Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 322 Becoming a Character

  Nan Xi got up and came to the TV, spreading her arms and making gestures for a distance.

  Chen Moucen is full of style for foreign teachers, but he has never liked extravagance in the projects that Nanxi has participated in, especially those related to Nanxi’s economy. The hotel I was looking for was simple and clean, and would not choose a luxury hotel.

  Determined that there is enough space, Nan Xi moved the table from the window, put the stool behind the table, and built a temporary performance venue.

  Fix the necessary props and walk to the door to perform the first scene captured.

  Nan Xi bowed and struggled with both hands, lowered her head and lowered her hair to cover her face, her eyes flashed in panic. But when she made the capture position with both hands, the panic in her eyes disappeared without a trace, and she raised her head in shock.

  Complete a series of performances and look at Chen Moucen.

  The harvest representative nodded through, walked back to the scene in front of the TV, sat on the stool, and turned his look of consternation into the confidence of the second scene.

  As in the plot, even if she was caught and sat in the detention center with handcuffs on her hands, her heart was extremely strong, not timid.

  Nan Xi, who learned her lines early, looked at the handcuffed wrist with delicate eyes, and lifted the handcuff chain gently with her thumb.

  Occasionally, lower your head and move your stupid neck.

  What he said casually had nothing to do with the point of police torture, and his careless appearance was full of insult, and finally succeeded in arousing the temper of the police in charge.

  She didn’t take it seriously, provoking to face the warning, and Yoyo said, “I won’t answer anything until my lawyer comes.”

   invisibly alluded to the improper method of police interrogation, which caused her deteriorating attitude.

Immediately the pink lips twitched, raising a scornful arc: "Don't scare me, I'm a timid person. It's best to don't do it. Knowing the law and committing crimes is a plus. You have the most summons in your hand. Detain me for 24 hours and be polite. Also, please don’t disturb my life until you get the arrest warrant."

  The subordinate played by Chen Moucen in the plot, the police officer in charge will roar at this moment: "24 hours are enough for the big fish behind you to show their clues, and neither you nor him can run away."

  Nan Xi raised her hands wrapped in the silver handcuffs, smiled charmingly, and applauded: "Thank you, I am fortunate to have seen law enforcement officers threaten and intimidate law-abiding citizens without sufficient evidence."

   "How long do you think you can be proud of!"

  The irritated police officer in charge was pulled out of the interrogation room by his colleague and looked at the surveillance video angrily.

  Nan Xi successfully left, and the scenery remained, but she didn't have any psychological burden. Instead, she leisurely sorted out the hair that was messed up during the arrest.

  Groom up and lean on the back of the stool calmly.

  Complete the performance and wait quietly for comments.

  Different looks appeared on the faces of the two old men.

  Sun Hongguang patted Chen Moucen and praised: "Xiao Nan did a good job."

  Chen Moucen didn't say anything, his brows frowned tightly, and the lines on his forehead were stacked on top of his forehead, giving Nan Xi a "continue" look.

  In the third scene, the crying scene of being stuck helpless and out of control.

  Let those who deny for a long time be able to easily achieve inner stability and pure bragging.

  People are more likely to have fearful resistance when faced with the mistake of falling down with confidence.

  Nan Xi’s heartbeat increased, closed her eyes deeply, adjusted her breathing for a few seconds, and licked her lips.

   then nodded to Chen Moucen, saying that it was okay.

   Chen Moucen saw her stage fright and walked across to her to act as the police officer in charge.

  With the master of the performance, Nan Xi's spirit became more tense, and at the same time her mentality changed, and she was afraid that she would have more thoughts that must be performed well.

"Start."

  Chen Moucen glared with anger, and took out the police officer's dignity.

  Nan Xi responded with ‘um’, and the performance began, with an incredible sneer on her delicate face.

  "Don’t blow me up. Yesterday, I said that the Forestry Bureau wrote down all my crimes. Today, I said my sister helped testify and provided five phone recordings."

  The police officer in charge took the recording pen out of his pocket, put it beside him, and clicked on the first 15-minute recording.

  With the familiar voice, Nan Xi's sneer on her face froze in vain, and her pupils quickly shrank several times in shock.

  The randomly placed hands do not know when they are held in one place, and the fingers of the right hand are deeply buckled into the surface of the left hand.

  The first secret recording audio is over, and the process of her asking for the amount is completely recorded.

  Responsible for the police officer to save the usual inquiries, and play the second recording one after another.

  The audio quality is very poor, because it was secretly recorded through the door, but this just proves its authenticity.

  Nan Xi's face gradually turned from pale to green, the light in her eyes dissipated, and a teardrop slipped out of the end of her eyes.

  Looking up in dementia, looking up at the policeman in charge standing across the table, he couldn't see the other side's righteousness.

