Chapter 1017 Ants

And now, he can only endure it.

The assistant director was relieved to see that Shu Wenhao was finally willing to return to work.

Everyone took their positions.

The makeup artist applied wounded makeup to Gu Weimian, then put chains on her and tied her in the torture room.

The red clothes were entangled by black chains, and the whole person was as delicate as a prisoner butterfly.

The wings were also broken.

Gu Weimian lowered her head, her hair was loose, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

But everyone could imagine it.

But she still looked like a wooden doll.

The play began.

Several guarding soldiers were knocked unconscious by Wu Li.

The man walked towards the torture room.

The hot blood was still dripping down Gu Weimian's fingertips.

He approached cautiously.

The closer he got, the more expressionless his face became, and a sinister aura emanated from the man, gradually enveloping the entire set.

Even the onlookers felt the pressure.

This is something many people have never experienced.

Watching a person perform live, you will be taken by his aura, and your thighs will tremble.

And this aura seems to be just emitted unconsciously by men.

The target is not them at all.

Many actors have a layer of fine and dense goose bumps on their bodies.

This kind of acting...

It's amazing.

No wonder Duan Qianchuan insisted on shooting immediately.

Actors have temporary emotions.

Duan Qianchuan should be afraid of missing the emotions he has created with great difficulty, right?

If it were someone else, they would still think it was a bit far-fetched and inexplicable.

But seeing this god-level performance.

They can only be convinced.

At this moment, all the misunderstanding and complaints about Duan Qianchuan in their hearts disappeared.

This scene should become a classic on the screen.

But...

They looked at Gu Weimian again.

They were afraid that if Gu Weimian raised his head, all the atmosphere created by Duan Qianchuan would disappear.

That would be a pity!

They couldn't help but complain about Gu Weimian.

They really didn't want this shot to be ruined.

"Yuan Xiu." The man's mellow voice was slightly hoarse.

It sounded as cold and hard as usual, but with a hint of unpredictability.

Everyone hadn't figured it out yet.

Gu Weimian's body finally had a slight reaction.

She trembled.

Everyone's heart also trembled.

A second of silence, just when everyone thought Gu Weimian was like this, Gu Weimian slowly raised his head.

Almost at the same moment, everyone's heart was screaming at the same time: No!

They refused to see Gu Weimian's wooden doll-like face.

Ke Yuzhu was excited.

She was waiting, waiting for Gu Weimian to destroy it all.

Waiting for everything to settle!

Waiting for Gu Weimian to lose!!

Everything, just waiting for Gu Weimian's wooden and stiff face to lift up.

She lifted it up.

But... she was laughing.

Everyone was stunned.

That kind of smile... was not a simple smile.

Her smile was gentle, but the indifference in her eyes was deeper. She looked at Wu Li with a bit of scrutiny and interest.

Just like...

Just like a bystander of this world.

Standing at a higher dimension, smiling at ants.

Because of her smile, a streak of blood bloomed on her already cracked lips.

She extended her tongue and licked it, as if she tasted something wonderful, and she squinted her eyes.

That squinting action deepened her charm by a whole level.

Among the crowd of onlookers, an actress suddenly grabbed her heart.