V2.Chapter 147

Lei Qi's strangeness was noticed by Xiao Jin.

He asked people to set up shooting tracks and other time on the city wall, walked to Lei Xie's side, glanced at Si Huang not far away, and asked Lei Xie, "What's wrong?"

Lei Qi asked earnestly, "Is my acting really good these two days?"

"It's not bad." Xiao Jin didn't know why he suddenly lost confidence, and then thought of the way he talked to Sihuang just now, "Sihuang hit you?"

Lei Xi thought for a while and shook his head. Although those words were a blow to him, but it was not really a blow, it was more like a teaching, giving him a blow in the head to break up all the previous pride up.

"Compared to Sihuang?" Lei Qi asked Xiao Jin again: "How is it compared to him?"

"..." Xiao Jin didn't answer right away.

Lei Xie's eyes darkened, and the dark golden eyes looked even more dignified and strange.

Xiao Jin looked at his expression, and he didn't lie, "He is a professional after all." But he said it tactfully, not wanting to hit Lei Qi, who is in good condition, to death.

Lei Qi twitched, "Don't think that I haven't checked, Sihuang has only debuted for more than a year, and his major was not an acting department more than a year ago."

"Okay, don't think about such useless things. If you dare to NG, don't blame me for embarrassing you in front of everyone." Xiao Jin didn't want to discuss Sihuang's acting skills with him, which probably everyone couldn't figure out Things, but I just can't figure it out, so I feel that Si Huang is a monster-level genius.

Lei Qi stared at him deeply, then turned around and walked to the edge of the city wall, looking at the extras who had already started queuing up below.

It was a row of soldiers wearing civilian armor, they were noisy and did not have the evil spirit and organization of soldiers on the real battlefield.

However, Sihuang's words kept impacting Lei Xie's mind. He didn't want to be looked down upon by Sihuang, even if it was in a field he was not good at. He also played very well comparable to a professional actor.

They are brothers who were born and died with me, they are soldiers who defend the country, and they are about to die in battle under my leadership! think about it! Lei Qi, think about it! Now you are a warrior in the ancient country. When you encounter unfair treatment and face the coming life-and-death war, how do you feel? Think about it carefully, even if the people below can’t give you the feeling of being a warrior, as an actor, you can’t be confined by reality to your imagination. Now the reality in front of you should be a vast and desolate land, with dust floating in the air And the dry smell of yellow sand, as well as the traces of blood.

Dull, at a loss, not knowing what the future holds, what are they fighting for until now?

Lei Qi's eyes became deeper and deeper, as if he was completely caught in his own thoughts.

He thought a lot but didn't seem to think of anything, a gust of wind blew over and hit his dry face, he woke up suddenly and turned to look at Sihuang.

Then he was shocked to find that Si Huang was doing the same thing as him.

The wind blows the perfect priest's silver hair, which is between the youth and the youth, blurring the age and gender, and the hem of the white coat is also blown up, revealing the pants inside. It looks like he is standing loosely, no matter whether the hair or the coat is blown No matter how much you shake it, your body doesn't move.

What is he thinking? Lei Xi couldn't help but have this doubt in his mind.

Probably because his eyes were too undisguised, Si Huang couldn't ignore it.

She turned her head to meet Lei Qi's gaze, and then waved to him.

When Lei Qi reacted, he realized that he was standing in front of Si Huang.

he:"……"

Why do you feel like a bit of a dog? ?

Si Huang didn't know the sad and depressed thoughts in Lei Xie's heart, so she stretched out her finger to him, pointing to several positions, "Here to here, the sight distance and standing position are just right, come here." She took Lei Xie back to the entrance of the city wall The position, and a few steps forward, "From here we will say the first line of dialogue, plus the time of silence...follow me. When you get here, you can stop, just facing the soldiers and horses below, This area also happens to be ventilated, so you must know how to use external factors to increase your charm.”

"..." Lei Qi was stunned again.

Isn't acting just acting? Why does it sound so knowledgeable! There is always a time when he feels closer to Sihuang, but the more he can find the gap between them is bigger!

Sensing the change in Lei Xie's expression, Si Huang glanced at him, "You think acting is all you need to do as you please? The photographer is responsible for capturing your perfect angle, and you should know where your charm is, so you can show it " After she finished speaking, she thought that this movie was originally designed for Lei Xie, so she laughed, "Because everyone revolves around you, so I guess you don't know. Positioning is also a skill when acting. When acting in a rivalry scene, if someone deliberately targets them, they will use their positions to highlight themselves and cover up the other person as a passerby."

