"I'll push your lungs, don't scare me!"

When Huo Yunting said this, Liu Dehua broke out in a cold sweat, which shows that this illegitimate meal did leave a lot of psychological shadow on him.

Liu Dehua hurriedly approached the wall, quietly tilted his head sideways to look in, rubbed his eyes again, and a puzzled voice came.

"Tingzai, don't make such a joke with me, how can there be high heels on the windowsill?"

At this time, Huo Yunting was also stunned.

A pair of red high heels are placed on the windowsill, and he can't see it?

"Brother Hua, why don't you put on your glasses and take a look."

"I'm not nearsighted, what kind of glasses do I wear?"

It's embarrassing.

Huo Yunting looked at a pair of red translucent high heels on the windowsill, but why couldn't Liu Dehua see it?

One is that the psychological shadow left by the illegitimate meal is too deep, and the other is that the reality is doubted again.

The two of them didn't dare to step forward in vain for a while.

Reaching into his pocket, he fumbled around tonight's teaching props, two eggs, and found a small piece of finely chopped eggshell from the bottom.

Hold between your fingers, and luck will work.

"Bang"

With a flick of two fingers, the eggshell flew in the direction of the heels like an arrow from the string.

Then the eggshell went straight through the heels.

"Da"

Crisp and pleasant.

At first glance, it sounds like something hitting the glass.

Huo Yunting's pupils constricted suddenly.

Hallucinations reappeared.

Liu Dehua watched with a little admiration as Huo Yunting ejected the eggshell, and reminded in a low voice, "Hey, Tingzai, do you want me to call someone?" ”

"No need, Brother Hua." Huo Yunting took a deep breath, "Let's go in, maybe I was wrong." ”

Turn on the light, and the red high heels are more and more gorgeous under the light.

Liu Dehua took a long breath, walked straight to the windowsill, and picked up the pair of high heels.

"Tingzai, you're the one who should wear glasses, right? Here are my two boxes of strawberries that I put here this morning. ”

Huo Yunting nodded lightly, "I'm sorry, Brother Hua, I've caused you trouble." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, come on, let's continue to practice peeling eggs."

Putting away the messy thoughts in his mind for the time being, Huo Yunting took out two eggs and taught again.

"Brother Hua, you remember, the egg must always stick to the wall of the cup. If it doesn't stick, the egg will have to fall. ”

"Okay, I'll try again."

Huo Yunting nodded, got up and went to get the glass on the table, "It's okay if it doesn't work, it's okay to wear a thread and hang the egg up when the time comes." ”

Picking up the glass on the table, I saw that there seemed to be some shadow stirring under the table, and from time to time there were some strange clicking sounds.

After a moment's hesitation, he looked down.

A young girl with a ball head is squatting under the desk, her facial features are delicate but she looks extremely hideous.

His eyes were like those of a dead goldfish. It is convex and shimmers with a strange light.

Two rows of shiny saliva teeth are biting the red nails on two thumbs.

I grass.

The cold sweat on his forehead came down at once, and this was exactly the impression of illegitimate food in his mind!

It's so oozing!

"Tingzai, are you doing it? Something under the table? ”

Liu Dehua played with the egg in his hand and looked sideways.

"You're not scaring me again, are you?"

The toe kicked lightly through the woman's shin. But the woman seemed to feel it, and suddenly turned her head and looked at Huo Yunting through gritted teeth.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze was like a cannibal.

Huo Yunting smiled, "*Your mother." ”

Then he handed the cup to Liu Dehua.

Liu Dehua clasped the egg with the cup, and then began to shake it up. Huo Yunting sat beside him and guided.

"Hurry up."

"With the strength of your wrists, with your strength."

He instructed in a gentle tone, looking around with a pair of cold eyes.

Outside the windowsill was an unkempt man, his tongue licking the glass, his face sticking to the window.

The wardrobe opened a slit slightly, and one was bright and shining, looking outside.

No matter how much I lowered my head, I didn't know when half of my face would come out of the crack under the bed.

"Brother Hua, the strength of your wrist is not to shake up and down, left and right, but to shake."

Huo Yunting said, his left foot slammed down and stomped it down.

"Ahh!!!!!hh

A shrill and piercing female voice stomped on half of the face under the bed, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"Tingzai, what are you stomping your feet for?"

"I just saw a mosquito."

Liu Dehua agrees with this, "There are indeed a lot of mosquitoes in summer. ”

"Smack"

The two chatted, Liu Dehua lost his mind for a while, and the egg fell to the ground.

"Brother Hua, let's try another egg. If it really doesn't work, change my trick and string the string. ”

"Good felling."

In the end, the egg still didn't make it.

"Brother Hua, let's try again after Ming'er strings the strings, I'll go back first."

"Okay. Pavilion slow walking. ”

As he left the room, Huo Yunting glanced inside the room.

One outside the window, one wardrobe, another dead one under the bed, and another one on the ceiling chandelier at some point.

"Brother Hua, I'm leaving, take care."

"Hey, Tingzai, what the hell are you looking for?"

"No, Brother Hua, you should rest early."

The door was closed, and all the dreams were isolated behind that door.

I went back to my room and washed my face well, trying not to think about the story of Liu Dehua's illegitimate meal.

I went through the room again, but I didn't see anyone, so I was relieved.

Lying on the bed, his brows furrowed.

Why did you suddenly get sick again?

Since joining the group "Ping's Shadow", this hallucination has never been serious enough to appear in reality.

But if you think about it carefully, when you starred in "Kung Fu", you did lack the sense of digestion when you starred in "The Shadow of Ping".

Could it be because most of the scenes at that time relied on real kung fu to play, and there were very few places where acting skills were used?

Martial arts clips are not part of the acting? So what is this criterion?

Huo Yunting had a headache again, he had only lived a normal life for a few days, and he didn't want to go back to the past.

Specific problems are studied on a case-by-case basis.

Martial arts are not within the scope of acting, and what kind of acting skills you need to rely on to digest your illness will be discussed later.

The most important thing now is to quickly take on some small work to digest and digest, and put down this serious condition again.

"Whew...... Damn, it's wicked. ”

Early the next morning, Huo Yunting found Feng Xiaogang and cooed with him for a long time.

After a while, Feng Xiaogang, who had finished listening, looked at him with a shocked expression.

"Brother Huo, are you also a little wild in this way of thinking? You are a very action director to be a group performer, what kind of trouble is this? ”

What's the fuss?

Huo Yunting thought for a while, "After all, I also came from the path of group performances, and my memories are bittersweet and sweet." ”

Ge You, who was listening on the sidelines, calmly took a sip of tea, thinking to himself, he was sick.