In the next second, she laughed a few times and let out a heart-piercing roar: "Impossible, this is impossible! My sister will not betray me, I will pay her to school, I will give her money as a dowry, and send her to marry. I am better than My mother paid so much, she couldn't betray me."

  Tears and nasal mucus dripped onto the table, but Nan Xi didn't care, Xingmu stubbornly locked the evidence that destroyed all her hopes.

   "Do you think your sister used the money you got from your dirty trade, is she very happy?"

  Chen Moucen squatted down his back, staring coldly at Nan Xi, and emphasized each sentence.

"She is not happy, she lives in trepidation, she lives in pain! She will detour every time she sees the Public Security Bureau, she is afraid that one day her sister will be caught in. She dare not talk about these things to her husband, even by the pillow She can't believe in people either. And all of her pain comes from you."

   Just when the police officer in charge sneered to expose her ethereal self-comfort, Nan Xi pulled on the silver handcuffs and swept away the position of the recorder.

  The pen was pushed under the table, and she reached out where it fell. Due to the excessive movement, the silver handcuffs were drawn with purple-red marks on the wrists.

  Two police officers rushed in and pressed her back to her seat.

She struggled hard, patted her hands on the table without knowing the pain, and shouted: "Since she is in pain, since she thinks my money is dirty, why does she still take it! Why did she want to study abroad, why did she choose the most expensive one for marriage? Wedding package!"

   screamed through his throat, grabbing the controlled shoulder with both hands, trying to pull away the police officer's hand that shackles her, and let the other two completely subdue them with a few strokes.

  The arm was caught behind his back, and his face was pressed onto the table.

  Since there is no actor to cooperate with, Nan Xi completes the plot alone.

  In order to show the strength of the tearing, her elbow hit the corner of the table several times, and a few bruises appeared. But this is not the most serious injury, the most serious lies in the scene where she restores her face and makes people press on the table.

   Performed his own performance, his face was heavily knocked on the table, and his nose squeezed and bleeds.

   "Xiao Nan!"

  Sun Hongguang called out distressedly, put on his slippers, and made Chen Moucen stop his steps with a warning look.

   Nan Xi, who was completely immersed in the play, seemed not aware of the situation outside the play at all.

  Facial senses have long been distorted and have nothing to do with the word beautiful.

  Tears could not help washing the bright red blood, his lips trembled slightly, and he repeatedly murmured: "No, it's fake, everything is fake."

   "Okay, Xiao Xi, remember this feeling and perform well."

  Chen Moucen stretched out his hand to help Nan Xi, and Sun Hongguang ran over to help. The two tried three times to completely set up Nan Xi, who was limp on the table.

  Sun Hongguang took out a tissue to help her wipe the nosebleeds, and new bright red liquid came out after the wipe.

  Sun Hongguang, who is not sure of the size of the injury, squatted down, wiped the bleeding nasal cavity with a paper, and carefully inspected the wound.

  No serious wounds were seen within the range of sight, and it was hard to see clearly further down.

  Using the earth method, the paper is crumpled into small **** and stuffed. Hold Nan Xi's head up with both hands to facilitate blood clotting quickly.

  "Xiao Nan, don't move. Your right nose is bleeding. I will help you hold down your left ear for a while."

  Sun Hongguang whispered softly, without hearing Nan Xi's answer or nodding.

  In Sun Hongguang’s impression, Nan Xi is a very smart and filial child, and she doesn’t ignore the old man.

  The movement of his hands remained unchanged, and when he lowered his head, he saw that those smart eyes lost their luster and looked at the ceiling without blinking, but they kept crying.

  Sun Hongguang's heart sank, knowing that Nan Xi was too deep in the play to extricate herself.

  Looking back at Chen Moucen, who forgot to pretend to be distressed, he said: "You call her."

  Chen Moucen has a complicated look. He thinks he can find Nan Xi, who is only immersive at the age of 16. But at the same time he found that the person in front of her was very similar and very different from the 16-year-old.

  A 16-year-old girl will stand where the character is and restore the character.

  After years of tempering her acting skills, Nan Xi has honed her way of acting without harming herself. When such Nan Xi breaks through the template again and enters the immersive style, she is not restoring the role, she becomes a role.

  Chen Moucen did not know whether he should be happy or worried, so he held Nan Xi's thin shoulders and shook it slightly, and whispered: "Xiao Xi."

   shouted seven times, Nan Xi's body twitched abruptly, and her eyes moved in the direction of Chen Moucen.

   Seeing anxious and worried eyes, Nan Xi pulled out a comforting smile: "Master."

   "Hmm." Chen Moucen exhaled almost impenetrably.

  Nan Xi touched her sore nose, and gently sucked her nose, feeling that the flow was not too serious.

   Turning his head to Sun Hongguang, blinking at the old man who used both hands to stop her bleeding, and hummed, "Old Sun, don’t stay anymore, thank you."