Lei Qi had never encountered such a situation.

Thinking about it, everyone knows that he has an unusual relationship with Xiao Jin, who would dare to target him.

He thought of when he played against Si Huang before, he had a feeling of being suppressed by the other party, "You used this to deal with me before?"

Si Huang was startled, and then laughed dumbly.

"Why?" Lei Xie looked at her with a little uncomfortable smile, and thought to himself: Obviously he looks like a man, even if he is prettier than a woman, he is not a feminine man at all, why do you laugh? Even as a man, he thinks it's really attractive!

Si Huang's smile was a bit contemptuous, cold and bad, but his voice was low and gentle, "It's incomplete for a newcomer in the showbiz to not have been deliberately suppressed by the seniors. The previous level was too decent for you."

"..." Lei Xie felt like he was digging a hole for himself to jump into, but instead of being angry or afraid, he was aroused instead, "Come on, I'm afraid of you! You don't know that the more frustrated I am, the more courageous I am." Is it?"

Si Huang's eyes became subtle.

The more frustrated the more courageous this sentence, if you understand it a little bit, it is a masochist.

The conversation between the two ended with Xiao Jin shouting, the filming crew was ready, and the rest of the extras had also finished their positions.

"action!"

Si Huang entered the scene in an instant, the lines of his face were still soft, but there was more coldness that could not be melted by ice and snow, and the clear eyes also had a bottomless mystery.

Lei Qi followed behind her. Fortunately, he had raised his spirits early on, so he didn't panic when he was shocked by Sihuang's aura that changed as he said.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The two of them walked in silence, seemingly without any problems, but Xiao Jin, the director, noticed something, and his expression changed a bit.

Is it an illusion?

"My lord bishop..." Lei Xie whispered.

The camera was naturally aimed at him, trying to capture his expression clearly at this moment.

However, the silver-haired priest in front did not stop, as if he did not hear his shout and continued to move forward.

Lei Qi had no choice but to follow, this time his voice couldn't hide his anger, "Bishop Metheus!"

The camera also missed staying on his face for a few more seconds, this time when it was time to continue shooting, the silver-haired young priest stopped suddenly, even though it was so sudden, it was taken for granted.

He looked at the young man with a pair of dark golden eyes. The civilian battle armor on his body was obviously damaged, his hair was messy, his face was tanned, and he looked very embarrassed. However, this was the glory of his battle. Proof of survival on the battlefield.

"Why did you do this?" The young man's upright personality and his suspicion of the Bishop made him unable to choose to remain silent. "Why did you abandon them? Look at them, they are the ones who protected this country, this group of people The soldiers who went to the battlefield to kill the enemy let you live in peace in the king's city!"

The young man gritted his teeth angrily and screamed, "When you are eating delicious food and drinking fine wine, these soldiers can't even eat enough! When you are having fun, they are struggling with life and death! In order to defend the country, they use their own Flesh and flesh to block the enemy, even if they are dead, even if their body is cut off and the last hand is left, they will drag an enemy to death with a sword, leaving a mouth, and they will bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy's body! It is for the sake of the motherland, for the whole people, not for abandoning them before the battle, the moths who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Undoubtedly, this part was well acted, Lei Xie frowned with complex emotions, like an enraged army.

Xiao Jin signaled the cameraman to grab the camera and highlight Lei Qi's charisma this time, but a figure moved lightly, just right and harmonious, and missed the connection point between Lei Qi and the camera, preventing the camera from being on Lei Qi's body. If you stay too much, you can only fall on the figure naturally, otherwise it will cause the entire shooting to stop and fault. This is a very low-level mistake, and the filming staff should not make it.

Xiao Jin frowned.

Once may be an illusion, but twice is definitely not an accident, Si Huang is really deliberately suppressing Lei Qi.

Could it be that Lei Qi went to provoke Si Huang again just now?

No wonder Xiao Jin thought so, because he felt that Si Huang would not take the initiative to deal with Lei Xie for no reason.

Now that things have happened, he can't shout NG too biasedly, he can only watch the next shooting first.

"They're fighters."

The silver-haired priest stood on the edge of the city wall, standing there without any movement, exuding unspeakable charm from head to toe, from the blown silver hair to a finger that seemed to radiate divine light.

"A warrior's job is to fight."

