And the scene that Qiao Luo is going to try today is precisely the part where the heroine secretly goes to the bar late at night.

There are not too many lines in this paragraph, just a few shots and lines, but it is not a simple thing to show the indifference of the heroine to the characters of Zhou Sheng.

The most important thing in this scene is the eyes, none of which can reflect the heroine's lonely mood at the moment. Qiao Luo looked at the information carefully for a while, entered the lounge again, adjusted it, and then walked out.

As soon as he walked out, Director Wang's assistant greeted him and led Qiao Luo to walk into the photography tent together, which had simply set up a fake scene, which was completely different from the interpretation of "Embroidered Girl", when Qiao Luo played the little "Embroidered Girl", they acted in front of the camera, just like when they usually filmed, and what the director saw was the effect captured by the camera.

In this case, the camera can usually do a good job of converging all of Qiao Luo's emotions together. But now it's different, it's really the most intuitive performance directly in the studio.

It's like acting in a drama, the expressions and demeanors can't be accurately recorded, and you need to rely solely on your own aura to control the scene, which is also a new test for Qiao Luo.

Qiao Luo took a deep breath and walked in, but the moment she walked into the studio, it seemed as if she was completely in the play, and at this moment she was the heroine, the girl who was infamous as an illegitimate daughter, who sank in the bar and longed for redemption in the bar.

Noisy music sounded around at the right time, so that she quickly blended into the scene, and Qiao Luo really felt that she was the heroine at this moment.

Qiao Luo walked to the bar closest to him and sat down elegantly, looking bewitching that did not match his age, but there was a faint hint of greenness in the charm that he deliberately pretended.

Qiao Luo stretched out her hand, poured herself a glass of wine, and then carefully played with the wine glass in her hand, bored to turn the seat under her, after a while, she turned her head, looking at the hustle and bustle behind her, her eyes seemed to show a trace of exhaustion, but it was quickly covered up without a trace.

She closed her eyes, tilted her head and took a sip of the liquid in the glass, and she didn't know whether she drank it or not, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes seemed to be a little drunk.

She leaned on the bar enchantingly, holding her head and looking at the noisy scene in front of her, like that, it looked really beautiful, but those eyes were really clear and incompatible with the scenery at this moment.

Suddenly, a man walked towards her with a wine glass and a wicked smile, walked to Qiao Luo's side and stopped next to her, leaned on the platform like her, raised his eyebrows and said to Qiao Luo a little frivolously: "Beauty, are you alone?" Would you like to have a drink together? ”

Joe turned his head and looked at the man in front of him lightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a slightly sarcastic smile.

"And you?" The woman raised her eyebrows, looked at the man in front of her with a sneer, then turned her head indifferently and said coldly, "Are you worthy?" ”

After being insulted, the man scolded and left, Qiao Luo turned around and sat back on the bar, stretched out his hand to add some wine to himself, looking at the liquid in the cup that was illuminated by the light to shine with a crystal light, Qiao Luo's eyes seemed to become as moist as this wine.

Looking up at the scene of the lights and wine, she seemed to be completely integrated into the scene, and it seemed that she was out of place in this situation.

Soon the show was over, and as the photographer shouted "click", Qiao Luo stopped moving, but his emotions were still very sad.

Either this decadent environment guided her into the play, or because she suddenly remembered that she died in such a bar in her previous life, she suddenly felt a little sad, and for a while she couldn't tell whether she was feeling sorry for the people in the play or for herself.

Maybe she is taking this opportunity to vent her grievances after being reborn in disguise.

Indeed, sometimes Qiao Luo thinks back to what would have happened if he hadn't liked Lu Fengnian in the first place? Maybe she won't die, right? Maybe I'm still living by my parents' side, with my brother who dotes on me, and I'm still that wanton and chic.

But now she is no longer Mu Chu, her name is Qiao Luo, the isolated Qiao Luo.

Thinking of the days after being reborn, it seemed like a dream every day, she suddenly met Lu Fengnian, the man who made her miss half of her life, the man she didn't have in her last life, the man who couldn't be high in her life.

As if in a dream, he appeared in her life force, and even washed her hands and made soup for her. I have to admit that Qiao Luo has been very happy these days, and even happily sometimes secretly congratulates himself on his rebirth. Sometimes I wonder if God was too persistent in seeing her in her previous life, so he sympathized with her and pitied her, so he rewarded her for the encounter in this life.

But happiness came too suddenly, and it left very suddenly, this was the first big crisis between the two after they were together, and she suddenly became a little scared.

Because Qiao Luo has nothing left in this life, the only thing he has is only Lu Fengnian, if he goes, then he really has nothing.

Maybe it's because she cherishes it too much, so being contaminated with a little bit will make her breathless and uncomfortable. After not being in touch for a few days, she suddenly wanted to know how Lu Fengnian was doing.

As soon as Qiao Luo walked out of the studio, tears fell, maybe because she was too wronged during this time, and she had been suppressing her emotions, so now that she suddenly has an outlet, she can't control her emotions. She secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, quickly raised her head, and tried to raise the corners of her mouth.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. Qiao Luo kept admonishing himself like this.

What problems can crying solve? She Qiao Luo should have always been wanton and chic. It doesn't matter, no matter how big it is, the sadness will always pass, she will rely on her own power, but she has everything she wants.

Thinking about it, Qiao Luo straightened his chest again, wiped away his tears, and strode towards the interview hall.

On the other side, the two directors and Xuan Ye looked at the big screen in front of the interview hall together, playing the scenes that Qiao Luo had just acted, Qiao Luo walked over, stood next to him and watched it together, but to her own surprise, she found that the corners of her eyes in the camera were actually moist.