The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 38
"I'll give you a lung, don't scare me!"

When Huo Yunting said this, Liu Dehua broke out in a cold sweat, it can be seen that this illegitimate meal did leave a lot of psychological shadow on him.

Liu Dehua hurriedly leaned close to the wall, quietly turned his head to look in, rubbed his eyes again, and heard a suspicious voice.

"Tingzi, don't make such a joke with me, how can there be high heels on the window sill?"

Now Huo Yunting was also dumbfounded.

A pair of bright red high-heeled shoes are placed on the window sill, so he can't see?

"Brother Hua, why don't you put on your glasses and have a look."

"I'm not nearsighted, what kind of glasses do I wear?"

I'm embarrassed now.

Huo Yunting stared brightly at the pair of bright red high heels on the windowsill, but why couldn't Liu Dehua see them?

One is that the psychological shadow left by the illegitimate meal is too deep, and the other is that the reality is once again doubted.

The two of them didn't dare to step forward in vain for a while.

He reached into his pocket and fumbled, skipping tonight's teaching props - two eggs, and found a small piece of broken eggshell from the bottom.

Hold it between your fingers, luck will work.

"boom"

With a flick of two fingers, the eggshell flies towards the high heels like an arrow from the string.

Then the eggshell went right through the heels.

"clatter"

Crisp and pleasant.

At first I heard the sound of something hitting the glass.

Huo Yunting's pupils suddenly constricted.

The hallucinations reappeared.

Liu Dehua looked at Huo Yunting ejecting the eggshell with a little admiration, and reminded in a low voice, "Hey, Ting Tsai, do you want me to call someone?"

"No need, Brother Hua." Huo Yunting took a deep breath, "Let's go in, maybe I was wrong."

Turn on the light, and the pair of red high-heeled shoes are more and more gorgeous under the light.

But Liu Dehua let out a long breath, went straight to the window sill, and picked up the pair of high heels.

"Tingzi, it's you who should get a pair of glasses, right? These are the two boxes of strawberries I put here this morning."

Huo Yunting nodded lightly, "I'm sorry, Brother Hua, I caused you trouble."

"It's okay, come on, let's continue to practice peeling eggs."

Putting away the messy thoughts in his mind for the time being, Huo Yunting took out two eggs and started teaching again.

"Brother Hua, remember, the egg must always stick to the wall of the cup. If it doesn't stick, the egg will fall."

"Okay, let me try again."

Huo Yunting nodded, and got up to get the glass on the table, "It's okay if it doesn't work, it's fine to hang the egg with a thread."

Picking up the glass on the table, I saw some shadows stirring under the table, and there were strange rattling noises from time to time.

After hesitating for a moment, he still looked down.

A young girl with a ball head was squatting under the desk, her facial features were exquisite but she looked extremely ferocious.

Eyes like a dead goldfish.Protruding, and shining with a strange light.

Two rows of teeth covered with glistening saliva are biting the red nails on the two thumbs.

I am grass.

The cold sweat dripped down on his forehead, this was exactly the impression he had of the illegitimate meal in his mind!

So fucking infiltrating!

"Tingzi, are you messing around? Is there something under the table?"

Liu Dehua played with the egg in his hand and looked sideways.

"Aren't you scaring me again?"

The toe kicked lightly, passing through the woman's calf.But the woman seemed to feel it, and suddenly turned her head, gnashing her teeth and looking at Huo Yunting.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he could eat people.

Huo Yunting smiled, "*your mother."

Then he handed the cup to Liu Dehua.

Liu Dehua held the egg with a cup, and then began to shake it.Huo Yunting sat beside him to guide.

"Frequency faster."

"Use the strength of your wrist, use your strength."

He instructed in a gentle tone, looking around with a pair of cold eyes.

There was an unkempt man outside the window sill, licking the glass with his tongue, his face firmly stuck to the window.

At some point, the closet was slightly opened a crack, and one big, bright eye was looking outside.

I lowered my head again, half of my face would emerge from the crack at the bottom of the bed at some point.

"Brother Hua, the strength of the wrist is not shaking up and down, left and right, but shaking."

As Huo Yunting said, he suddenly stomped his left foot hard.

"Ahhhh!!!!!!"

With a shrill female voice, the half of the face under the bed was trampled off, and blood spattered all over the floor.

"Tingzi, what are you stomping on?"

"I just saw a mosquito."

Liu Dehua quite agrees with this point, "There are indeed a lot of mosquitoes in summer."

"Snapped"

The two were chatting, Liu Dehua lost his mind for a moment, and the egg fell to the ground.

"Brother Hua, let's try another egg. If it doesn't work, then change to my trick, cross the string."

"Good cutting."

In the end, the egg was still not peeled successfully.

"Brother Hua, let's try again tomorrow after the thread is strung, I'll go back first."

"Okay. Tingzi walks slowly."

When leaving the room, Huo Yunting glanced into the room.

There is one outside the window, one in the closet, and one dead under the bed, and there will be another one on the ceiling chandelier at some point.

"Brother Hua, I'm leaving, take care."

"Hey, Ting Tsai, why the hell are you taking care?"

"No, brother Hua, you should go to bed earlier."

Close the door, and all dream bubbles are isolated behind that door.

After returning to his room, he washed his face again, trying not to think about the story of Liu Dehua's illegitimate meal.

I searched the house again and found no one, so I felt relieved.

Lying on the bed, frowning into Sichuan characters.

Why did I suddenly fall ill again when I was doing well?
Since joining the group "Ping Zong Xiaying", this illusion has never been serious enough to appear in reality.

But when I think about it more carefully, when I starred in "Kung Fu", I really lost the sense of digestion that I had when I starred in "Footprint".

Could it be because at that time most of the scenes were played with real kung fu, and there was very little use of acting skills?

Martial arts scenes are not part of acting?So what is the criterion for judging?
Huo Yunting had a headache again, he finally lived a normal life for a few days, he didn't want to go back to the past.

Concrete research on specific issues.

Whether martial arts is within the scope of acting skills, and what kind of acting skills you need to rely on to digest your illness, these will be discussed later.

The most important thing now is to quickly take on some small tasks to digest and digest, so as to suppress this serious condition again.

"Huh... Damn, it's really evil."

Early the next morning, Huo Yunting found Feng Xiaogang and cuckooed with him for a long time.

Not long after, Feng Xiaogang looked at him in shock after listening.

"Brother Huo, isn't your way of thinking too wild? You're so good at acting as a group performer, what's the trouble?"

What's going on?
Huo Yunting thought for a while, "After all, I also came from the road of group acting, remembering bitterness and thinking sweet."

Ge You, who was listening on the sidelines, took a sip of tea calmly, thinking in his heart, he is sick.

(End of this chapter)