"Soldiers should die on the battlefield."

"Fleeing is a disgrace to a warrior."

His tone is calm, but there is a shocking power. why? Because that voice is so magical that it can cause people's physiological reactions? It was still those eyes... those eyes that focused on the soldiers below, deep and quiet, revealing incomprehensible emotions.

Lei Xi was dumbfounded for a moment, looking at the silver-haired priest whose hair was blown by the wind, revealing his entire face. He looks so perfect that he looks like a god. Is this god really cruel? Why can I calm down when I look at him, and I can't help but respect him? !

A warrior's duty is to fight! Soldiers should die on the battlefield! To flee is a disgrace to a warrior! So the generals who fled before the battle are actually the most tortured by inner condemnation?

Lei Qi couldn't help thinking, he didn't realize that he was in the play, and was reminded by Si Huang's previous words that his acting thinking was no longer rigid, and he even thought about the emotions of the fake characters in the play.

"The warriors of Agros." The gentle voice of the silver-haired priest reached everyone's ears.

The soldiers under the city wall should not be able to hear her voice, but Xiao Jin has long discovered that Sihuang's voice control is also very good, there is no need for post-production voice actors, and even his voice can resonate more than professional voice actors , so he had anticipated this situation a long time ago, and specially set up a broadcaster. Under his gesture, the extras below also heard Sihuang's voice clearly.

Together they bent their steel-like waists, willing to bow their heads for the faith in their hearts.

"The last food in the city has been handed over to the women and children who are about to retreat. You must stay in the city and fight at the last moment."

Lei Xie raised his head abruptly, and stared at the silver-haired priest in disbelief. He actually told the cruel truth to the soldiers bluntly, directly, in a peaceful tone, and without any compassion.

There was a moment of commotion among the warriors, and then they heard the voice of the silver-haired priest.

"Your relatives are behind you, and you will protect them with your own flesh and blood."

"Your names will not be remembered by everyone. God's final gift to you is to die on the battlefield."

"Your bones will be buried in this land."

The words of the silver-haired priest represented death, announcing their death, so straightforward that no cover-up was made.

The heavy atmosphere squeezed people's hearts.

The taste in the wind seemed to become more bitter.

"My lord! Will we win—?" A hoarse scream rang out.

This is the soldier in charge of guarding the city wall. He looks very young, only fifteen or sixteen years old. The cloth and armor on his body do not fit well. He is holding a flag in his hand. The blue flag has Egg painted on it. Flag of the Russian state.

"Yes, we will win." The silver-haired priest turned his head to look at the frightened little guard, "Hold the flag in your hand tightly, and don't let it be broken by the enemy."

"Yes, my lord bishop!" The little soldier lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, but he tightly held the flagpole in his hand, "We will win. Even if one dies, we must drag two enemies to die, and prevent him from invading the motherland." an inch of land!"

"I am with you." The silver-haired priest said.

what does it feel like

The soldiers below couldn't see the expression of the silver-haired priest, but they could see it clearly as the photographer and Lei Xie.

How to describe it? The words seem to have become empty, it is a feeling that hits the soul, like a sharp spike piercing the heart instantly, painful and stuffy but not repulsive.

On the expressionless face of the silver-haired priest, in those dark eyes, it seemed as if he had seen the future, the real mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, all desolate.

Did he predict all this? Did he recognize death? What was he thinking? Is it really false consolation to say 'we will win' and 'I'm with you' without caring about the deaths of these warriors?

Lei Qi recalled in a daze that Mishus meant 'we'! And he just mentioned the soldiers below, but he said 'they'!

"Raise your heads, straighten your waists, and pick up your shurikens."

The soldiers below all obeyed.

"Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that after losing faith, the soul has nowhere to go, and finally falls into the abyss."

"You are warriors, death is not the end, glory and faith live forever."

The warriors raised the swords in their hands, raised them high and lowered them, raised them again and then lowered them again and again, screaming tirelessly: "Glory—! Glory—! For the glory of Egros! Fight! Fight for the glory of warriors! Glory and faith will live forever!"

city ​​wall.

Lei Qi suddenly lost his mind, his eyes unconsciously fixed on the side face of the priest in front of him, his blood boiled and his thoughts became chaotic.

In this scene, the protagonist is no longer him, but all the warriors present, and the silver-haired priest who is the focus of everyone's attention.

However, no one cares about that anymore.

Their hearts were silently ignited.