The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

I don't know what Xi Huaizhen said to Song Qingfang. After he turned and left, Song Qingfang cleared his throat and said to the loudspeaker, "Little Zhuzi, Xiaobai, adjust your emotions first, we will shoot the scene of jumping off the cliff next."

Fu Xiuzhu froze slightly, standing on the spot without moving.

At this time, he was extremely contradictory and struggling in his heart. When he agreed to be the god of death, it was purely because he could become a partner with the master by being the god of death, and he could enter and exit together.

It never occurred to me that after becoming the god of death, I would have to face the process of witnessing the death of a living person.

Such a cruel thing, even if he is not a human being in the true sense, he will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

Thinking about the master's attitude again, Fu Xiuzhu's expression was a little dazed, and his eyes were a bit dazed. The master has been the god of death for so long, he must have seen many such things, right?

At the beginning, would he hesitate like himself?

He was restless, but he didn't notice a tiny flying insect flew in from his ear.

On this side, after listening to Song Qingfang's words, Bai Yijin carefully moved towards the high platform.

In fact, she is a little afraid of heights, but she has been mentally prepared for today's scene for a long time.

However, fear of heights cannot be overcome overnight. At this time, looking down from the top, she felt dizzy, and almost subconsciously wanted to back away.

But then thinking of the keyboard man's various criticisms of her, she gritted her teeth, endured the dizziness forcefully, and stood stiffly on the edge of the high platform.

Fu Xiuzhu saw this scene when he came back to his senses, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body rushed over faster than his brain to pull him back.

Bai Yijin was caught off guard by him and was almost scared to death.

She shook off his hand and stared angrily: "What are you doing?"

Fu Xiuzhu's hand that was thrown away trembled slightly. He looked at the other party and opened his mouth, but his throat was extremely dry, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He can't tell the other party: You are going to die soon, and I am saving you.

After Bai Yijin breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that his face was a little pale and that he was not in a good state, she explained unnaturally: "Well... it's you who suddenly ran over to scare me, that's why I'm so fierce .”

At this moment, Fu Xiuzhu's heart was still "pounding", and at that moment just now, he almost thought that she was about to stumble and fall.

"Hello!" Bai Yijin saw that he hadn't said anything for a long time, and she couldn't help but feel guilty for no reason, "You...you can't do it, can you? Didn't you just say something fierce to you?"

Fu Xiuzhu stared at her blankly, saw her lips moving, but didn't listen to her words at all.

Bai Yijin: "You... Forget it, it's my fault, I shouldn't kill you, I'm sorry, okay?"

Fu Xiuzhu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his soft voice was a little hoarse: "You... is there anything you really want to do now?"

"What do you really want to do now?" Bai Yijin was taken aback, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Fu Xiuzhu was silent, and forced a smile with part of his mouth: "I suddenly wanted to ask."

Bai Yijin frowned slightly.

Is it her illusion?Why is this man smiling so embarrassingly?

Thinking of the male god who left in a hurry just now, her heart lightened slightly.

Is it because of the male god?

The two had a fight?Have a conflict?

As soon as this idea came up, she subconsciously shook her head again. As long as she was not blind, she could see the greasy atmosphere between the two before. How could it be because of a quarrel?

impossible!

Why is that?

Just as her thoughts were drifting further and further away, Song Qingfang yelled: "Bai Yijin——!"

The sound came out through the loudspeaker, amplified countless times, Bai Yijin was shocked, and the conditioned reflex: "Here!"

"puff……"

"Hey hey hey..."

Her reaction amused the crowd below, some of them were gloating, some were purely watching her make fun of her.

After reacting, Bai Yijin looked a little embarrassed, and immediately stopped caring about Fu Xiuzhu, turned around and walked towards the edge of the high platform, and finally stopped at her own station.

Strange to say, with this embarrassment, she was not afraid of standing on the edge of the high platform again.

Down there, Song Qingfang was slightly satisfied seeing that she had already stood up, but found that Fu Xiuzhu was still standing still.

He couldn't help frowning, maybe that dog man went to meet Xiaosan, right?Otherwise, why does this little guy look so sad?

He cleared his throat: "Little Bamboo..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw someone lift his foot and move towards the edge of the high platform.

Fu Xiuzhu walked to the edge of the high platform, and his gaze fell on Bai Yijin's face.

The latter was so stared at by him that his heart felt a little hairy, and he couldn't help touching his face: "Is there something on my face?"

Fu Xiuzhu paused and shook his head slightly.

"Then why do you always look at me?" Bai Yijin said, suddenly remembered something, "Did you watch last night's hot search?"

Before he could speak, she leaned closer to him and said in a low voice, "Let me declare first that I did not make that video, so don't suspect me."

Fu Xiuzhu looked at her and blurted out: "Why are you crying?"

Bai Yijin was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes widened: "Did you hear that?"

Fu Xiuzhu nodded: "I heard it when I passed your dressing room."

Bai Yijin's eyes dodged a little, unnaturally: "Just... just got sprayed."

