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 pay attention.

She has been completely immersed in the role. In this gorgeous dance, she is the best dancer and the best assassin, alluring, just for the purpose of assassination.

Her 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 the sharp sword in his hand was swept away. .

The taste of victory...

The heart is beating, the dagger is buzzing, and the body is dancing together, eager and blazing.

She felt the peony flower in her mouth shatter, and the petals flew away, brushing against her face and the tip of the sword.

The number of circles in the whirlwind dance increased, and the center of gravity of her body became lower and lower. She was getting closer and closer to the earth...and the commotion around her started again, and the exclamations one after another sounded so far away, as if they came from another world.

I don’t know how long it took, but as if instinctively, the speed slowed down. 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.

It's difficult to do a whirling dance fast, and even harder to do it slowly.

But instinctively, from the depths of her soul, she seems to be born knowing what to do in order to dance the best. She is a born dancer, perhaps, this is God's blessing...

The music gradually softened as she danced.

After completing 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 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 curled up 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 swung the dagger 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, there was complete silence.

The dance is over.

Xia Ling was still panting, maintaining the final assassination dance, and 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 frightened like this by a prop dagger?

However, it's really 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 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.

"Good dance!" I don't know who was the first to shout.

Then there was cheers and applause.

Xia Ling was stunned. It was just an audition. She didn't expect such a big reaction at the scene. 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!"

He was so excited that he almost fainted.

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. ...I was really lucky this time! Thanks to me for not directly deciding on Li Beier, and thanks to being able to make room for substitutions! Great!"

Xia Ling was silent, so she stole Li Bei'er'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 the 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. 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's nothing wrong 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 immodest, you will only be popular if you film something. Yifei's professionalism is far beyond that of directors of his generation."

Well, anyway, Sister Maina said that this is a good opportunity, and Sister Maina will never cheat her.

Xia Ling nodded and said, "I don't have a problem. 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, he is 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 she had packed everything, and then she was about to leave 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 didn't 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 Kim, have you watched too many Korean dramas?