After leaving the stage.

Si Lijun and Nanxi began to prepare for the next scene, but when they thought of the four group performances, he was a little worried.

"Nanxi, what happened to that scene just now? Wasn't the original plan - Momo's cousin rushed over to kill me and was stopped by Momo? Why did there be four more people and let them do it. ”

"The crew is matched, aren't they acting quite energetically?" Nanxi didn't think much about it, and said, "It was about us Director Su who received the information from the group performance, and it was too late to notify us, so Jiahe played on the spot." ”

Speaking of which, Nanxi couldn't help but think about it, he had just been waiting for his supporting role in the grass, and he was surprised when he saw the four people rushing in inexplicably upstairs.

And, looking back carefully, how could he always feel that there was a person in it that made him a little familiar?

"Tick, tick..."

However, looking at the blood-colored pointer, the time had passed by twenty minutes, and the remaining half of the time had to be performed in three acts, so I really didn't have time to think about the problem of group performance.

So, the screenwriter Nan urged: "Forget it, Si Shao." There's no time, let's get started, and then it's time for you to go to the priest for help, and then the priest will marry you, hoping to resolve the hatred between the two families by using your marriage. ”

While speaking, screenwriter Nan couldn't help but look at the bag in Si Lijun's hand, and looked at the sky: "Why are you still carrying Sister Mo's bag? This is not a prop for the crew, you can put it aside." ”

"Momo's things can't be put casually, what should I do if I lose them?" Si Lijun couldn't be ignored, and lifted it up with one hand to prevent Nanxi from coming over and snatching it.

Looking at Si Lijun's virtue of protecting his bag and protecting his wife, screenwriter Nan really wanted to think about whether to abuse the male protagonist.

Sighing, Nanxi gave up: "Okay, okay, then you can carry it, it's about to start." ”

"Wait, who is the priest?"

"Oops... Forget about this, Jiahe and I are directors and screenwriters, and we are cameos, and we have too many identities to play priests. It's better for you to grab a random group performance. ”

"It's fine. ”

As soon as the words fell, Si Lijun took the stage again and began the performance of the third act.

Speaking of which, in fact, when the first few people were acting, they felt that there was a bug.

That is, there is no camera, but just when Director Su was sitting under the stage, a display screen appeared in front of him, playing everything on the stage in real time, so as long as you enter the stage, it seems that everything can be filmed...

So...[Act 3, Scene 1, Wedding!ACTION!]

... In a hurry, "Romeo" carried Su Mo's backpack and shuttled through a patch of grass all the way, under the spotlight, he was sweating profusely, and the sweat of his sideburns rolled over the tip of his jaw along the contour of the knife.

"Priest... Father..."

Nanxi off-site voice: [The priest is the only most authoritative person in this city, and he is the only one who can help Romeo and Juliet, fulfill their love, and resolve the hatred between the two families. 】

Ran a distance...

At the same moment, behind the unclear curtain of the stage, a trembling man crouched, holding a throwing knife with a scabbard, curled up in a ball.

On closer inspection, the man was no more than a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and his fingers trembled with the fear of the dark.

However, while he was trembling, he was still cheering himself up: "Shi Lan, don't be cowardly! This time, the master thinks so highly of you, let you check on the situation of that one, and hide in the prayer room and wait for your news, you must not live up to his old man's high hopes!"

Can... However, this place is too scary.

Just earlier, he suddenly heard a woman's scream, which was terrible, and then the sound of footsteps scattering and fleeing, thinking that an extremely horrific event had happened.

However, when I looked up, I could only see a dark patch.

And the clock on the wall, dripping with blood, Rao is a monk, and he is also afraid of this place.