Chapter 646： Actor determined (first more)

Qiao Xiu came to the White Jinghua Theater near dusk. When Qiao Xiu saw the white jingle jazz, the first reaction was... he was thin.

Sir Bai Jinghua has always given Joe a slight fat impression. Recently, the popularity of the White Jinghua Theatre and the Nolan National Theatre has gradually increased, and the weight of Sir Bai Jinghua has a tendency to soar.

This made Qiao Xiu suspect that his weight would ruin his future acting career, but today the white rose flower has soared.

People... seem to have become a lot more, his dark circles are clearly visible, and the tired expression on his face seems to say, 'I haven’t closed my eyes for a week’.

"Mr. Qiao Xiu..." Sir Bai Jinghua came up after seeing Qiao Xiu and barely squeezed a smile.

"Jazz, do you need me to find a pastor for you to sprinkle holy water or something?" Qiao Xiu asked.

"Holy water?"

"You look like you are being ridden by what kind of ghosts."

This sentence by Qiao Xiu has greatly stimulated Sir Bai Jinghua. He looked around and confirmed that there was nothing strange to smother him.

"Oh... you seem to be scared by the script?"

Qiao Xiu guessed why the white jingle jazz would be so embarrassing.

"This... no! I just understood the truth through the script you gave to Shining."

Sir Bai Jinghua said that he was chilling here.

"What is the reason?"

Qiao Xiu feels that seeing Shawshank's redemption can realize the true meaning of life. It is a big problem to see that Shining can change the values ​​of life.

"We can't see those ghosts, those...not clean things, but they really exist." Sir Bai Jinghua said that he deliberately depressed his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by anyone.

"So are they likely to be by our side? We can't see those things, so we don't know... just like every time I want to find something but I can't find it anyway, it's definitely something that exists. ”

"This... ah, that is to say, if you can see it, feel better?"

Qiao Xiu listened to the explanation of Sir Bai Jinghua, and suddenly felt that he said something is quite reasonable.

Humans cannot observe but do not represent things that do not exist.

"can see?"

Sir Bai Jinghua did not react at this moment, and Qiao Xiu patted the palm of his hand directly.

When the applause sounded, one after another translucent spirit suddenly appeared in front of the white porch.

Seeing the spirits floating in midair, the white jingle jazz was so scared that he sat down on the ground and kept moving back with his hands and legs.

"Really... really exists? Look... It seems that I will arrange some enchantments to expel ghosts in the future." Sir Bai Jinghua breathed in a big mouth.

"Wake up, they have worked with you several times, and there is no reason to be so scared."

It is the team of the daytime banshee photographers called by Qiao Xiu, whose dress has become a maid costume under the sinister taste of the skeleton.

When they are not working, these banshees will be on the coffin of the castle.

All the films filmed by the former Joe Xiu were completed by these daytime banshees.

"I am just..." Sir Bai Jinghua snorted and looked at the smiles of the daytime banshee and sly, and then barely eased his fear from fear.

"I am not afraid of these ghosts." Sir Bai Jinghua said, "You should understand that Mr. Qiao Xiu can also understand that the fear of ghosts brought by your script is the most important. When you sleep alone in the room, That unknown thing is peeping at you and tormenting you..."

"I can understand..." Qiao Xiu went to the front of Sir Bai Jinghua and patted him on the shoulder.

"Sparkling" is the shadow of childhood when Joe Xiu was a child. After reading it, Qiao Xiu always felt that there were people under the bed, and he wrapped himself with quilts every time he slept.

"But now we have to turn this script into a movie." Joe Xiu said with a smile.

"I... I don't think anyone will like this movie."

Sir Bai Jinghua gnawed his own opinion. "This film is really made and will only bring panic to the audience."

"On this issue, Sir Bai Jinghua must have written the script of the tragic ending."

Qiao Xiu feels that any playwright is more interested in writing tragedies. Sir Bai Jinghua is no exception.

"What do you enjoy most after a tragedy?"

"Look at the audience crying for my show." Sir Bai Jinghua even gave Qiao Xiu an answer without even thinking about it.

"Yes! If I were an audience, I would rather watch a horror movie that would make me sleepless at night, and I wouldn't want to watch a boring thing that would make me sleep in the cinema! Do you understand?"

This sentence by Qiao Xiu, the white jingle jazz did not understand at all, but Qiao Xiu was determined to make "Sparkling".

"I have chosen the actors for you, but the candidates for the twins are still not found. Only one little girl is qualified for this role."

Sir Bai Jinghua will hesitate to hide in the bottom of his heart, and directly bring Joe Xiu to the back of the theater to provide the venue for the troupe actors to practice.

"The boy's candidate is the son of an old actor in my troupe."

Sir Bai Jinghua brought a young boy to the face of Qiao Xiu. He looked at Qiao Xiu’s eyes with a strange fear.

"His Qiao Xiu." After he greeted Qiao Xiu with the urging of Sir Bai Jinghua, he suddenly asked, "Is the stage play to be played this time very scary?"

"Why do you say that?"

Qiao Xiu only handed the script to Sir Bai Jinghua and Hilary.

"My mother said that Mr. Bai Jinghua was taken to the soul by the script you wrote," he said.

"It seems that you need to pay attention to your appearance."

Qiao Xiu glanced at the white jingle jazz, and it was indeed a look that could be peacefully passed away.

"Don't worry, he was unable to fall asleep because he was happy. We took a comedy." Joe Xiu's comfort made his fearful expression relieve many "Do you have a suitable little girl candidate?"

"This... there is one."

Sir Bai Jinghua waved at the door, and a little girl who seemed to be only ten years old came to Qiao Xiu.

She is not a human being but a demon.

"Joe...His Royal Highness."

"Let me think about it, right! The little girl who was rescued by a golden legend."

Qiao Xiu remembered the identity of the Mozu mixed-race girl.

Before the black pigeon was still a notorious underground organization, she was tortured as one of the lowest members.

After Joe posted a reward on the caster forum that completely ruined her organization, she was lucky enough to be rescued by passing Carolly.

"What about your brother?"

Qiao Xiu remembered that she still had a brother who was trained as an actor after being seen by Sir Bai Jinghua.

"Leon is training in Flosi." Sir Bai Jinghua informed the whereabouts of Joe's own apprentice.

"Is it going to Foulsey? Also... his age is a bit too big, and the twins may be set up with illusions."

Joe’s line of sight once again looked at the other actors around him.

"Who is the starring?"

"The starring requirement you wrote is 'there must be madness', so I think I will play in person."

It seems that the role of the white jingle jazz has changed.

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PS: Today is still three more... I need the support of the monthly ticket, I have to die without the monthly ticket _ (: з ∠) _ Tomorrow began to try to evolve into four more beasts...