The fast-wearing host turned black again today

Chapter 912 An Outdated Supermodel VS Bai Yueguang Actor (42)

"The tyrant and the maidservant take a bath together."

Yan Bowen sat in front of the dressing table and let the makeup artist apply his makeup, speaking slowly.

It's really a passionate scene!

Luo Li was a little surprised, usually a double would be used in this kind of scene, but judging by his posture, is he going to do it himself?

"What are you thinking about? It's not a passionate scene. It's the final climax of the movie. You can read the script."

Throwing the script into her hand casually, Yan Bowen's eyes were full of ridicule.

The meaning is obvious, who always has colored thoughts, and says that he is reading serious scriptures.

"I didn't say anything!"

Pouting her lips, Luo Li retorted softly, picked up the script and began to read.

After a while, I was completely attracted by the content of the script.

As Yan Bowen said, this is not a passion scene at all, but a death scene of a tyrant.

The rebel army had already reached the gate of the city, and almost everyone in the palace had run away, but the tyrant did not flee, nor did he fight. Instead, he took his favorite maidservant to play in the hot spring pool.

This hot spring pool was built in the tyrant's bedroom, and it recorded countless laughter and luxury.

Now only the tyrant and the maidservant are left.

The gate was broken, and the general with a sword in his hand entered the house alone. He wanted to persuade the tyrant to surrender, but he was disappointed when he saw him dying.

In the end, his sword pierced the tyrant's heart.

Unexpectedly, the long-lost smile appeared on the tyrant's face.

'Pa-pat-pat--'

Luo Li, who was moved by the script, burst into tears as if she didn't want money.

"why are you crying?"

Yan Bowen was surprised.

"I just feel that the tyrant is very pitiful..."

Sniffing, Luo Li said sadly.

Yan Bowen was taken aback for a moment, and his smile was deep, "He is a tyrant, he deserves to die, how pitiful he is."

"Actually... he has been looking forward to death for a long time... The sad thing is that he has been the emperor for so many years, but he doesn't even have a confidant around him..."

Wiping away the tears, Luo Li spoke out her thoughts, the voice was mixed with a strong nasal voice, and the tears seemed to be rippling in Yan Bowen's heart.

She actually understands the heart of a tyrant!

Obviously the whole country belongs to the tyrant, but the tyrant can't be happy.

The heights are unbearably cold, everyone is afraid of him, the woman he loves the most dies for him, brothers and relatives become enemies, he gets the cold country, but loses everything...

Death, for him, is the final release.

Yan Bowen took this role at the beginning because of the tyrant's personality.

A poor, but more hateful villain.

The play will not focus on describing his pity, but can only find clues in memories.

That bit of sadness requires him to interpret it with his eyes and actions.

This role is a big challenge for Yan Bowen.

Everyone who knows him is persuading him to take this role carefully.

Everyone is afraid that because the character is a negative image, it will arouse public outrage and be characterized.

They only saw the brutal side of the tyrant, but few people interpreted the pitiful side of the tyrant.

But this silly hamster saw it!
Can he not be surprised!

"I, I'm just speaking according to my understanding, if I'm wrong, don't be angry..."

Seeing that his complexion was a bit dull, Luo Li smiled awkwardly, trying to ease the sudden silence.

"Suddenly I feel that I should get to know you again. Sorry, I really underestimated you before."

After a long time, Yan Bowen showed a faint smile, raised his hand and rubbed her head.

(End of this chapter)