White moonlight dressed as a sick and weak villain

Xu Wan did not expect that the report was successful.

This is probably the difference between not charging money and charging money.

After the house was demolished, the CP group with only four people exploded.

Xu Wan looked at the posture of "Xu your business is true" and "Turn the flames forever" and vowed not to be human unless they found out the mastermind behind the scenes, and silently closed the microphone, daring not to speak.

She was afraid that they would tear her apart when they found out.

These two fans are a bit murderous.

However, scolding is scolding, and the super talk of "Turning the flames forever" was quickly established.

The data of Chaohua before was almost zero, so it is not so heartbreaking to lose it. Among them, the happiest thing is "turning the tide forever".

After all, how could a person with such a strong aura in her family be a shou.

Xu Wan silently recharged the trumpet, and then signed in to hit the rankings in the newly established Chaohua.

I didn't dare to say a word the whole time.

Xu Wan's attention to a matter that was too vague to exceed five fans' CP Chaochao did not spread. After all, many fans know that Xu Wan's Weibo account is mostly managed by his agent.

It is very likely that the agent slipped.

No, the wild cp super talk has been successfully reported, and the search can't find it.

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"The Sound of the Wind" audition scene.

Because it is a private audition, there are not many people waiting.

When Xu Wan arrived, there was only one person in front of him.

Although it has been pre-determined, the director still wants to meet Huo Yan's second female lead.

Directors rarely work with newcomers, but it's not impossible for newcomers. The talent and aura of actors are very important.

Xue En was actually a little disappointed when he first saw Xu Wan.

Xu Wan's eyes are too clean, and he has not tasted the ridicule and indifference of the world's ups and downs that fit the role.

The singer is a character who makes the audience feel cold even if she speaks gentle love words. This kind of person will make people feel very distressed after putting down the mask.

But Xu Wan's eyes did not have that sharpness and sarcasm.

Xue En didn't express his disappointment too clearly, "I have a scene here, take a look at it, use the props on the table over there, and act according to your own understanding."

Xu Wan took over the paper with the words printed on it, and looked at it for half a minute.

That's the snippet from the script she got.

The first impression that came to her mind after seeing this clip was that after the singer lost her only faith and radiance in the world, her eyes that were once full of enthusiasm returned to indifference.

Xu Wan returned the paper, walked to the table where the props were placed, reached out to pick up the cigarette case and matches, and took out the cigarettes in the case

Take the next one, put it in your pocket and walk to the camera.

Xu Wan nodded towards Xue En, indicating that he had already started.

Xu Wan sat sideways on the chair, with no emotion on her face, and her eyes fell in the distance faintly. After a while, her eyes moved slightly, and she unfolded the crumpled cigarette case from her pocket, and took out the last cigarette left , her fingers trembled slightly, and she failed to strike a fire after striking a few matches, but she continued to strike persistently.

Until there is only the last match left in the matchbox, the cigarette is finally lit.

Seeing the scarlet fire devouring the smoke little by little, Xu Wan thought of something, and then lightly exhaled a smoke ring.

"Look, I'm learning badly again without you here." Mingming's voice didn't fluctuate at all, but it sounded like his heart was being pulled hard and he fell from a height.

Xu Wan left.

Only the slowly burning cigarette butt left on the ground seems to symbolize that her fate is also like this cigarette. When light and heat are lost, life will come to an end.

A small piece of the ground less than half a centimeter away from the cigarette butt was wet.

Xue En was the first to withdraw from his emotions, his eyes were a little red, he is the creator of the script, no one knows the cause and effect better than him, naturally he is more easily touched, he took the lead in applauding.

Applause resounded in the room, Liu Zhen outside the room breathed a sigh of relief, and Huo Yan in another room also breathed a sigh of relief.

After Xu Wan left the room, he bent down and coughed for a long time, the acrid feeling and smoke grains rushed up together, and the circles of his eyes were red.

After a while, she returned to the room, stubbed out the cigarette butts and threw them into the trash can.

"Very good. I didn't think you were suitable for this role. You were very smart in choosing the props of smoke, and you handled the matches very well. I didn't expect your eyes to suddenly become so bleak at such a young age. I look forward to future cooperation." Xue En praised Xu Wan a few words, and continued, "Are you supposed to smoke?"

Xu Wan shook his head.

"It can be seen." Xue En nodded, "The singing girl is very addicted to smoking, you need to act like an old smoker, and you need to continue to practice the feeling of smoking."

"Thank you, director." Xu Wan seemed to have not gotten out of his emotions, and left with a smile on his lips.

The rest is for Liu Zhenzhen to negotiate with the director.

After the audition, Xu Wan did not return to the filming location of "The Chosen Daughter". She borrowed a car from Liu Zhenzhen and drove to Song Yilan's school by herself.

Pingcheng University is a domestic double-first-class school with a century-old school history. Big trees surrounded by several people can be seen everywhere, and the academic atmosphere is very strong.

Xu Wan hasn't felt this for a long time

In such an atmosphere, she parked the car outside the school and walked into the school slowly.

The design building where Song Yilan is located is on the main axis of the school, bypassing the six-story modern library before entering the main campus.

Buildings with different styles but extremely harmonious are located around. In autumn, the golden leaves are blown by the wind and cover the ground, and the whole picture of each building can be seen from a distance between the branches.

