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Chapter 211 How Long Are You Ready To Die?
Sang Ning smiled: "Since that's the case, I'm relieved."

Wang Qiuhong didn't understand what Sang Ning was going to do, these scenes were not in the script, and Sang Ning added scenes, and she followed suit.

"Bao'er." Sang Ningxu called Ximena.

Ximena held her hand: "Godfather, tell me."

Qingyue couldn't stand anymore, and wanted to stop Sang Ning, how could she add drama without permission.

Before he stepped forward, he was stopped by warm wine.

"Teacher Wenjiu, Sang Ning—"

Before he could say the word cheating, he was stopped by Wen Jiu's cold eyes.

Qingyue is extremely angry, if he doesn't act according to the script, there is no fairness to speak of.

"Being able to not disturb others when they are acting is the basic cultivation of an actor, and it is also the basic cultivation of a human being."

In order not to distract Sang Ning, Wen Jiu tried to lower his voice to reprimand Qing Yue, the blunt indifference in his words was obvious.

Qingyue gritted his teeth, hesitant to speak.

Wen Jiu suppressed his anger and continued to watch Sang Ning's performance.

Sang Ning's hand slowly climbed to the back of Ximena's neck, holding it gently.

Ximena trembled all over, as if being entangled by a poisonous snake, the hair on the back of her neck stood on end.

Looking at Sang Ning, Sang Ning's eyes are still full of love, and the smile on the corner of her lips is even more gentle.

"Godfather—" Ximena couldn't figure out what Sang Ning wanted to do, and didn't know how to follow the scene, so she called her in a low voice at a loss.

"Bao'er, do you know what godfather hates the most in this life?" Sang Ning became weaker in speaking, and took several breaths to complete the last sentence.

But Ximena felt an inexplicable and strong killing intent from Sang Ning's words.

She shrank back subconsciously, trying to break free from Sang Ning's palm.

But the moment her body moved back, the palms on her neck suddenly tightened, and Ximena's heart sank, her eyes widened.

Sister, isn't it? It's just a play, and you are serious about it!
Sang Ning clasped Ximena's neck and leaned close to her ear, a coldness appeared in her eyes, and there was no weakness on her face.

Sang Ning shrank her pupils, tightened her palms, and "twisted" Ximena's neck indifferently.

Ximena didn't know what happened, her body suddenly limp and fell down, but amazingly, she didn't feel any pain in her body, and her mind was clear, but she just couldn't control her body, so she had to let herself fall down.

Almost at the moment Ximena fell down, Sang Ning stared at her with a doting look in her eyes, but it was more of helplessness and pain when punishing a disobedient child.

"What Godfather hates the most in his life is betrayal!"

Simultaneously with Sang Ning's icy voice, Ximena also fell to the ground with a bang, her eyes widened, as if she was dying.

Ximena growled inwardly, ah hello, what's going on?

Whether she is dead or not, she can't move her body, and she can't say a word!
Because Ximena's "death" was so realistic, others were taken aback and sighed at her superb acting skills.

Wang Qiuhong even opened his mouth slightly, but did not move his eyes.

She was obviously confused, but this shocked and bewildered look was just in line with the reaction of her own daughter after being killed by her sweetheart.

Sang Ning pulled out the "arrow" stuck in her chest with her left hand. While Wang Qiuhong was still in a daze, she wrapped her right hand around her waist and pulled her towards her.

Her head was buried on her shoulder, the corners of her lips had a desolate smile, and the expressions in her eyes were extremely complicated, distressed, reluctant, self-deprecating, and finally became resolute and indifferent, holding an "arrow" in her left hand and thrusting it into Wang Qiuhong's back chest.

With another force, it penetrated "his" chest.

After the broken arrow connected the bodies of "him" and Wang Qiuhong, Sang Ning's eyes suddenly became extremely gentle again.

With the remaining strength, he raised his hand to caress Wang Qiuhong's furry head, over and over again, tirelessly, and murmured: "I don't worry about entrusting you to other people to take care of you. You should go with me."

After speaking, the last bit of strength in her body also slipped away from her body. At the last moment of her life, Sang Ning's eyes were slackened, and the corners of her lips raised a little, as if recalling the happy moments in the past.

Then, "he" slowly closed his eyes, and lowered his head along with his hands.

The life of a generation of powerful officials has thus come to an end.

The rehearsal room instantly became silent, and everyone was unconsciously substituted by Sang Ning's emotions, and felt very sad for a while.

Until Ximena felt that the muscles of her mouth could finally move freely, she lay on her back on the ground, desperately and powerlessly shouted: "Sister Sang, let's just say, how long are you going to let me die?"

Sang Ning gently pushed Wang Qiuhong away, moved to Ximena's side to relieve her acupuncture points, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the plot requires it."

Ximena stood up leisurely, put her left hand on her neck and twisted around, and said in amazement: "Mr. Sang Ning, what did you do to me just now? It's amazing. I don't feel any pain in my body, but I just can't move."

Sang Ning pursed her lips and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just you getting into the drama."

"Really?" Ximena couldn't help wondering, when did her acting skills get so good that she could even fool her own body.

"Teacher Sang Ning, you are too good!" Wang Qiuhong looked at Sang Ning with a look of fascination, "Next time whoever dares to say that your acting skills are not good, I will be the first to stand up and object!"

"It's really not good." Sang Ning pointed her finger at the skin under her eyes, and teased herself, "I can't shed a single tear, what kind of acting is this?"

"No, I think this is good." Wen Jiu applauded from the bottom of his heart as he spoke, "How could such a vicious and proud person shed tears so easily?"

Sang Ning's performance in the later period completely deviated from the script, and the screenwriter couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Sang Ning, what is the basis for this scene you temporarily changed?"

"Character design." Sang Ning replied without hesitation, "Isn't the positioning of Nine Thousand Years Old in the script just a crazy and sick girl? I don't think such a person can tolerate the betrayal of his adopted daughter, and I don't think he is in his life. In a dying state, he can watch his sweetheart fall into the hands of his enemy with peace of mind, rather than let his sweetheart be tortured by the enemy after his death, it is better to take the sweetheart away with his own hands."

After Sang Ning finished explaining, the screenwriter smiled from the bottom of her heart and clapped her hands: "Indeed, your way of acting is better than that in the script."

"Needless to say, I will vote for Sang Ning in this audition pk." Shen Yi was the first to express his attitude.

Lu Ye wanted to make things difficult for Shen Yi and Sang Ning, even if he admitted in his heart that Sang Ning's performance was better than Qingyue's, he voted for Qingyue against his conscience: "I support Qingyue."

Only Wang Qiuhong and Ximena did not vote. They performed very well in the scene with Sang Ning just now.

And they didn't know that there was a backer behind Qingyue, so there was no doubt that they also voted for Sang Ning.

(End of this chapter)