After being reborn as a cat, I kicked the actor

After saying that sentence, Wen Song knew that he was impulsive, and he was a little annoyed for a while, but he didn't regret it, because he really wanted to play with Qin Shi, which was something he had always wanted to achieve.

Now it's up to Qin Shi whether he agrees or not.

Wen Song's eyes fell on Qin Shi amidst everyone's surprised eyes, trying his best to hide the expectation in his eyes.

About ten seconds passed, and Qin Shi still didn't respond to Song Yulin's question about kicking him.

Wen Song's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he pursed his lips. It doesn't matter if he doesn't agree, after all, they don't have any special relationship, and Qin Shi is not gentle at work. ...

"it is good."

A single word flowed down from the high mountain like a clear spring in the mountains, and went straight into Wen Song's ears. He was stunned, looked up at Qin Shi, and blinked in disbelief.

Before he could recall the word 'good', Qin Shi had already got up from his seat and walked towards him, with a calm posture, as if what he promised just now was not a big deal.

He rolled up his sleeves as he walked, as if he was preparing for the upcoming scene, and asked, "Which part do you want to act in?"

While speaking, Qin Shi had already walked in front of him.

Smelling the familiar aroma of fir trees close at hand, the memory was drawn away a bit, Wen Song came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and put away all the waves in his eyes, and replied with the same expression: "The first part is about playing me in the palace. The assassination failed, and I ran into you after escaping."

"Okay." Qin Shi rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, nodded in agreement, and asked, "Do you want to prepare again now?"

This is the meaning of waiting for Wen Song.

People who watched and listened around felt novelty.

People who have met Qin Shi a few times are surprised that he has such patience for a newcomer, and he puts down his body to audition for a newcomer actor, which seems to be something he has never heard of.

Those who had never met Qin Shi thought to themselves, this actor who is as tall as a flower of the mountain, does not seem to be as cold as the rumors, isn't his attitude towards newcomers very good?

Song Yulin, who was sitting at seat C of the long table, looked at this scene with a smile full of interest on his face, and his sitting posture became upright, as if looking forward to Wen Song and Qin Shi's performance.

No matter what other people think of this scene, in Wen Song's eyes, his attention was diverted for a moment by Qin Shi's forearm exposed after rolling up his sleeves, and then he was drawn back by Qin Shi's question In terms of business, he quickly entered the audition state.

He said: "No, you can start now."

Wen Song didn't ask Qin Shi if he remembered the plot and lines of that scene. If it was someone else, he might have asked, but as long as Qin Shi answered, there would be no problem.

"Okay." Qin Shi nodded, moved slightly, and adjusted his position.

Wen Song also walked a few steps away accordingly, and then glanced at the chief examiner Song Yulin. The latter understood and raised his voice to say something. on people.

Surprisingly, standing in the same scene as Qin Shi, the young man named Wen Song didn't feel much inferior to others, and this young rookie didn't seem nervous when he played with an actor at the actor level.

……

The young man was clutching his left arm, his chest was heaving violently, and his breathing was very rapid. He looked left and right, but at the same time, he didn't stop walking. He walked quickly and lightly, with very light footsteps.

Suddenly, the young man stopped, his eyes fixed on a certain direction, and in a blink of an eye he quickly turned his steps, leaned back with his back straight, and leaned against something, maybe it was a tree in the imperial garden. A rockery, or maybe a certain wall.

At this time, his breathing and violent chest heaving slowed down. He tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening carefully to the voice from where he was looking. He also looked up following the sound of fading away.

It is not difficult to see that young people are being followed and injured.

The group of people who were chasing him just now walked away, the young man heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to flee. When he took a step, he looked down and saw something, frowned, let go of the hand covering his arm, and made a gesture of tearing the clothes Then he bent down and wiped the ground, then quickly got up and left.

Seeing this, Song Yulin's eyes lit up, and he looked down more intently.

The young man clutched his injured left arm and continued to walk around in circles. He didn't know what he passed by. He paused his steps and looked up to a high place. The hanging plaque seemed to be a palace plaque.

The young man hesitated, and at the same time looked sideways at the back. The pursuer behind him seemed to be about to catch up with him. He gritted his teeth, pushed open the gate of this unknown palace, turned around and closed the gate with some effort, At the same time, he also held his breath, and stared at the door with his eyes under his frowning brows, as if he was about to burn the boat in the next second, and the fish would die.

Suddenly, the young man's frozen and serious expression changed, and he tilted his head back. He heard something.

It's footsteps.

The young man remained calm, and the hand covered on his left arm slowly slid down to his waist.

There are weapons there.

"I heard that at the palace banquet hosted by the former ministers today, the emperor somehow got mixed up with an assassin, and wanted to assassinate Lord Shoufu and his son. I didn't expect this thief to come to me."

