivalry scene, I'm afraid he really won't be able to go home alive...