This torture can no longer be carried out, and Zhang Hanyu's interpretation of the pain is shocking.

Gu Xiaomeng exposed himself and rescued Captain Wu.

Ji Yun has already loaded it and is ready to play against Zhou Xun.

Wan Qian leaned against the door of the dressing room and watched the makeup artist wantonly smear on Ji Yun's face.

"It's pretty handsome."

Although Ji Yun's flat head made her complain for a while, this figure-showing dress really made him much more eye-catching.

"Why don't you go and see how Zhou Xun acts?"

"No, it's too miserable over there."

Wan Qian still has a kinship.

Gu Xiaomeng is now being tortured and experiencing the most horrific torture in the whole film.

Rope punishment.

Wan Qian glanced at it twice, and couldn't take it anymore.

"Okay, look at how I act." Ji Yun Huoran stood up and led Wan Qian to the set.

"I'll see what you can do." Wan Qian pursed her lips and looked up at the high-spirited Ji Yun. "Otherwise, you'll have this hairstyle in the future, you look pretty handsome."

"Didn't you say it didn't look good two days ago?" Ji Yun shook his head helplessly.

......

"Ji Yun, how are you?"

Ji Yun lay in the hospital for a few days, and Chen Guofu didn't know how much he could still retain the perception of the role, so he asked in advance.

"No problem."

Ji Yun made an OK gesture, took out the medicine bottle and dripped a drop in his nose.

"Whew."

With a long sigh, his nose was indeed much clearer.

"Then start shooting when you're ready."

"Hmm!" Ji Yun nodded, rubbing the muscles on his face.

“3，2，1，ACTION！”

Zhou Xun sat on the chair and glanced down at Ji Yun.

This is the first time she has played against Ji Yun, and she has long been interested in this opponent.

A few days ago, Da Bingbing repeatedly explained to her how Ji Yun's performance was after the filming was completed, and this time let her experience it for herself.

"How long have you been lurking in the unit, are you directly under the command of the old gun?"

From a cross-shoulder perspective, the camera puts the focus on Zhou Xun's face.

"As long as you cooperate, I guarantee your personal safety, not only you, but also your family, I can guarantee it all."

Ji Yun's face had a hint of bewilderment, and his words were conclusive, but his eyes kept flickering under the light.

Looking at the past from Wan Qian's point of view, his face was easy-going, and he looked very deep, as if he was a gentleman who did what he said.

Zhou Xun raised his head, his head shaking on the back of his chair.

Seeing her reaction, Ji Yun sketched a warm smile on his face.

"Chief Takeda said a big thing, you committed an atrocity at the military department's senior staff meeting, seriously injured the commander, and you are about to be demoted back to your hometown, what do you promise me?"

The disdain in Zhou Xun's tone stabbed Ji Yun.

She looked at it with no timidity.

After all, Ji Yun was defeated, he turned around silently and took out a cigarette case from his pocket.

The camera followed his back and could faintly catch his body trembling slightly.

Suddenly, his body turned around again.

"Click, click!"

The two footsteps were like drumbeats, and Ji Yun's face showed a hideous look.

"Shhh

Wan Qianmao's waist was leaning in front of the monitor, and she happened to be able to see the content of the picture through the gap between Gao Qunshu and Chen Guofu, and the details on Ji Yun's face were visible in front of the camera.

The impact of this sudden change is too strong.

The last second was peaceful, and the next second was the mountain rain coming.

Anger stirred up in his chest, so much so that the movement of holding a cigarette seemed a little unsteady.

He hates people for exposing his cards.

"I said I have the power to protect you and your family."

The cigarette lit, and the reddened tobacco burned violently under his inhalation, and a cloud of smoke rose up to envelop his eyes.

"I mean, I'm also capable..."

He exhaled with a snort, and the smoke dissipated, revealing his long, narrow eyes.

"Hurt you."

As if stating a fact, his tone was untouched.

"And your family."

One sentence made him break into three, and each sentence seemed to make his momentum climb a level.

Zhou Xun really agreed with Da Bingbing's evaluation of Ji Yun at this time.

This character's lines are not flattering, so use broken sentences to add impact to the lines.

She looked up, and the man across from her had a burning gaze.

At this time, he seemed to be a desperate gambler, and there was no evasion in his eyes.

On the contrary, her momentum has weakened.

Interesting.

Zhou Xun secretly applauded in his heart, this scene was obviously his own stage, but he stood up his image with his unique performance method.

A pair of eyes, the competitive heart in her heart is also burning.

"Cards!"

Chen Guofu stopped this war without gunpowder, and Ji Yun's performance had a slight upper hand.

Ji Yun's condition made him a little relieved, but he didn't expect that after lying in the hospital for a few days, Ji Yun would still be in good condition.

"Ji Yun is doing well."

Chen Guofu is still old-fashioned, by simply praising one of them to motivate the fighting spirit of the other side.

It's simple, but it works.

He understands Zhou Xun, who is a tomboy's character, and in the face of this kind of "scene-stealing" behavior, she can't bear it.

"Do you need a break?" Chen Guofu asked the two, but his eyes were on Zhou Xun.

"I'm fine." Zhou Xun was the first to respond, obviously she couldn't wait to get back to the field.

"Okay, then go ahead."

Without waiting for Ji Yun's reaction, he beckoned the field recorder to step forward to play the board.

"SCENE 47, Act 3, FIRST ACTION!"

"Jingle bell—"

The phone rang, and Ji Yun paced forward to pick up the receiver.

"Hello?"

The action of answering the phone made Zhuang Xiaomeng realize that something was wrong, her eyes jumped back and forth, and she pricked up her ears to listen to the dialogue on the phone.

The corners of Ji Yun's mouth hooked, and in an instant, he hid his joy, put down the earpiece, and his tone had become relaxed.

"There was a delay on the way, twenty minutes later than expected."

Ji Yun looked at his watch, and then looked at the restless Zhou Xun: "No. 6 along the South River, is the address of your home." ”

"Don't talk about my parents!"

She writhed in her chair, trying to break free from the shackles.

This sentence finally touched her nerves, and for the first time, she couldn't control her emotions.

"Take a call."

Ji Yun handed the earpiece to her ear.

Zhou Xun's eyes lit up, and he stopped struggling in an instant and leaned over to the earpiece.

"Mom." Zhuang Xiaomeng said softly.

She made a lot of small movements, with a smile on her face, her body slightly sideways, and her hair flicking in an attempt to make herself look more glamorous, as if her parents could see her predicament through the microphone.

"There's also a gun in your house against your mother's head, it's up to you what you do."

Ji Yun held the microphone in one hand and pointed a gun at her temple in the other.

Her long hair was messy, Zhou Xun's face was half hidden, and she couldn't help sobbing.

But she was trying to restrain herself, not wanting the person on the other end of the phone to worry.

"It doesn't have to be a life-and-death parting, as long as you're willing to let yourself go."

Ji Yun continued to bewitch.

"Hmm!" Zhou Xun nodded repeatedly.

Wan Qian in front of the monitor hated her teeth, Ji Yun's acting was really bad!