"Tell me, is this lucky or unfortunate for you?"

The man's words mean a lot.

The young man had already turned around and met his gaze. The vigilance on his face remained undiminished, his brows frowned even more, and his hands on his waist were clenched even tighter, as if he was about to swing a knife in the next second. And up.

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at his waist, and there was a smile on his face. Meeting an assassin was not only not a dangerous thing in his eyes, but it was also very funny.

The young man looked at him and inspected his eyes. He had already noticed that the person in front of him was not simple, and his whole body was tense: "Who are you?"

The man raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and said leisurely: "The assassination in the palace, unexpectedly broke in without even knowing the situation in the palace, how could this assassination be successful?"

The young man who was assassinating for the first time was aroused by the man's words, and his face showed anger.

The man said again: "Today's chief assistant, the power is in the hands of the government and the public. You enter the palace alone and assassinate his father and son. It is just an act of hitting a stone with a pebble. Only when you are absolutely sure is an assassination. Otherwise, it is called death."

The young man became even angrier, his chest heaving violently: "Have you said enough? You're going to die anyway, be careful I'll cut your tongue!"

The man was not afraid, he just said: "You can speak louder, the pursuers who just walked over chased the front and found no one, they will come back and search the palace one by one."

The young man was so angry at the man's few words, but he had no way to refute, so he could only insist: "Then I will take you as a hostage! Since you have a palace in the palace, your status must not be simple!"

The man laughed loudly: "I'm afraid it's useless for you to take me as a hostage. It's not as useful as grabbing a court official at the palace banquet. I'm just a useless person that no one in this palace remembers."

The young man paused. He looked at the man who was downcast but still had an extraordinary bearing, and then looked at this large but old palace, and realized something: "You are the Seventh Prince!"

"Fortunately, I'm not too stupid." The seventh prince nodded: "Otherwise, the only son that General Fu spared no effort to protect is a waste of time. Don't you think so, Fu Qingcheng."

When his identity was revealed, Fu Qingcheng's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back: "How do you know this? What exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to know, so I know. As for what I want to do, put it aside, why don't you tell me what you plan to do next." The Seventh Prince said.

Fu Qingcheng frowned: "What does this have to do with you?"

The Seventh Prince raised the corners of his lips and tanned them slightly. Apart from the calmness of the brows, there was also a certain ambition hidden. He said: "Because I can save your life, because I can help you with what you want to do for the Fu family." You, because we have a common enemy."

Fu Qingcheng knows who his common enemy is, but he just doesn't believe the Seventh Prince's words: "You are in such a situation now, how can you help me? Your words are too exaggerated!"

"But the only person you can trust now is me. I just ask you one thing, do you want me to help you now? If you don't believe me, you can see if I can save you this time. If I save you today A life is a life-saving grace to you, and Mr. Fu should know how to repay the life-saving grace."

The Seventh Prince smiled slightly. At this moment, there was an unfathomable aura all over his body. Such a calm and unhurried aura made it impossible to ignore. Fu Qingcheng had only seen it on one person in twenty years.

That is today.

The story of Gou Jian's suffering and courage Fu Qingcheng had heard from his teacher since he was a child, and the Seventh Prince in front of him actually matched that story.

Right now, he only has this life-saving straw, life or death is just a matter of gambling!

Fu Qingcheng watched the Seventh Prince's eyes gradually change from hesitation and suspicion to a determination to let go. He put away the dagger he had been holding in his hand, raised his chin, like the young general of the Fu family who was angry in fresh clothes before, and responded. Said: "Okay, I will believe you once, if it is as you said, my life will belong to your seventh prince from now on!"

The Seventh Prince looked at him, with a faint smile in his eyes: "I only want you to do things for me, not your life."

The unfavored and forgotten prince who was trapped in the deep palace, his entire family was wiped out overnight, and the son of a general who had been burdened with hatred for three years, once rescued, fulfilled the common long-cherished wish of the future.

When Wen Song looked at Qin, he gradually withdrew from the emotion in the scene. He blinked and felt his heart beating violently in his left chest.

In the past, he had imagined walking to the same position as Qin Shi many times, and filming scenes with him, but he never imagined that under such circumstances, he would unpreparedly realize what he hadn't achieved in his previous life. Long cherished wish.

He is very happy now, his brows and eyes are involuntarily curved, joy and excitement intertwined.

Dusk outside the window did not know when it would fall, the last ray of sunlight came in, just hit Wen Song's smiling face, was dazzled by the light, he subconsciously glanced along the light, and a golden wave flowed in his eyes for a moment.

Qin Shi took this scene into his eyes and his expression changed slightly.