Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 271
The girl's voice rang softly in her ears, harmless and sweet, but Wan Lan could hear a hint of danger in that voice.

Really... is it a prop sword?

Wan Lan didn't miss it, the playfulness flashed in the girl's eyes when she asked this sentence, she had such clear eyes, but there was a piercing cold in the depths of her eyes.

The girl's eyes were like... a sword stuck to her face.

Thinking of this, Wan Lan's body couldn't help but tremble.

She finally realized what was wrong, if it was a plastic prop sword, how could it have such a cold temperature, realizing this, Wan Lan froze completely.

How can it be?

Just now she clearly saw that the girl was holding a prop sword. She also saw it in the fight scene. At that time, the girl swiped the sword at the actors. If it was a real sword, the actors would have been injured long ago.

However, she can be sure that the sword in the girl's hand is indeed a real sword, and the cold and sharp touch can't be more real.

At this time, Wan Lan looked at Man Luo as if she was looking at a monster, and her figure couldn't help shaking: "How did you do it?"

"It doesn't matter how you do it, what's important is...if Senior Wan Lan doesn't get up to film again, my sword will scratch your pretty face. Scratch your skin, and your face will slowly rot away. You should be able to climb to the position of Xiaohuadan because of this face. If you ruin it, will your fans buy it? "

The girl spoke casually, but the more casual her tone, the more frightened Wan Lan was.

There is no woman who does not pay attention to her appearance, and actresses like Wan Lan pay great attention to her own face. If she is really disfigured as the girl said, Wan Lan imagined it and shuddered in fear.

"Okay, I'll act! I'll get up now! I'll act obediently!" Wan Lan had already collapsed, and she spoke incoherently.

Hearing her words, Man Luo smiled with satisfaction, and took the sword away. The girl's tone was as relaxed as teasing a kitten or puppy: "So cute~"

After Man Luo backed away, Wan Lan got a chance to breathe. This time, her legs were really weak and she couldn't stand up, but with Man Luo watching, she was afraid that he would point a sword at her again if she took a step too late.

Everyone watched in astonishment as Wan Lan got up quickly, she didn't even bandage the wound on her leg, turned her head and said eagerly: "I'm fine, let's start shooting."

Her sudden change made everyone unbelievable, and Xia Yan also looked puzzled.

It's just a prop sword, how did you scare Wan Lan into such a state? !
Under Wan Lan's urging, everyone got busy again, turned on the lights, adjusted the props, adjusted the props, Xia Yan's attire had already been packed, and he stood by and watched everyone busy.

Unconsciously, he glanced at Man Luo beside him, and when he saw the sword gleaming in the girl's hand, Xia Yan moved closer and touched it curiously.

The cold metal touch came from the fingertips, and Xia Yan's body froze suddenly. He pointed at Man Luo in disbelief: "You...you..."

How could she be holding a real sword!

In order to prevent people from being injured, all the crew prepared swords as props. Where did the real sword in Man Luo's hand come from? !
Moreover, she dared to hold the real sword against someone's face. If she really hurt someone, would she know how much trouble it would cause!

Facing Xia Yan's expression as if he had seen a ghost, Man Luo looked back and smiled innocently at him.

Xia Yan was about to step forward and ask for clarification.

"Xia Yan!" The director's loud voice sounded, he hesitated a bit, but still walked towards the shooting location.

　Then I will continue to write, I am not familiar with the entertainment industry, it is my first attempt, and I doubt life every day ('-ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)