The criminals looked so similar to each other that fans asked me how many years I had been squatting

Chapter 8 I seem to have met a murderer

Standing in the corner at the end of the corridor, Fang Hui's fingertips holding the phone tightened suddenly after hearing An Ning's words. After fighting in his heart for a long time, he finally spoke, "Miss An, we met yesterday. I It’s Fang Hui, assistant director Fang.”

There was dead silence on the other side of the phone. No one responded to Fang Hui's words for a long time. Just when he was about to grit his teeth and repeat what he just said, An Ning seemed to have finally heard his words, with a slight apology. He said, "Sorry, I just went to pay. Did you say something? Can you say it again?"

The waiter who walked to her side opened her eyes slightly when she saw her telling lies like this.

Miss, you didn't even move your butt just now, how much do you want to pay?
But he didn't dare to speak directly. Instead, he frequently glanced at An Ning. At first, he didn't think there was any problem, but when he laid his eyes on An Ning's face for the third time, he suddenly stopped putting away the plate.

Why does he feel that this face looks familiar?

Cheng Ran rarely watches TV, but he will often watch short videos and some long videos explaining movies and TV dramas. At first, his life was quite peaceful, with a low salary, an average job, and a barely adequate life. Until one day, he As a blogger who often watches video commentary, my life completely changed after seeing a certain actor.

His film and television drama commentary videos cannot be watched.

Why can't I watch it? Because there was a person with terrible acting skills who invaded many TV series and movies, causing his eyes to suffer thousands of injuries... He still hasn't recovered to this day.

But... looking at the girl who was still sitting there stirring the egg and vermicelli soup with a disposable plastic spoon, Cheng Ran felt that her eyes, which had finally recovered a little, had been poisoned a second time.

This person looked so familiar that he didn't notice it because he didn't look carefully just now. The closer look almost scared him to death. Isn't this the actor who poisoned him in nearly a hundred movies and TV series?

It seems to be called...an Ning?

Cheng Ran stopped collecting the plates, took out his mobile phone and logged on to the short video platform to search for things about An Ning, but the second before he clicked on the software, he suddenly stopped at his fingertips, and I turned on my own camera.

Meet a celebrity for the first time and take a video.

Thinking of this, he turned on his camera function and moved towards An Ning.

I started recording for three seconds and nothing happened.

After six seconds of recording, it was still calm.

Thinking that the recording from such a distance was not clear enough, Cheng Ran moved his hand slowly on the screen and slowly enlarged the shooting magnification. Just when his lens was clear enough to capture An Ning's profile, something happened.

An Ning, who was stirring the soup carelessly, suddenly turned his head as if he suddenly noticed something, and glanced at Cheng Ran with a cold and piercing gaze, glowing with an unintended cold light, as if she was not a living person at this time, but a human being. An emotionless murderer.

Cheng Ran's cell phone suddenly fell to the ground, and the filming was interrupted. Cheng Ran's feet were nailed to the spot as if he had been cursed by some unknown force, unable to move a step.

He seemed to be dying.

This was the only thought that came to Cheng Ran's mind after being looked at by An Ning. At that second just now, the person looking at him seemed not to be a normal person at all.

If she was just a normal person, how could her gaze be so terrifying?
An Ning's eyes turned around Cheng Ran, and then lowered her eyes to look at his cell phone, which he had dropped to the ground due to fright. She didn't know if the filming was interrupted, but the other party probably didn't dare to continue filming, so she Said, "You dropped your phone."

The voice was soft and slow, and no unnecessary emotion could be heard.

Cheng Ran's eyes still stayed on An Ning's face, as if the pause button had been pressed. Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, An Ning tilted her head to the side and raised her eyebrows slightly.

It was also at this moment that Cheng Ran pulled away in extreme panic. He originally wanted to breathe heavily, but under An Ning's gaze, he suppressed his desire to breathe heavily, and instead first pulled out a cry that was uglier than crying. smile.

"No, I'm sorry to bother you..."

As he said this, he squatted down mechanically and picked up the mobile phone on the ground. I didn't know if the screen was cracked. After picking it up, he didn't even check the current status of the mobile phone but directly put it back in his pocket. He walked step by step under An Ning's gaze. Far.

When he reached the corner where An Ning couldn't see, he almost immediately spread his legs and ran, not daring to stop for a moment, for fear that he would be overtaken if he took one step slower.

Cheng Ran ran all the way to the back kitchen, which was the most crowded place. He couldn't stop until he bumped into his colleague.

His colleague supported him with one hand and patted him on the back with the other. He was confused, "What are you doing? Running so fast in broad daylight? Is there a ghost chasing you?"

Only now did Cheng Ran dare to take a deep breath. While he was panting, he tried to calm down his tense mood. After a while, he raised his head and looked directly into his colleague's eyes. The fear in his pupils was clearly scary, "I …I feel like I’ve met a murderer…”
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An Ning waited until the person completely disappeared from his sight before he withdrew his gaze, and then lowered his eyes to look at the screen. The call interface was still displayed on it, and the person opposite had not spoken for nearly a minute.

"Is there no sound? You dialed the wrong number..." she said, raising her hand to hang up the phone.

Just a second before An Ning's fingertips were about to touch the hang-up button, Fang Hui finally spoke, "It's me, Miss An. We met yesterday. I'm Assistant Director Fang Hui."

The voice seemed to be squeezed out from the teeth, and it was as forced as possible.

An Ning made a gesture of realization, "Huh? It's actually Assistant Director Fang? Didn't I blow my audition? Assistant Director Fang actually called me to tell me the news? Xiao An is really scared."

As the last word fell, An Ning let go of the plastic spoon she was holding in her hand. The spoon slowly slid into the soup and gradually sank to the bottom, like a living person who was about to drown and could only wait for his fate to come.

Fang Hui stood in the corridor holding the railing in front of him with one hand. The strength in his hand seemed to be able to crush a person to death. "Miss An, I am calling you this time to tell you that I was blind yesterday. I couldn’t see through your acting skills. Looking back today, I found that your acting skills were so good, it was as if I was present at the scene in person..."

Couldn't I be there in person? After all, she is really mentally ill.

An Ning's face remained expressionless, and she calmly scanned the QR code at the cashier to pay, "Ah haha, Assistant Director Fang has given me a lot of prizes. Even so, don't you still not like it? I still have to practice."

(End of this chapter)