You can't imagine the happiness of the group performance

Chapter 45 Fan: It's Him! (build)

Even a martial arts master will feel backache after a day's work.

Fortunately, after returning to the locker room, the fatigue on the body disappeared instantly, and the body returned to the healthiest state.

Even the fatigue accumulated over the past ten days or so has disappeared.

Jiang Yan's eyes lit up, and he thought that maybe he would be sick in the future, so he would try to travel to another world, and when he came back, he would be resurrected with full blood.

"Well, this project is worth a try."

Jiang Yan nodded in satisfaction, and spoke highly of this crossing, then said expectantly,
"Then the next step is to finish playing Jiang Beixuan and see what we have gained."

According to the previous guess, only the scenes of more than one day can harvest the skills above green.

So this time it is probably still green.

However, factors affecting the strength of the character itself cannot be ruled out.

This time, Jiang Beixuan was several blocks stronger than Jiang Fengnian, and maybe the skills he dropped were blue at the very least.

But as I said before, it doesn't matter if it's still green.

Anyway, the next play is my crew, and I can experiment at will then.

So Jiang Yan is full of interest at the moment.

The mental outlook is very good.

As he said that, he took out the costume from the space and prepared to put it on to start work.

As a result, after the costumes were taken out, there was a scent.

Jiang Yan's nostrils fluttered, and Dang even recognized the smell as the scent of Fairy Jinghong's boudoir.

He froze for a moment, then sighed.

Although he knows, that world is not real.

After he is gone, the world is gone.

But people are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless.

Although the two girls were coaxed into their hands by him using despicable means, the original purpose was to have a good time.

But get along day and night.

Fairy Jinghong is gentle and considerate, and Xinger is pungent and enthusiastic.

This all happened clearly.

Such a good girl, how could I be willing to give up for a while.

"It would be great if they could time travel again, but can their memories be preserved? No! So I'm not a scumbag."

"It would be great if I could stay for a few months, but can it be like this, no! So it's not that I'm ruthless."

"It would be great if I could bring people out, but can I bring them out, no..."

Jiang Yan sang halfway, and was stunned.

It seems that this is not necessarily the case.

"No, no, no, no."

As soon as this thought came up, Jiang Yan shook his head violently.

Why bring it out, it's greedy in the first place, why make it so complicated?
So, turn the page!
. . . . . .

Just out of the locker room, turn a corner.

Jiang Yan bumped into a woman head-on.

"ah!"

The woman was taken aback, and she raised her head just as she was about to complain.

As a result, he saw a terrifying scarred face.

At night, a villain with disheveled hair and scars all over his face suddenly appeared in front of you. Do you think you are afraid?
Then she screamed again in fright.

"what!"

Fortunately, Jiang Yan had sharp eyes and quick hands, and covered the girl's mouth.

"Stop shouting!"

Jiang Yan threatened helplessly.

It's a big night, lonely men and widows, if this woman yells like this and attracts a group of enthusiastic people, then I won't be able to tell.

But the girl seemed to be terribly frightened, even if her mouth was covered, her hands and feet kept waving under conditioned reflex, and soon beat Jiang Yan painfully.

"It's endless, isn't it!" Jiang Yan roared, and couldn't help but increase his strength, trying to stabilize him.

But he was stunned as soon as he finished speaking.

Isn't this Xing'er?

No, this is Fan!
I just wiped it.

Just now he lifted his pants and left.

As a result, we met again at this moment.

Even though they're not the same person at all.

But right now he felt awkward.

A wife who was obedient to you one second, and obedient to you, becomes a stranger who wants to kill you the next second.

Tell me what it feels like.

From another angle, one second you were rushing towards someone's photo, and the next second you were bumped into by the owner.

How do you feel?

But who is Jiang Yan, after so many years of struggling, he still has the ability to bear it.

So soon he came back to his senses, and then threatened Fan:

"Don't move, I'll be really rude if you move again!"

Fan Wenyan immediately calmed down.

After all, she was not stupid. Seeing Jiang Yan's costume, she knew that the scar was painted with makeup.

So this person is a group performer, and his reaction was indeed a bit extreme.

Seeing that she finally calmed down, Jiang Yan let go of her hand, then pointed to the scar on his face and said:

"This is painted with makeup. Look, it scares you. If you don't know, you think I'm going to do something to you."

