Chapter 146: Director Kim, have you watched too many Korean dramas?
Chapter 146 Director Jin, you have watched too many Korean dramas
There were faint voices coming from the surroundings, and there seemed to be some commotion, but Xia Ling had no time to be distracted.
She has been completely immersed in the role. In this gorgeous dance, she is the best dancer and the best assassin. She is alluring, just for the assassination.
The body was spinning faster and faster, and the desire in her heart was getting more and more fervent. She looked at the emperor on the dragon throne, his enchanted eyes, and his fragile throat... She could almost imagine how fragrant and sweet it would be when he was swept away with a sharp sword in his hand.
The taste of victory…
The heart is beating, the dagger is buzzing, the body dances together, eager and fierce.
She felt the peony flower in her mouth shattering, the petals flying away, brushing against her face and the tip of the sword.
The number of whirlwind dance circles is increasing, and the center of gravity of the body is getting lower and lower. She is getting closer and closer to the earth...and the commotion around her starts again, and the exclamations one after another sound so far away, as if they come from another world.
I don’t know how long it took, but my speed slowed down as if by instinct. But it still spins around and around, dancing constantly based on feeling, like a flower blooming wantonly into the darkest place, gradually turning into a phantom, a ghost, and a faint wisp in the darkness. The eye-catching ripples...condensed all colors, as if even life was exhausted.
Hirling dance is a skill that is difficult to do quickly and even more difficult to do slowly.
But instinctively, from the depths of her soul, she seems to be born knowing what to do to jump to the best. She is a born dancer, perhaps, this is God's blessing...
The sound of the music gradually softened as she danced.
After spinning the last circle, Xia Ling calmly lowered her body to the lowest position, folded her legs, and touched her forehead to the ground.
In the illusion of overflowing light and shadow, she seemed to see the emperor smiling at her, standing up, and extending his hand.
She also smiled, her body like a gathered flower, the most gloomy and decadent, just for this last moment - to explode!
“Boom!” A sound.
The big drum suddenly sounded.
At that moment, she turned over and jumped up, twisted her waist and turned the dagger sideways to thrust out, tearing the air with the momentum of killing with one strike!
Emergency stop.
There was a scream, accompanied by the noise of equipment collapsing.
Then, everything was completely silent.
The dance is over.
Xia Ling was still panting, maintaining the final assassination dance. She was surprised to find that the dagger in her hand was pointing directly at the person in front of her - Jin Yifei. At this time, he was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, his body buried in a pile of crushed photographic equipment. He looked at her in shock, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
No way, you were so frightened by a prop dagger?
However, it is indeed not polite to point at people.
Xia Ling sheathed her sword and apologized to Jin Yifei: "Director Jin, I didn't mean it."
He didn't seem to hear anything, still looking at her in shock, motionless.
Xia Ling raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Although she only danced for a few minutes, the physical exertion was huge. She was very thirsty. She turned around to look for water, but found that there were people standing around the small temporary stage. All the staff gathered around and looked at her with blazing eyes.
“Great dance!” Someone shouted first. Then there was a round of cheers and applause.
Xia Ling was stunned. It was just an audition. She didn’t expect such a big reaction on the spot. It would be a lie to say she was unhappy. She waved to them, as if she had found the feeling of being followed by thousands of fans in her previous life. She smiled, made a light and elegant curtsey, and made a perfect curtain call.
“Ye Xingling!” A loud shout came from the side.
She turned around and saw that Jin Yifei had stood up from the pile of equipment. He was holding on to the tripod with one hand and pointing at her with the other hand tremblingly: "You are the one! Genius dancer, perfect assassin." ! This role belongs to you!”
The excitement made him almost faint.
He stumbled up to her, took her hand and shook it hard: "Ye Xingling, you must take this role! As a gold medal director, I guarantee that you will be popular in this role! Absolutely popular! Oh my god. …It’s really a stroke of luck this time! Thank you for not appointing Li Beier directly, thank you for being able to make a substitution!”
Xia Ling was silent, so she stole Li Beier's role and indirectly took revenge on that woman?
Jin Yifei held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
The other hand reached out from his side and grabbed Jin Yifei's collar and dragged him away.
"Miss Ye, congratulations." It was Zheng Desong, handing over a cup of tea. "You are very welcome to play this role. We will send staff to finalize the contract with your agent later, and we look forward to cooperation."
Xia Ling took the tea, took a sip, and looked sideways at the great director next to Zheng Desong, who was still too excited to control himself.
There is no problem with the character. The question is, is this Jin Yifei...reliable?
Zheng Desong followed her gaze, looked at Jin Yifei, and smiled: "Yifei is usually a bit carefree, but when it comes to making movies, he has nothing to say. He has amazing intuition and control. To put it bluntly, If you are not modest, you will be rewarded for your success. Yifei’s professionalism is far beyond that of other directors of his generation.”
Okay, anyway, Sister Maina said that this is a good opportunity, and Sister Maina will never cheat her.
Xia Ling nodded and said, "It's okay with me. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." The audition was over, and the rest was her agent's business, which had little to do with her. She was thinking about going to Li Lei, but she didn't know if he had finished the phone call.
Zheng Desong kept her: "Miss Ye, please wait a moment. I have sent someone to buy a new set of shirts and trousers. If you don't mind, you can go to the dressing room and change out of your dance clothes."
As expected of the top responsible person, so meticulous and thoughtful.
Xia Ling thanked him and went to the small dressing room to change clothes. They were of good quality and very comfortable to wear. However, the size seems to be a little too big, but that's okay, at least it looks like a good fit from the outside.
She looked around in the mirror to make sure everything was packed before leaving, when she heard a knock on the door.
Opening the door, she saw Jin Yifei's slender body leaning against the door, smiling at her with his eyes bent. He was still wearing the well-made floral shirt, with the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing the gold and emerald pendant around his neck, which complemented the shiny famous watch on his wrist - a perfect example of a wealthy second-generation dude.
“Won’t you invite me to come in and sit down, Xiao Ling?” He said with a smile, as if he had known her for ten thousand years.
Xia Ling did not move: "Xiao Ling?" Half an hour ago, he called her Miss Ye.
He smiled a bit rogue: "I heard that everyone in Tianyi calls you that. Xiao Ling, look, we are going to work together on the same crew soon. It's so unfamiliar to call you by our first name, isn't it? By the way, you Just call me Brother Yifei.”
Yifei...brother? !
Director Jin, have you watched too many Korean dramas?
(End of this chapter)