After a long time, the national teacher turned his head and glanced lightly at the county lord of Weizhu beside him, his eyes were fluttering, and he felt a sense of carelessness.

It was just that faint glance, but Wei Zhu couldn't help but feel a sense of unease in his heart.

"The world only knows that the county lord of Weizhu is weak, but no one thought that the first staff member who was famous in the world nine years ago would be the lord of Weizhu."

Unintentional son, whose origin is unknown, suddenly appeared in Zhao State nine years ago and became a staff member who was still the fifth prince of Chu at that time, that is, the current emperor of Chu State.

made plans for him to overthrow the second prince, who was still the crown prince at the time, in short, in less than three years.

Of the eight princes of Zhao, only one of the five princes remained intact and finally succeeded to the throne smoothly.

And the county lord of Weizhu nine years ago was only eleven years old.

An Cha's voice was a little low, her voice was calm and calm, and there was a slight chill, which didn't sound quite in line with her age.

But the tone and lines are interpreted just right, and everyone present has the feeling of listening to those voice actors dubbing in the studio.

The county lord of Weizhu was shocked, but his face showed an innocent and puzzled look: "What does this mean, Master Guoshi?"

Did he see it? It can't be, she's been hiding it well, it's impossible to find out.

National teacher?

Hmph, it's just a god, and only a group of ignorant people worship him like a god.

With a wave of his long sleeves, the national teacher turned around and pulled out a note from the book on the stone table beside him.

Then, handing it to Wei Zhu on the side, he turned around and left, his cold voice was still flat and indifferent without a trace of temperature: "Come to Benjun when you think about it clearly." ”

Wei Zhu, who was in place, finished reading the content of the note, and with a strong squeeze of his jade hand, the note turned into dust and flew away.

Staring at the distant back of the national teacher, Wei Zhu's gaze seemed to be able to breathe fire, the hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly, and the sharp nails were almost embedded in the flesh without feeling.

And the national teacher seems to know nothing, and his pace is still calm and calm.

Before and after is only half paid, the image of a national teacher who is empty-eyed and indifferent to others has appeared in front of everyone.

Until Ancha broke away from the role, everyone still hadn't come back to their senses.

The scene was silent, and Qin Mi also looked at An Cha with a surprised expression.

Everyone present has read the script, so they naturally know the national teacher.

But at this time, there was a feeling in my heart that the national teacher was right in front of me, as if An Cha should have been the national teacher.

For a moment just now, I thought that there was a Weizhu County Lord beside the national teacher.

Everyone was still immersed in Ancha's acting skills and didn't come back to their senses.

After the performance, Ancha closed his eyes, but after a few breaths, he had switched back to boneless mode when he opened his eyes again.

The screenwriter Lan Qin on the side showed a meaningful smile when he saw it.

Lin An wasn't much surprised, but he was still a little surprised, because An Cha's acting skills were better than he imagined.

It wasn't a whim that he had asked Ancha to try it just now, but he had this idea for a long time.

He saw An Cha and Qin Mi discussing the script together more than once, although An Cha didn't take it very seriously.

After listening to it a few times, he was a little surprised by Ancha's unique insights, so he wanted Ancha to give it a try.

Sure enough, Ancha did not disappoint him, and he was even more satisfied.

Every director wants his work to be perfectly interpreted.

"What's your name?" Lin An asked.

"Ancha ......"