Rebirth of the Blue Fox Demon

It's cold and rainy, and there seems to be a melancholy flavor quietly brewing in the air.

The Xishan Cemetery lies quietly in the drizzle. Even though it is taken care of by the cemetery every day, it still exudes a lingering smell of decay. It is cold and damp, and the coldness is aided by the rain. Attached to the skin, it is cold from the pores to the bottom of the heart, making people shudder.

No one would like it here, except Zhuo Yidao.

On such a cold and rainy day, the man didn't hold an umbrella. He stood there with a cold face, silent for a long time, his delicate and handsome face was wet by the rain, showing a paleness and fragility different from usual.

The world was vast, and the man stood alone, with an unconcealable aura of misery all over his body, and bits and pieces of sadness and loneliness in the depths of his eyes.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the man was drenched all over. He still stood motionless in front of the tombstone, staring straight at the smiling girl in the photo.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally moved. He took out a rose from the breast pocket of his suit jacket, and gently stroked the petals that were wet by the rain.

The dark red rose, against the man's white and slender fingers, is dangerous and alluring.

He leaned over slightly, and placed the roses in front of the tombstone with a reverent expression. His lips moved slightly, as if he had said something, but he seemed to have said nothing at all.

After doing this, the man turned around, and suddenly met a pair of bright eyes with overwhelming hatred inside, the man's expression was stiff for a moment, but in the next second, he raised a slightly evil look Laughing, he asked slowly: "Xiao Yuan, why are you here? You just started working. Is there anything you don't like?"

The boy on the opposite side was holding a black umbrella, wrapped in a black suit, probably because the weather was too cold, his whole body was shaking slightly, his left hand holding the umbrella handle was tightened tightly, veins were all over the place, As if trying to suppress something.

Zhuo Yidao didn't seem to notice the abnormality of the young man, raised his eyebrows and smiled and said: "Sure enough, he is still a child, he came out with such little clothes, if he gets sick, he will be fine..." His tone was like an elder's concern.

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and raised his usual gun hand, intending to straighten the boy's collar.

With a crisp "pa", the young man knocked Zhuo Yidao's hand off, took a step back, and glared at Zhuo Yidao.

The sadness and sadness in Zhuo Yidao's eyes flashed past, and he returned to normal after a while, and smiled like a normal person: "I still have something to do, let's take a step first, the same sentence, if you encounter any problems, call my private phone number , You have to take care of yourself when you are outside alone, don’t, don’t let your sister worry.” As soon as the words fell, she turned around and left without hesitation.

Behind him, Zhou Xiaoyuan stared at him resentfully, with a forbearing and pure expression. Amidst the pattering rain, the young man's voice came faintly, and he asked, "Did you ever have a nightmare after all these years?"

Zhuo Yidao's footsteps were slightly stagnant, he turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes were dark and dark, but the corners of his lips were slowly raised, evoking a bitter smile.

In the sad and sad atmosphere like old black-and-white photos, the man's smile made the world eclipse.

There were too many things contained in his expression, and the young Zhou Xiaoyuan couldn't read it.

"Card——" Director Feng's voice came through the loudspeaker, "This one is over, I will take a few more close-ups later, then Chuci will rest, Xiaohe will persist for a while, and shoot 5 scenes for 12 scenes gone."

Hearing what he said, Chu Ci was greatly relieved, because it was the first time he was engaged in this kind of work, and he was not very proficient in the business, and the first few shots were not satisfactory, so that He Wanglan had to accompany him to shower Remake in the rain.

When I was filming, I was most afraid of encountering this kind of thing. Being dragged down by a pig teammate, most people would not be in a good mood. Although He Wanglan's cheeks were pale from the cold, she didn't say anything, but every time after the N machine, she took that kind of cold Staring at Chu Ci fiercely, Chu Ci was so frightened that he didn't dare to make another mistake. This time, he managed to pass it with all his might.

After taking a few more close-up shots, Director Feng gave an order, and the staff who had been waiting by the side rushed up in a hurry. Those who brought tea brought tea, and those who handed towels handed over He Wanglan like the stars. Surrounded in the middle, lest he catch cold.

In order to express the protagonist's complicated and depressed mood, the next scene is Zhuo Yidao, played by He Wanglan, walking in the rain, so he can't change clothes yet, and can only warm himself with the hot tea handed over by his assistant Mo Xiaoyu.

When Chu Ci left, he glanced worriedly at the pale He Wanglan, and then returned to the lounge, and took a hot bath happily.

It was already noon at this time, Chu Ci came out after changing his clothes, and happened to see Yang Yuanyuan playing a scene with He Wanglan.

As the male protagonist portrayed in "The Sharp Knife", Zhuo Yidao is evil and powerful. After the tragic death of his girlfriend, he became more indifferent and ruthless. Facing the accusations of his girlfriend's younger brother, he still has an expression of indifference.

However, no one knew how much pain he had in his heart.

After coming out of Xishan Cemetery, He Wanglan did not go home immediately. He walked aimlessly on the street, in the drizzle, and suddenly saw his beloved girlfriend standing in front of the coffee shop on the corner, smiling slightly at him .

"Xiaowen..." the man murmured.

The girl in the light-colored dress shyly called him, "Brother Zhuo."

Zhuo Yidao's eyes lit up, and he stumbled over there, only to find that there was no one there at all, his outstretched hands could not catch anything except air, and the palms were empty, as if mocking his self-righteousness.

"Heh..." The man let out an indistinct low laugh, and gradually a strong sadness and disappointment appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand and slowly covered his face, as if he was trying to avoid something.

When he put down his palm again, the man smiled without warmth. He stood up straight, walking vigorously and briskly, like a walking dagger, showing its sharpness.

At this moment, he became that Zhuo Yidao who had committed many crimes again.

He Wanglan has a unique charm when acting, which can firmly attract the attention of everyone present like a magnet, even Chu Ci is no exception.

Looking at the wet man in the middle of the scene, he once again felt the light that belonged to Ying Yingdi, and he couldn't help but feel admiration.

No wonder He Wanglan was able to become the youngest actor in the history of Huaguo, he really has this ability, compared with him, even Yang Yuanyuan who plays the heroine is quite bleak.

So this is the so-called acting?Let people be in the scene, and the emotions are constantly changing with their performance?Chu Ci frowned and thought about it. Before he himself noticed it, Chu Ci's rejection of acting gradually disappeared.

The sequence of walking in the rain is relatively short, and He Wanglan and Yang Yuanyuan are both well-tested and have nothing to say about their acting skills, so it didn't take much time, and the shooting was finished quickly.

When the play was over, He Wanglan huddled in her military overcoat, trembling as she walked, obviously severely frozen.

Chu Ci felt a little guilty. If he hadn't made mistakes repeatedly, He Wanglan wouldn't have been exposed to the rain for such a long time. What's more, it's still December, which is the coldest time. What if something bad happens? ?

Thinking like this, Chu Ci went out to buy a cup of hot dark chocolate, and trotted to deliver it to He Wanglan. The other party's bloodless face was calm and unwavering, looking down at the things in Chu Ci's hand, and there was no movement for a long while.

Chu Ci knew that He Wanglan didn't really like this kind of bitter drink, but it was high in calories, which was just suitable for his current situation, so he urged: "Hurry up and drink."

He Wanglan twitched the corner of her mouth, reluctantly took it, and muttered something in her mouth, but unfortunately Chu Ci didn't hear clearly.