There was a stage accident, and Fang Linna was allowed to go back to rest. She followed behind Lu Qiu's wordless back, reached out and patted her chest.

"Oh my God, how could something like this happen all of a sudden?"

Fang Linna looked frightened, too, the situation just now was indeed too dangerous, if it wasn't for Lu Qiu's wordless appearance in time, Fang Linna would have been pierced by that sharp spear.

"How did you find out something was wrong with that spear?"

Fang Linna looked at Lu Qiu's wordless back and asked suspiciously.

"Over the years, I have a certain understanding of metals,"

"I saw that in the few minutes that Fiona held the gun, the luster of the barrel and tip of the gun changed significantly."

"How so?"

Fang Linna's tone was obviously a little scared.

Lu Qiu stopped her steps wordlessly, she turned around, her expression was a little serious.

"Starting tomorrow, you don't want to be involved in their performances anymore."

"Huh?"

Fang Linna tilted her head, she didn't want to question Lu Qiu's wordless decision, but she was still curious why.

"I think, Vicelion, really wants this face of yours."

After listening to Lu Qiu's speechless words, Fang Linna swallowed her saliva.

"What's wrong with him, he likes to pick other people's skin so much?"

"Who knows?"

"But what does the face represent, in his eyes?"

Lu Qiu was speechless, his hands around his chest, contemplative.

"What do you think is the most important thing for an actor?"

"Actors?"

"Actors, the most important thing is acting. Use your acting skills to interpret the roles of various personalities and complete a variety of different stories. ”

"If you don't have acting skills, or if everything is the same,"

"What kind of good actor can you call it?"

Fang Linna babbled about this, Lu Qiu was speechless and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"What is acting like, and acting is the same as everything,"

"One person with a thousand faces, a thousand people with one face."

The two looked at each other, and fierce sparks collided.

......

Backyard, under the laurel tree.

Vivien faced the brick wall, washing the last tub of dirty laundry, the delicate foam staining her hands like two white gloves. She stretched out her hand and soaked it in the clean water, her small, slender palm wrinkled and white.

There were small rows of sparse freckles on the paper-like beige face, and the long eyelashes cast small shadows on the freckles, which looked pitiful and sad.

"Mr. Viserion......"

She looked at her hands soaked in water and whispered.

"Don't be resentful,"

"Don't blame,"

"The world is so unfair, why pay such a price for it......"

"If, at that time, you could accept their terms, you would not be ...... for it"

Speaking of this, tears fell from Vivian's apricot-like eyes, and her thin figure twitched slightly under the mottled shadows of the trees.

Suddenly, a pair of hands fell on Vivien's back, and the poor girl was startled, and stood up in a panic, kicking over the large wooden basin in front of her, and splashing the water with the scent of laundry soap on the ground, wetting the ground under her feet

Vivien leaned against the brick wall and looked at the two behind her in horror, the tears on her face still not wiped away.

"Don't be afraid."

Lu Qiu looked at Vivian wordlessly and sighed.

"Why are you again?"

"I've said it all,"

"I don't know what you're trying to ask, don't come to me again."

As she spoke, Vivien moved to the side, as if trying to slip away from the wall.

Lu Qiu sighed wordlessly, she pulled Fang Linna beside her, Fang Linna understood what she meant, raised her hand, and untied the hairband wrapped around her forehead, revealing the wound that was blocked.

The wound itself was not very deep or wide, I don't know what kind of tool was used to cut it, but it was more than a finger long, because the time of the injury was still close, and it was probably pulled between the rolls just now, and it was a little torn.

Vivien saw the wound on Fang Linna's face, and her eyes showed surprise.

"This ......"

"You see it,"

Lu Qiu looked at Vivian speechlessly, and said helplessly:

"My friend, she was hurt by Viserione. Last night, Viserion wanted to cut off her face......"

Lu Qiu wordlessly told Vivian in detail what happened last night and on the stage just now.

Vivian's expression gradually became complicated, she looked at Fang Linna, all good things being hurt will cause people to be sad, and Vivian is naturally no exception.

"So, we have come to ask you to tell us the truth,"

"Not for anything else, just for her safety."

Vivien bit her thin lip and struggled with her expression, and after a long time, she sighed softly and whispered:

"I can tell you what really happened."

"Mr. Viserion is a good man, I don't want to,"

"I don't want to see him die like this."

Lu Qiu nodded wordlessly, listening attentively.

"Mr. Viserion, is a, a very good actor."

"Really, he's really the best and best actor I've ever seen. No matter what kind of role he has, he will become one with him,"

"It's like, he's the character."

"When my father owned the theater, he was just a mixed kid. Later, when my father saw that he was always watching the performances on stage, he asked him if he wanted to act. ”

"He is usually a very taciturn person, but when he comes to the stage, he is a completely different person, as if he is shining and can attract the attention of the audience."

"After my father died,"

Speaking of this, Vivian paused, and her tone was slightly choked,

"When my father died, I was assigned to do chores, and Mr. Walter said that when I became an adult, he would give me back the right to run the theater."

"But after all these years, even I have forgotten, forgotten about this matter, forgotten that this theater originally belonged to me."

"Over the years, Mr. Vicelion has become a celebrity in the world of theatre, and although he is very critical and demanding about the script, there are many, many people who come to him."

"Over the years, he has always been very good to me, and he also said that when he earns enough money, he will buy the theater back and return it to me."

"I didn't believe such a thing for a long time, but if it was him, I would be willing to believe it again."

"That day, I cleaned up the stage, went to the backyard, and saw him standing under the laurel tree in a daze."

"That night, the moon was as clear as water, through the gaps in the leaves, and sprinkled on him in small pieces,"

"It's like, the god of the moon."

I called out to him, and he turned to look at me, his moonlight eyes shining with heat, I had never seen such heat on him.

'He's happy, I can see it. I asked him if anything good had happened, and he walked up to me, touched my hair, and told me, "

"There is a big director who came to him to play his new work, playing the male lead."

"This director, that is,"

"Mr. Black."

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