Mingdai slowly closed her eyes.

Scarlet is like an ink drop falling on clear water, constantly blurring, spreading, and spreading.

Black hair, thick as a cloud, was spread out in blood.

The white skirt looked like a dead butterfly, unable to hang its wings.

The red is dazzling, the black is gloomy, and the white is cold.

The interlacing of colors that are pure to the extreme, unexpectedly gives birth to a creepy poignant.

Death is a flower that blooms from her flesh and bones, beautiful and moving.

The intense picture was far more shocking than all the eyeballs, making her seem to be a demon in the snow, so shocking that mortals did not dare to approach.

Shen Qinghe didn't understand the word fear, he crawled with a roll, crawled to her side in embarrassment, and trembled and wanted to pick her up, but his hands couldn't do anything.

"Pearl...... Pearl...... Pearl ......"

He kept calling the name with a crying voice, and anyone could feel the intense despair emanating from his soul.

The ensemble actors who played the subordinate rushed up in a panic and tried to lift him up, but they were pushed away by force.

"Get out of here!"

He hugged her and cried heartbreakingly.

"Pearl! Don't leave me......

Outside the set, I don't know how many people were shocked by the emotions shown by the two, and they all secretly wiped away tears.

How can you act so well? No, it can't be said to be acting.

Whether it is the pain of Ming Dai's near death, or Shen Qinghe's despair of losing his love, the performance of the two does not show any traces of acting skills, as if the two characters of the Pearl County Lord and the Seven Princes have been implanted in their souls.

In an instant, the previous speculations about Shen Qinghe's love affair with the drama all disappeared, and Ming Dai's strength crushed all their doubts and conjectures.

They whispered behind their backs—

"No wonder Shen Qinghe acted so well, only when he meets a good opponent can he collide with the most wonderful sparks! Looking at Ming Dai's performance, the future is absolutely immeasurable!"

"Is this really Mindai's first play? How can I act so well, woo woo, why is it that when she vomits blood, I am in pain all over my body, it hurts so much! How can those people on the Internet scold her! Kuroko has no heart!"

"Can I say that I feel like Mindel is better than those two actresses? Oh my God, how can you play such a real sense of death!"

"That's the charm of a good actor."

「……」

Why is death so realistic?

Probably because this is a real experience.

The muscles in Mingdai's body spasmed with fear.

In the winter, lying in the snow in thin clothes, Ming Dai didn't feel the cold at all, but cold sweat continued to ooze from her back.

Although she had heard the "card" shouted by Director Gao, she still couldn't withdraw from the negative emotions for a long time, and the whole person was as if she was out of strength, extremely weak.

Not only her, but Shen Qinghe didn't let go of her hand as soon as possible, but hugged her tightly, as if this was the only way to hold her and not leave.

Huang Yuanyuan and Yi Li ran over one after another.

"Dai, how are you?"

"Brother Shen, how are you?"

The two glanced at each other quickly, and then staggered away, continuing to care about their artists.

But now that this scene has been filmed, it stands to reason that the two should be separated, why are they still holding on and not letting go?

Huang Yuanyuan looked at his eyes and was sure that it was Shen Qinghe who refused to let go, but it was her family Dai Dai, who had tried to struggle several times, looking at the sweat on her forehead, she was distressed when she saw it!

"Teacher Shen...... Teacher Shen!" Huang Yuanyuan squeezed out a fake smile, "Let it go, the scene is already filmed."

Shen Qinghe, who was immersed in great sorrow, turned a deaf ear to this, but tightened Ming Dai's hoops.

Yi Li heard a little disgust, and immediately spoke out to defend his brother Shen:

"Our brother Shen is uncomfortable, we need to slow down for a while!"

Huang Yuanyuan laughed: "Our Dai Dai is not comfortable either, it's all plasma stuck to the body, we have to collect it quickly."

Pickup, can't be delayed."

The two are faintly-for-tat.

At the same time, the two people who have not been able to play for a long time here have also been noticed by Director Gao and others.

Gao Yi came over deliberately: "What's wrong?"

Huang Yuanyuan and Yi Li didn't know what to say.

However, Gao Yi is experienced after all, and after two more looks, he will understand.

"It's not a play yet."

As he spoke, he squatted down beside Shen Qinghe and patted him on the shoulder,

"Qinghe, wake up, the filming is over."

"Fuck off."

Shen Qinghe's voice was deep and hoarse, although he didn't cry, but this situation looked worse than crying.

Grief hung over him like a shadow, absorbing his soul as nourishment, and causing him to lose his whole soul.

even said impolite words to the always respected Gao Dao, which made others gasp.

Gao Yi looked at it with a fine expression, and glanced at Shen Qing and Ming Dai in his arms.

Unexpectedly, Mingdai's condition was not good, sweat oozed from the tip of her forehead and nose, wetting her hair, her eyebrows were frowning, and she looked very uncomfortable.

Gao Yi had to put a heavy force on Shen Qinghe's shoulder and said, "Qinghe, let go!" Mingdai is uncomfortable now, you are holding too hard!"

Shen Qinghe actually shook off Gao Yi's hand and looked coldly at these people who surrounded them with "ill intentions".

Gao Yi was a little surprised, he didn't expect Shen Qinghe to enter the play to this point.

In the past, he occasionally had times when he couldn't get out, but he could always wake up when he was a little slow.

Now, his eyes were as empty as a wilderness scorched by fire, dead and lifeless.

This made Gao Yi a little at a loss for what to do.

In the end, Ming Dai raised her eyes groggily and let out a thin muffled hum:

"Let go...... Ahem."

"Pearl! You're alive! Pearl! Mingdai!"

In the chaotic and cluttered call, there seemed to be a faint "Dai Dai".

But Mingdai's head hurt too much, and the surrounding area was too noisy to be recognized at all.

Shen Qinghe personally helped Ming Dai sit up, and subconsciously wanted to touch Ming Dai's face with his hands to confirm her temperature.

Murmuring, "You're still ......."

The hand stops at a centimeter away from Minda's cheek.

Because Shen Qinghe suddenly remembered that his hands were full of plasma.

Unwilling to stain Ming Dai's face, Shen Qinghe quietly withdrew his hand, and his heart was settled.

"You're still there."

He was in a trance.

Taking advantage of his negligence, Huang Yuanyuan hurriedly reached out to help Mingdai up, and Mingdai was powerless to lean on himself.

Ming Dai looked down at Shen Qinghe, who was sitting in the snow:

"Brother Shen, are you okay?"

The concern that was not very distracting still passed through the wind and rain and reached Shen Qinghe's ears.

He slowly looked up, and the gloomy, dull, and sad things faded away like flowing water.

"Brother Shen." Yi Li helped him to his feet.

Shen Qinghe's eyes returned to calm.

The corners of his mouth rose, his voice was gentle, and there was still the pain just now:

"I'm sorry, Mingdai, did I pinch you?"

Ming Dai shook her head and looked weak:

"It's okay, I'll go and rest Brother Shen first."

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