Chapter 437

"You don't ask me which part of the play?"

They stood on the same plane, and Gu Ling stretched her neck to reach his shoulders. She suddenly and sadly realized that "people are born unequal".

"I glanced at it just now, it was the reception scene, right?"

Yi Chong spoke calmly, and Gu Ling looked at his calm and emotionless face and wanted to go up and tear his face.

She said, "Well, just cooperate with me."

Yi Chong looked at her silently with downcast eyes. The two of them were in a stalemate for three seconds. The man said impatiently, "Not yet?"

Gu Ling resisted the urge to curse: "Start now."

In the next second, she seemed to be a different person, pulling down her one-shoulder cutout sweater, revealing her delicate collarbone.

The weak and boneless little hand tried to put his shoulder on his shoulder, but it was like the fox in the fable who raised his head to pick grapes. Gu Ling felt that it was not elegant, so her fingertips slid lightly to his chest.

She raised her eyes to look at him, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were golden with the sunlight coming in.

Yi Chong tightened his hands in his pockets, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

The two were like a couple dancing on the dance floor. Gu Ling leaned on Yi Chong's arms and listened to his strong heartbeat, and suddenly pushed him onto the chair while he was not paying attention.

Yi Chong staggered and fell on the chair, breathing irregularly.

He frowned and looked at Qian Yan, and was unconsciously attracted by the tear mole at the corner of her eye, not noticing that Gu Ling had straddled him presumptuously.

She blew secretly behind his ear: "Mr. Jin is really cold."

Saying that, the woman took the man's hand and put it on her waist.

Her breath was like a gossamer, scratching Yi Chong's heart itchy.

Looking at Qianyan who was close at hand, Yi Chong felt an inexplicable irritability, finally frowned and pushed her away, and said with deep eyes: "Miss Feng, please respect yourself."

Although the man tried his best to cover up, the people present still caught the faint burning fire in Yi Chong's eyes.

Director Wang couldn't help but praised in his heart: "As expected of the best actor, even the eyes are a joke."

Although the male protagonist's heart belongs to the female protagonist, he is still a man despite everything else, and with the effect of alcohol, there is such a fiery little fairy teasing him, the forbearing hopelessness in his eyes and the coldness on the surface are the best interpretations.

Before Director Wang recovered from his admiration for Yi Chong's acting skills, Yi Chong quickly left the center of the stage according to the script, and stood to one side to watch Qian Yan continue her performance.

The next step is the highlight, tears, and you have to cry well.

Gu Ling looked at Yi Chong with complicated eyes, but her eyes seemed to go back to a certain distant time through him.

A drop of clear tear hung between her eyelashes, and then rolled down the tear mole and flowed down her cheek.

When the tears fell, everyone couldn't help gasping, a kind of goosebumps rising from the soles of their feet.It was this tear that washed away all the pretense of the woman and washed away the worldly world that she had been soaked in for 20 years.

Since then, the role of the second female lead has basically come to an end.

All the obstacles she set up between the heroine and the heroine in the early stage seem to be forgiven at this moment.

Because you see, she just fell in love with someone she shouldn't love.

Yi Chong was also stunned, just like that night when the evening breeze was blowing, he seemed to panic uncontrollably when he saw her cry.

Gu Ling raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her face, and bowed again to indicate that her performance was over.

The director stroked the stubble on his chin with rough fingers, and exchanged glances with the screenwriter:

"Well, Miss Qian, are you sure you want to act as the second female lead in our play?"

Gu Ling is ashamed, I need money, I don't care about your two daughters.

She nodded and showed a humble smile: "Yes, it would be my honor to get this opportunity."

Everyone was shocked again.

Is this really the arrogant and powerless Qianyan that was rumored on the Internet?
It was the director Cheng Fushen who quickly adjusted his expression and said, "Okay, you can go back and wait for the notification."

Gu Ling nodded, bowed again and left.

Yi Chong stared at her back for a long time, but he didn't wait for her to look back at him.

Chiyan, what kind of person are you?
(End of this chapter)

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