The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

He regretted it deeply in his heart. When Duan Qianchuan proposed to act in the scene in the prison, he should have persisted.

Han Yutao didn't rehearse, so he didn't believe that Han Yutao could perform better than Gu Weimian!

Gu Weimian turned around and walked to the desk.

"let's start."

As she spoke, she picked up the pen.

Shu Wenhao frowned.

Although they are both in front of the desk, the position where Gu Weimian is standing is a little bit different from the position where Han Yutao was standing just now...

This is a little off position, just not enough for the light to be applied!

For an actor, the difference between lighting or not is huge.

As a result of this position deviation, Gu Weimian is not as eye-catching and beautiful as Han Yutao before.

Everyone frowned.

Fans who are not professionals don't understand, but they can also feel that Gu Weimian seems to be ordinary in front of the camera.

Not as stunning as she had just appeared.

Everyone's thoughts last only a moment.

The audition started and no one shouted stop.

Although Shu Wenhao was anxious, he could not interrupt Gu Weimian at this time.

The corners of Han Yutao's mouth were already raised.

With light eyes, he watched the woman lower her head and draw.

Only Su Huatai's pupils shrank and his eyes narrowed.

Duan Qianchuan also had doubts in his heart. Seeing the expression of his former senior, he became even more certain.

Let’s look at Yuan Xiu played by Gu Weimian.

His back was not as straight as Han Yutao's, and his standing posture was not as elegant.

But he is somewhat weak and rickety.

Only at the moment when she picked up the pen, the magnanimity and freehand brushwork belonging to Yuan Xiu were revealed.

It was like a god suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the maid served tea.

When the tray was about to hit the table, Yuan Xiu raised his hand slightly.

The maid was already nervous, but when the man raised his hand, she panicked, and the tea poured on her body, and the teacup shattered on the floor.

The man's hand slowly fell on the plate of cinnabar on the table.

What kind of hand is this?

The joints are distinct and the fingers are slender.

It is as white as jade and has clear texture.

Gently twist the cinnabar.

"hiss……"

The fiery red cinnabar spreads little by little on the fingertips, just like the drop of heart blood, extremely beautiful.

He raised his hand and placed the little bit of cinnabar in front of himself.

They followed his hand and saw his face...

hiss……

Most of his body was still hidden in the shadows.

But the small half in the light and shadow is already breathtakingly beautiful.

The more this happened, the more everyone wanted him to stand under the bright light as soon as possible.

But in the eyes of a director like Shu Wenhao.

The composition of the whole picture - light, dark, white and red.

All the colors have sharp contrast and are extremely gorgeous.

beautiful……

Apart from beauty, I can't say anything else.

So beautiful.

Others don't understand, but the feeling of beauty is the same.

Everyone could only stare blankly.

There is a feeling of wanting to worship.

But the look on the man's face was indifferent.

Twisting his fingers gently.

Like a high-altitude god.

It wasn't until he tasted that bit of cinnabar that a peaceful and gentle smile flashed in his eyes.

He didn't notice that his lips were stained with a little cinnabar.

At this moment, everyone’s heart was crushed!

The originally solemn, serious and indifferent man was stained by that little bit of cinnabar.

But at this moment, he returned to an indifferent expression, which only made people want to tear his abstinence to pieces.