Before Song Yilan finished class, Xu Wan was waiting in a cafe next to the design building.

Xu Wanlai kept a low profile, wearing a mask and hat, so no one recognized her.

At the next table, four boys were chatting. Xu Wan didn't pay attention to it at first, but he keenly caught a name in their conversation.

"Is what you said about Song Yilan true or false?"

"what's up?"

"Are you a caveman? The school forum posts are full of layers. She has a mental illness, and she turns a blind eye to her brother who is in desperate need of sex. She refuses to donate even though she was successfully matched."

"At the three-good student award ceremony, her mother knelt down for her in front of the whole school, and she was indifferent."

"Don't listen to gossip. My girlfriend and she are roommates. Her mother only recently recognized her, and she found her for the sake of her youngest son's sex."

"It's been spread like this, why didn't she clarify it herself?"

"Is clarification useful at this time?"

"That's right, is the mental illness real?"

"The diagnostic report has been posted, and it is signed by a top psychologist from an international medical organization. Can this be faked?"

Suddenly the boys fell silent and looked at the woman who suddenly approached.

Xu Wan's finger on the back was aching from exertion, "Hello, can you show me the post you just discussed?"

Pingcheng University forums are divided into two on-campus and off-campus forums. The off-campus forums are basically managed by the student union and are used for positive publicity.

As for the school forum, outsiders can't log in even if they get the forum URL. It is a very good place for gossip. The forum, so the students are very active in their speeches, and they can build thousands of stories almost every day.

"Ah, okay." Being accosted suddenly, the boys were a little at a loss.

There are two photos in the first post.

One is Shen Mingqing kneeling to Song Yilan in the auditorium.

In the photo, Shen Ming bent his knees lightly, and before he knelt down, he was helped up by the man beside him. Song Yilan, who was standing against the light, lowered her eyes, her whole face was hidden in the darkness, no emotion could be seen.

another

Zhang is Song Yilan's psychological diagnosis report.

You don't need to look at it to think that the comments below are more ironic than rational.

Feeling bored, Xu Wan returned the phone, "Thank you."

"No..." Zhou Miao froze when she saw the eyes of the woman in front of her, and the word "polite" stuck in her throat.

"Is that Xu Wan?" Zhou Miao looked at the few people who were still immersed in the game without raising their heads.

"Are you dreaming? Our cubs are now retreating in "The Chosen Daughter"! Hurry up, hurry up, open."

Ever since they knew that it was Xu Wan who was in the dream, these people, like most of the fans who were in the dream, hadn't missed watching Xu Wan's previous shows.

"Maybe." Zhou Miao looked suspiciously at the disappearing figure.

Maybe I really misunderstood it.

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On the roof of the design building.

The cold wind was very strong, Xu Wan stood on a high place and had a panoramic view of the school layout.

Song Yilan went downstairs to buy coffee.

Xu Wan didn't mention the incident on the forum to Song Yilan, so I'm not sure if she saw it.

She took out the black card Luo Yu gave her.

It was the first time to dial the dedicated service phone.

The other party didn't seem to think that this person used the black card just to hack into a domestic university forum.

However, it is their aim to satisfy all reasonable requests of their clients.

After getting the answer from the other party, Xu Wan felt a little relieved.

Shen Mingqing wanted to use public opinion to force Song Yilan. When she was manipulating all this behind the scenes, she never thought that one day the weapons she controlled would come back to her.

An unfamiliar domestic number sent a text message, and the other party gave a specific time, and Xu Wan's mood improved a little bit visible to the naked eye.

Seeing Song Yilan's stack of books by his side, he flipped through them casually, and saw a thick leather-bound sketchbook, which seemed to be several years old, and the corners of the leather surface were a little damaged.

Xu Wan flipped through Song Yilan's works with great interest.

The earliest page is from six years ago, and the brush strokes are still very immature in comparison. At first, it was still life, and then gradually there were small animals, and then it was all characters.

Without exception, the faces of those people were very similar to hers, with a tail ring hanging around their necks.

The tail ring that appeared countless times in her paintings is now worn on Song Yilan's little finger.

Xu Wan suddenly couldn't turn over.

These paintings were all drawn by Song Yilan before he knew himself.

The original book only explained Song Yilan's obsession with the original body, and did not mention the cause and effect.

But Song Yilan's obsession with the original body is unquestionable, so much so that he later saw someone similar to the original body.

People will be very partial.

Then, what does Song Yilan think of herself?

Does she like this skin or the soul that came through?

Or is it...a stand-in?

Song Yilan walked over with two cups of coffee in his hands, seeing Xu Wan in a daze, he put his hand around her waist from behind, lowered his head and took a breath on her neck, "What are you looking at?"

The cold wind blew their hair away, Song Yilan's long hair floating in the air was entangled and swept across Xu Wan's cheek.

Xu Wan closed the sketchbook, took the hot coffee handed over by Song Yilan, and felt the heat through it, but Xu Wan felt cold all over.

She has always felt that she is very sober, and clearly understands that she came down to this world by accident. Maybe everything that happened here was just a dream. After waking up, she will continue to seal herself in the rented house.

But now she just felt woken up by being splashed with ice-cold water.

He could clearly feel Song Yilan's heartbeat and the warmth she brought him, but his heart ached.

It turned out that she couldn't ignore it at all.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!