She gritted her teeth: "Those who are full and have nothing to do, know how to grab me all day long."

Speaking of which, she has been hacked a lot these years, and she didn't feel much about the content of being hacked, mainly because those keyboard warriors scolded too badly, and she couldn't accept it in her heart, so she hid and cried secretly.

Fu Xiuzhu looked at her, and said softly, "People like this who only dare to hide on the Internet and wantonly slander others are just people with dark and unbalanced hearts. You don't have to use your good mood to bear their slander and insults. Because it's not worth it."

Bai Yijin: "You... are you a ghost? Why are you saying such things to me all of a sudden?" Isn't everyone saying that she went to pick on him yesterday?

Below, Song Qingfang, who was looking at the camera, twitched his mouth: "The two masters above, have you two finished chatting?"

Fu Xiuzhu glanced at him lightly, then looked up at Bai Yijin: "You are a good girl." As he spoke, he moved to the side, and the next second, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his legs suddenly felt a little weak. There is also a little fatigue on the body.

Bai Yijin who was suddenly praised: "...?"

On the other end, Xi Huaizhen, who had changed into the God of Death costume, suddenly appeared beside Song Qingfang through the teleportation array.

He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Xiuzhu on the high platform from afar, and he didn't go to the target in advance like in the past.

Fu Xiuzhu met his gaze, trembling slightly in his heart.

He clenched his fists, and Bai Yijin beside him patted his arm: "Hey, have you memorized the script by heart?"

Fu Xiuzhu paused, took a deep breath, and took her hand.

In the original book, Hu Yin held the hand of the undercover agent and jumped off the cliff together with the undercover agent.

Bai Yijin glanced at the place where she was being held, coughed lightly, and whispered unconsciously: "Why are your hands so cold? Are you uncomfortable?"

After a pause, her eyes brightened slightly: "Are you also afraid of heights?"

Fu Xiuzhu caught the point of her words - also.

He was stunned, "Are you afraid of heights?"

Accidentally slipping the tongue, Bai Yijin turned her head unnaturally: "No."

Down there, Song Qingfang saw that the two had already taken their positions, and raised the horn.

At this moment, the mark of death on the back of Xi Huaizhen's hand suddenly lit up black again, and he frowned and nodded.

"Fu Xiuzhu, age: unknown, unmarried, died at [-]:[-] p.m.

Xi Huaizhen's pupils shrank suddenly.

At the same time, on the high platform, Fu Xiuzhu's feeling of weakness became more and more intense, so strong that the hand holding Bai Yijin trembled slightly.

Bai Yijin's eyes were faintly worried: "You...Are you really alright?"

Below, Song Qingfang's voice sounded: "actio

——! "

Although Bai Yijin's acting skills are not good, she is dedicated to her work. Almost immediately after hearing the order, she subconsciously wanted to jump down.

However, before she could make a move, she found that Fu Xiuzhu, who was holding her wrist, suddenly let go of her hand, tilted her body, and fell directly from the high platform.

At that moment, she was stunned for a moment, but she didn't continue to jump down.

Besides, Fu Xiuzhu, he didn't know what happened at this moment, he just felt his body go limp, and suddenly fell down.

His body was falling, time seemed to be slowed down, he stared blankly at Bai Yijin standing above the high platform, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Boom..."

The wire tied to him suddenly broke.

"what--!!!"

There were terrified screams on the set.

The screams reached his ears, and Fu Xiuzhu realized later that he seemed to... fell from a high platform?

He wanted to use his spiritual power to fly, but it was weird, he couldn't use any strength.

Seeing that he was about to fall off the safety air cushion, an afterimage hugged him horizontally and quickly put him on the ground.

Fu Xiuzhu stared blankly at the gloomy man.

The man's eyes were heavy, and a chill was exuding all over his body, and a hostile look suddenly appeared in his brows and eyes, as if he was a Shura filled with endless anger.

Fu Xiuzhu: "Xi..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man turned around and disappeared in place. At this time, Song Qingfang and other staff members on the set also rushed over.

Song Qingfang squatted beside him, with a trembling voice: "You... How are you?"

Fu Xiuzhu stared blankly at the place where the man disappeared, without any response.

He felt it.

The man was angry, the kind of anger with endless killing intent.

Did he... think that he fell down just to save Bai Yijin?

So angry?

Did you turn around and leave because you thought he was disobedient, so you didn't want him?

As soon as this idea came out, a tear rolled out of the corner of Fu Xiuzhu's eyes involuntarily.

He opened his mouth.

No, master, I didn't, I didn't disobey you...

Seeing that he opened his mouth but didn't speak, Song Qingfang couldn't help getting closer, and said anxiously: "Little Zhuzi, what do you want to say? Does it hurt? Hold on, the ambulance will come soon."

At this time, Fu Xiuzhu was not only exhausted, but also his mind was getting more and more dizzy. He didn't hear what Song Qingfang was saying. In a trance, he seemed to see the man going back and forth.

He slowly raised his hand with difficulty, trying to grab the man, but in the end he dropped it powerlessly.

The whole person fell into darkness.