After the failure to form a group, the actor confessed to me on the whole network

Chapter 162 A play within a play: Just imagine, if I were gone
When the two entered the front of the camera, the aura changed instantly.

Cen Shang is no longer an indifferent god, but a god who protects the common people with great love.

Xiang Meng is not an eccentric little girl, but a little butterfly protected by a god.

The two teamed up to fight off the demon, and after a great battle, the deity quietly came to Little Butterfly's side.

Little Butterfly is congenitally deficient, and at the beginning of cocooning, she was accidentally injured by the ice and snow on the snow-capped mountains. Now her eyes can't recognize things, which makes people very worried.

The deity sighed, the reluctance flashed in his eyes, and then he sat cross-legged in front of Little Butterfly.

After a moment of silence, the deity asked, "Little Butterfly, do you want to see me?"

The girl nodded fiercely, because the direction was wrong, she was straightened by the god with a smile.

"I'm here."

"Ah."

"Want to see me?"

"want."

"Okay, close your eyes."

The warm palm was pressed against her eyes, and after a tingling sensation, the little butterfly slowly felt the light.

She slowly opened her eyes, but the corners of her upturned mouth froze on her face at this moment.

What happened to her deity?
Why do you look dead?
The deity seemed to see Xiaodie's doubts, and gently pulled the corner of his mouth. With such a simple movement, a lot of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The god said: "I'm sorry, I can't accompany you on the road ahead, you have to practice hard and don't be lazy anymore."

Little Butterfly couldn't believe it. She blinked her eyes several times to get familiar with the light, the face of the god, and his words.

But no matter how you analyze it, the other party is saying goodbye.

She didn't want to say goodbye, and subconsciously raised her hand to catch the tears falling from her eyes, but she didn't catch them.

Big teardrops dripped on the ground, and quickly faded away, blending with the bright red ground.

After opening her mouth several times, Little Butterfly finally plucked up the courage to call the god.

The voice was so low, as if afraid of disturbing the other party.

The deity gently scraped off the little butterfly's tears with his fingertips and said: "Man is mortal, and so are gods. Don't feel sad about it."

But how can I not be sad.

People still have reincarnation, but gods don't, so death is really dead!
Little Butterfly reached out to grab the sleeve of the god, but found that the sleeve was disappearing little by little. She sat up on her knees, and before she could stretch out her hands, the person in front of her quickly decayed and disappeared.

Little Butterfly was stunned for a moment, and then she was distraught, crying into the void for a long time.

Many people at the scene were moved by Xiang Meng's performance, except Cen Shang and the director.

If this performance is not good, there is nothing wrong with it. Xiang Meng's performance is remarkable, especially the crying scene at the end, which is called heartbreaking.

But he always felt something was wrong.

Subconsciously turning his head to look at Cen Shang, Cen Shang didn't care, got up and walked directly in the direction of Xiang Meng.

Walking up to Xiang Meng, Cen Shang slowly squatted down.

Feeling ashamed, Xiang Meng turned her head: "Is it because my acting is not very good?"

Otherwise, why did Cen Shang look so serious? She suddenly recalled when Cen Shang was acting sad, and thinking about her own performance, she felt ashamed
"You did a good job." Cen Shang gave affirmation before saying, "But sometimes people are so sad that they can't cry out, or even cry."

Xiang Meng was stunned for a moment, and Cen Shang continued: "You entered the role very quickly this time, but just this level can't help you complete all the scenes well, because you don't have a soul.

You need to turn yourself into this character, then all your reactions will be the drama itself, you can even break away from the script and give this character a completely derailed, fresh life, instead of imagining what happened to her in a certain frame , Imagine how she would deal with this situation. "

"I don't quite understand." Aren't you talking about one thing when you enter a play, enter a role, and turn yourself into a character?
"Then just imagine, if the person who leaves is not a god, but me, what will happen to you?"

Xiang Meng didn't think about it yet, but when she heard this sentence, her heart hurt so bad that she couldn't breathe. Her eyes were moist but stubbornly opened wide, for fear that Cen Shang would really disappear from her eyes.
(End of this chapter)