  Sun Hongguang let go of her hand, and put her left ear ball down uneasy, and said, "You hold it down by yourself. Just keep it pressed for ten minutes."

   "Okay." Nan Xi obediently agreed.

   Twenty minutes later, the nosebleed was completely stopped, and Nan Xi went to the bathroom and flushed her face.

  The two elderly people argued a few words, and saw her leave the bathroom to end the private chat.

  She approached and saw that the two of them were keeping their distance unhandlingly, and a bit of annoyance flashed across Sun Hongguang’s face unexpectedly.

  Chen Moucen does not cover up like Sun Hongguang, and writes the word "Huo Da" on his face brightly.

  She just sat down, and the master next to her said with a deep face.

"Xiao Sun just accused me, meaning that since you have found a template for your performance, I shouldn't let you reopen the immersive style of the character itself. He also scolded me for doing something wrong, and shouldn't be obsessed with improving you. Towards a first-class actor. He said that many people in the entertainment industry are not as good as your acting skills. They only recite 1234567 lines, and the performance will only stare and open their mouths. They can eat this bowl of rice, and you do more than they do."

   "Ah, it's okay." Nan Xi responded softly. It was because she wanted to improve her acting skills.

   changed her mind and became afraid of the cold and worried about her, so she should not say a word, and both sides should not be guilty.

  Chen Moucen stretched out a hand to caress her ear, tidyed up her sweaty hair, and asked in a low voice, “Remember what the master taught you when you first entered the Beijing Film Academy?”

  The somber voice made Nan Xi hear that Chen Moucen was also very conflicted in his heart.

  Nan Xi nodded, carefully narrating Zaogungua’s well-developed teaching.

   "You let me remember that the biggest taboo in acting is that I think I am acting. If I can't turn myself into a character, there will always be traces of my acting."

  She just let go of all the socialites’ constraints on the image and stood in the role.

"That's right." Chen Moucen said gratifyingly, and then added: "Not only should you remember this sentence, but also the other sentence the master told you. The greatest respect for each character is that when you play it, you are it. , When you leave the role and return to life, you are you."

  The voice became a little heavier. Nan Xi understood that Chen Moucen just didn't show his concern for her, and he cared no less than Sun Hongguang in his heart.

   "Okay, Master, I see."

  Nan Xi deliberately bent her eyes, and put out her small tongue playfully, making a ghostly look.

  Seeing that she was thinking about making them happy, Chen Moucen and Sun Hongguang were able to remove the boulder in their hearts.

  Chen Moucen took advantage of the gap in the paper ball in Nan Xi's nose and threw a suggestive look at Sun Hongguang.

  Sun Hongguang accepted it with a smile, and asked clearly, “Birthday is going to be in a few days. What kind of gift do you want? I will give you one with your master.”

Nan Xi turned her head and lowered her tone mysteriously: "After I finish the two performances, if I can pass them all at once, I do have a gift I want. Please make sure to fulfill my wish. "

  Chen Moucen held down Sun Hongguang’s hand, stopped the opponent and prepared to say ‘don’t act when injured, just know the technique’.

  Chen Moucen only emphasized the sentence: “You don’t really need to bite your finger to write a blood book.”

   got Nan Xi's promise, agreeing to start her next two performances.

  Nan Xi rubbed her hair a few times, sat at the table in a languid manner, looked towards the door silly, and let out a weird laughter.

   "Hey, they will come to save me, they will."

   lay down on the table and waited, running out of patience, twisted his eyebrows, stood up irritably and threw on the door, slapped and yelled.

   "Why not come yet!?"

   Pulled the door a few times, and with the unbreakable sense of solidity, Xingmu's eyes overflowed with resentment of hatred. Raising his finger to the corner, scolded his sister, scolded the person who led the frame of her plan.

   Enough scolding, walk around the room a few times, looking for the exit of the imagination.

   Repeatedly searched to no avail, stopped at the corner of the wall, beat and kicked.

   Tired from the fight, he slumped on the ground with his knees and wept bitterly. A decisive and resentful roar rose from the bottom of his eyes.

   "Why is it that I am the only one who has committed the crime? You are not worthy! Let's die together, there is a companion on Huangquan Road!"

  Briskly walked back to the table, bit his finger, and wrote down the hidden evidence and allegations of crimes against the participants.

  Holding to finish writing everything in one breath, Nan Xi looked around drunkly. Thinking of the world that was once glorious, chic, and enjoyable, the fascination no longer exists, and there is only one thought left in her mind: she should not spend the rest of her life in such a dark place.

   Forced the soles of the feet and rushed to the opposite wall.

  Sun Hongguang had expected it long ago, and stretched out his arms to stop Nan Xi from holding it tightly in his arms.

  Close to the person who was breathing hard, she gently said in her ear: "I'm acting, it's passed."

  When Nan Xi's breathing returned to normal, Sun Hongguang slowly let go.

  (End of this chapter)