After speaking, he gave Fan a contemptuous look, then turned and left.

This made Fan behind grit his teeth.

But what Fan Hui thought, Jiang Yan didn't have time to pay attention.

This was an accidental event, and it will be fine in the past.

Moreover, Jiang Yan has no interest in stars like Fan.

In front of career, what are women!
If you really want to talk about the impact on your heart when you meet Fan, it is probably the awkward feeling that suddenly emerged before.

But Jiang Yan understood very well, it was all because the other world was too realistic.

Because to be precise, the foreign world is just a technological means beyond his understanding, a virtual world that is extremely close to the real world.

So no matter how realistic it is, it is still fake.

Do you cry when you kill someone in a shootout game?

It's simple, it's just a game.

Only fools take it seriously.

Jiang Yan figured this out as early as Yue Fei's time.

It was sprayed because of this at the beginning.

So would Jiang Yan reflect on himself because he did whatever he wanted in the game?

Um. . .Of course it will.

"I've played it, don't keep staring at the things in your crotch, lest people say you have a bad view."

"Besides, no matter how despicable things are, Jiang Beixuan will get rid of them, and Jiang Yanniao is none of my business!"

Introspection is over.

. . . . . .

When he came to the crew and waited for the start-up, Jiang Yan enthusiastically guessed in his mind what skills he would get from Jiang Beixuan.

Jiang Beixuan's lightness kung fu is heaven-defying, and his acupressure method is invincible, and he is also proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts. Although he has never used his unique moves, they are still earth-shattering.

Extreme force is no joke.

But what Jiang Yan wanted most was lightness kung fu, followed by acupuncture.

It is also puzzled to say.

Obviously in a different world, I know the acupoints well.

The result came out now, but the memory of acupuncture points and other martial arts knowledge was blurred.

Only by waiting for the skills to be released can the relevant memories be unlocked.

It's so inhumane.

If skills are not given, knowledge must be retained.

Could it be that the system is worried that our brain won't be able to handle it?

That would underestimate the configuration of the human brain.

While thinking, Jiao Meinan swayed over with his lines on his back.

The first time he saw Jiang Yan's scarred face, he was stunned.

He always felt that this face was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he just couldn't figure out where it was.

So he wandered over and asked Jiang Yan: "Hi, have I seen you?"

Jiang Yan was stunned when he heard the words, Jiao Meinan has good eyesight, and he was the first one to recognize Jiao Meinan.

He simply stopped pretending, and said with a smile: "Brother Jun, I didn't expect to be recognized by you."

"No wonder I always feel that you look familiar, so it's you, Xiaoyan." When Jiao Meinan heard the voice, he was stunned for a second, then shook his head and laughed, and then asked curiously, "Didn't you kill yourself, why did you come back again?" As a group performer? Still painted like this?"

"Hey, I have nothing to do when I'm free, so I came here to play, but brother Jun, don't talk about it everywhere, I'm afraid the director will recognize me and drive me away." Jiang Yan explained with a smile.

Jiao Meinan smiled and shook his head again when he heard the words: "Okay, your professional enthusiasm has infected me, so I'll help you keep it a secret."

"Thank you, Brother Jun." Jiang Yan replied with a smile, and then said, "By the way, I will treat guests tomorrow night, which is my own wrap-up banquet. You should come."

"No problem, just tell me the address." Jiao Meinan said.

"Okay, by the way, help me call other actors by the way." Jiang Yan said.

"Leave it to me." Jiao Meinan said.

Then the two chatted for a while, and did not separate until work started.

Tonight's plot is mainly literary drama, and it is a night drama, and the time is relatively late, so the intensity is still relatively high.

In order to reduce ng, Jiao Meinan recited his lines almost all the time.

The same goes for other actors, who are under a lot of pressure.

But this has nothing to do with Jiang Yan.

As a young man of the money gang, he just needs to be a good background board.

In that battle, with a knife in his hand, it was enough to remain motionless. His sense of presence was pitiful, but this was a group performance, and Jiang Yan was content with it.

But in a place not far from him.

Fan Yong pointed to Jiang Yan in the distance, and reminded Yu Feihong with a vigilant face:
"it's him!"

(End of this chapter)