Peerless Pure 1 vows not to be 0 [Transmigration Book]

He Qin raised his hand to wipe the rainwater off his face, panting with his mouth slightly open, looking at the gray road ahead, everything around him seemed to be blurred.

Close your eyes and slowly bring yourself into the role, look at the world from Jiang Qian's point of view, and think of yourself as him instead of imitating him.

When he opened his eyes again, he seemed to be a different person. His dark pupils were slack, his steps were staggering, he walked in the middle of the road with his back bent and looked up at the gray sky, neither crying nor laughing, just watching.

A boy held an umbrella and ran over him in a hurry, showing disgust in his eyes, and because he was in a hurry, he left in a hurry with only a short sentence of "I'm sick".

He Qin, who was knocked to the ground, was like a puppet, looking down at the dirty ground for a few seconds, then got up and continued walking slowly.

Jiang Qian of different periods appeared in him, from the hopeful embrace at the beginning to the lifeless, he played very well, at least he brought it into it.

"Cut!" Director Zhou yelled and nodded in satisfaction, "This episode is over, He Qin, you can go back to the hotel to rest, and come back to shoot another scene in the afternoon."

"Remember this feeling, don't forget, and do something you like, don't really indulge in it."

In fact, he is still a little dissatisfied with this part. Today's performance of this part is just an attempt to let He Qin understand Jiang Qian on a deeper level, so as to achieve the desired effect.

If you can perform well in the back, you can also do well in the front.

"I know the director." He Qin took the towel handed over by the assistant and wiped his hair. It was difficult to blend in, but it was really easy to get out of the role.

A vampire who has lived for an unknown number of years can hardly forget who he is, and the traces carved in his bones are extremely difficult to get rid of.

Duan Xi, who was hiding in the crowd, originally planned to go straight to He Qin, but when he saw his slightly scary face, he retreated with his little feet.

My boyfriend looks like a ghost after being caught in the rain, so I don't dare to approach him, what should I do?

Waiting online, very anxious.

He Qin's whole body was so wet that water could be squeezed out, his pale complexion was covered with a pair of pure black eyes, and his thin lips were biting red bloodshot eyes. Under the effect of dim light, he really looked like a ghost in a horror movie.

No wonder Duan Xi is afraid.

It's just that no matter how concealed he is, the smell on his body can never be hidden, and He Qin can find him very accurately if the distance is no more than 50 meters.

He Qin, who was wiping his hair, smelled the familiar smell of milk, raised his eyelids and glanced at the crowd, fixed on the front right where the smell was stronger, and walked with dripping steps.

He Qin stood in front of the squatting Xiaotuanzi, looking down at him condescendingly.

Duan Xi's round chin rested on his knees, his face was full of confusion, and he was still holding a piece of grass that he didn't know where to pick. He lowered his voice and murmured, saying a word and tearing off a small piece of grass.

"He's too scary, don't go."

"But he was scolded by the director just now, it's very pitiful, let's go."

"But he really looks like a ghost, his skin is cold, I'm afraid."

"Go, go, boyfriend still needs care."

He Qin stood in front of him like this, almost laughed angrily when he heard his hesitation.

How scary is this?

He Qin changed his voice and asked, "Then are you going or not?"

"Go... shall we?" Duan Xi threw away the last stalk of grass in his hand, and replied not quite firmly.

He Qin chuckled and said, "Is that why you're so afraid of ghosts?"

"That's a little bit." Duan Xi scratched his head with an embarrassed smile, and after a few laughs he realized that he basically didn't know anyone here.

He raised his head stiffly and looked at He Qin who was smiling. He was frightened by ten thousand points, and said inarticulately, "He... He Qin?"

He Qin knelt down and looked into his eyes: "So you are afraid of ghosts?"

Maybe it's because he got into some drama, the time is too short and he hasn't fully escaped yet, he still has a sense of death that belongs to Jiang Qian, and there is a little distress and fear in the audience.

The day before yesterday, the brave man watched a horror movie with a friend, and he still has lingering fears.

"I'm not afraid." Duan Xi plucked up the courage to hold He Qin's cold hand, "Let's go change clothes, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Then we'll talk when we go back." He Qin took him by the hand to the locker room, changed into dry clothes and shoes, and brought him back to the hotel.

The items in the room are neatly arranged, except that the big bed is still full of soft pillows, which is enough to prove that He Qin's hobbies have never changed.

As soon as he entered the door, Duan Xi quickly moved away from He Qin by more than ten meters, and turned on all the lights in one breath, and the room was instantly bright as if it was under the sun.

He Qin, who got used to the dimness, wrinkled uncomfortably, followed closely behind Duan Xi, and turned off the extra lights, otherwise it would be too dazzling.

When He Qin raised his head after turning off the light, he saw that Duan Xi had already jumped onto the bed, hugging the pillow in his arms to seek a sense of security, and he was holding his forehead speechlessly.

"Did you watch a horror movie yesterday?" He Qin asked while sitting on the edge of the bed, grabbing Duan Xi's collar and hugging him.

"Yeah." Duan Xi admitted in a low voice.

He Qin narrowed his eyes and asked, "Am I scary?"

"It was a little bit when I was on the set, but it's okay now." The cold temperature stuck to Duan Xi's warm skin, and his two legs covered under the quilt began to shake uncontrollably, and his brain hole instantly dissipated.

I thought about the horror movie about possession I watched last night.

After a person is possessed by a ghost, his skin is cold and lifeless, his pupils are black enough to scare a child into tears, and his skin and mouth are white like a sheet of paper. Well, he seems to fit all of these.

Duan Xi frightened and yelled to stop imagining, but he couldn't stop. He wanted to cry but continued to do it, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

Feeling the shaking of the person in his arms, He Qin pinched his little face and said: "You all know that my body temperature is lower than ordinary people, why did you come here?"

"I miss you a little bit, who...who knew you would make up into that ghostly look, and I remembered the horror movie ghost again." Duan Xi buried his face in He Qin's glands in fear, smelling the faint alcohol Xiang, I felt relieved for a while.

He Qin smiled helplessly and said, "Could it be that I was wrong?"

"Tell me honestly, are you... are you a ghost?" The more Duan Xi thought about it, the more he felt that he was a ghost.

He Qin said: "Then are you afraid?"

Vampires also have a ghost word, they don't kill or possess, they only suck blood.

"A little bit." Duan Xi pressed his warm cheek against his neck, "It's fine if you don't harm me, but things like ghosts are all fake, obviously they're all virtual, so I'm still a little scared."

"It won't hurt you, just eat a little bit a day after fattening you up." He Qin gently kissed his forehead.

"But what does the director's last sentence mean?" Duan Xi asked.

Take a break and rest, why do you want to find something interesting to do?

He Qin explained: "Director Zhou was afraid that I would not be able to get out of the play, so he wanted me to have time to do other things and separate the connection between me and the protagonist."

Duan Xi asked curiously: "Then what are you most interested in?"

The author has something to say:

Please tell me loudly, what is He Qin most interested in?

Xixi is afraid of ghosts, don’t think it’s an exaggeration, I used to stay under the same roof with my sisters, we talked about ghosts, and then we raised our heads to meet the elder sister who looked the most like being possessed in the dim light. out the door.

It took me a long time to feel relieved.