Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 268
Sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Mike slap the woman's face to the side, clutching the woman's neck with his hands, and treating an innocent woman brutally and bloodily.

There was no sad expression on Joan's face, but she was so excited that she couldn't restrain herself, her eyes were shining, she bit her thumb, and giggled amidst the woman's miserable screams...

That kind of abnormal madness even made Richard's hair stand on end behind the camera.

Song Xiaoye in the camera didn't look like the bright girl who always smiled at all. For a moment, Richard even felt that Song Xiaoye was not acting, but really crazy.

"Ka—" called out before Taylor, Richard glanced at Taylor who was dissatisfied, coughed lightly, and looked at Song Xiaoye, "Song—"

Raising her head, Song Xiaoye looked at Richard with cold and gloomy eyes.

Richard was stunned and almost bit his tongue. When he looked again, Song Xiaoye had already smiled.

"The filming is over! Well, should we take a break, or continue filming the next scene?"

"Take a break for 10 minutes," Taylor gave a thumbs up from behind the camera, "Song, it's really great, do you want to watch it?"

Song Xiaoye nodded, walked over with a smile, and watched the clip with Taylor together.

With her eyes fixed, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared.

Is that face her face?The facial features are exactly the same, but this expression is not her, but Joan, the Joan who has been abnormal since she was a child, and became a perverted killer when she grew up...

Covering her mouth, Song Xiaoye swallowed silently.

In the end, was it because of her outstanding acting skills that she brought Joan to life, or did Joan haunt her like a ghost?

I was a little scared, but Song Xiaoye didn't tell anyone about her weird feeling, even though that feeling became more and more intense with the shooting.

"Have you heard? Saying that love is like getting an electric shock..." Smiling, Song Xiaoye's smile was bright and innocent like an angel, but her childlike and innocent eyes were full of undisguised cruelty.

Raising her hand to close the switch, she watched the woman scream and tremble, but laughed out loud.

"Mike, did you see it? Did you see it?" Turning around, she hugged Marshall and kissed him heavily on the face.

Marshall wrapped his arms around her waist, hugged her tenderly, and wanted to kiss her, but she pushed him away.

As soon as Marshall was pushed away, Song Xiaoye threw herself close to the chair, staring at the woman's painful expression, as if seeing the person she loved the most in the world, with obsession and intoxication...

It's the same as when she was shooting before, only this time, she is the torturer, crazy and innocent, like an artist creating the most beautiful artwork, and she is intoxicated by it.

The real Joan was so scary. Although she never had a vicious expression, the more innocent and cute she was, the more terrifying she appeared.

Several times, Richard wiped away his sweat.

Although, because Song was too close to him, he was worried, but he had to admit that Taylor had indeed found the right actor.He never thought that Song would be so crazy when acting.

In the swamp at night, Mike and Joan dragged the dead body in a bag through the swamp.The flashlight in his hand illuminates the dark swamp ahead, the lush long grass.

"It should be here—I remember seeing crocodiles here during the day..." Marshall whispered, turning around and shining a flashlight on the swaying long grass.

"Let's just leave it here, Joan—actually, we should probably bury her..."

"Ah!" Song Xiaoye turned around, and the flashlight in her hand shot Marshall's eyes directly.

"Joan—" Frowning and turning away, Marshall's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"Why did you bury her? Can't bear to watch her feed the crocodile?" Song Xiaoye smiled lowly, "Mike, maybe it's her good kung fu that made you fall in love with her?"

"Joan, you know I don't love anyone but you..." Mike frowned and complained, "I'm just, a little tired..."

"Tired? Why? Don't you like conquest? Are you not happy to see a beautiful woman kneeling in front of you and begging you to fuck her?" Song Xiaoye asked in a low voice, leaning forward and leaning on Mike's chest, " Are you not satisfied? Ah, that's not what your heartbeat says..."

Marshall closed his eyes, and just about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, "What sound did you hear?"

"Yes—the crocodile!" screamed, and Marshall backed away in panic.

The camera crew not far away were also shocked. Richard threw away the camera and went directly to grab the gun on the chair.James and the makeup artist David who followed also rushed forward.

Taylor raised his hand and motioned silently, motioning everyone not to move.

Richard frowned, looked over, and saw Song Xiaoye standing there, as if confronting something.In her hand, a silver light flickered.

It was a boning knife, extremely sharp, and it was a prop in the play, but it was only used when shooting stills. Naturally, it was a fake knife used when shooting the murder scene.

This knife should not be on Song Xiaoye's body now.

Richard swallowed and wanted to shout, but was afraid of startling the crocodile.

I can only stand where I am, waiting for the opportunity to rush to the rescue.Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he realized that Taylor hadn't stopped filming from beginning to end, and he couldn't help frowning.

Shocked and frightened in his heart, Richard only felt that the time was too long, and even his feet felt numb before he saw Song Xiaoye move.

Xuan turned around, Song Xiaoye didn't look this way, but just looked at Marxie who was standing aside, "You are really useless——"

The corners of her lips curled up, her eyes showed undisguised contempt.Tilting her head, she kicked the bag with her blonde hair exposed, "Throw her into the swamp now—the crocodiles are hungry..."

"Ka——" Taylor stopped, raising his face with a smile on his face, "Song, this is a surprise—it's really great..."

Song Xiaoye looked up, smiled, but didn't speak.Just fiddling with the knife in his hand.

"Song, you are amazing, I'm serious! I haven't heard of any woman who dared to face a crocodile and scare it away-God, don't talk about women, even men dare not..."

When Mary heard this story, she completely regarded Song Xiaoye as a legend, and kept talking about it around her.

Song Xiaoye just smiled and didn't answer. When Taylor called to get ready, she immediately lowered her face, "You should sit there now, you are my prisoner."

Mary looked at her, laughed, and let Song Xiaoye tie her hands roughly.

It was still the same place, oppressive, and even the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Mary opened her eyes and looked at Song Xiaoye with panic, "Joan, what are you doing? What do you want to do?"

The blade moved slowly against Mary's cheek. Song Xiaoye tilted her head and looked at Mary with a smile, "Take some souvenirs—just like other people..."

Pulling Mary's hair, Song Xiaoye cut it slowly, her voice was always gentle, "Mary, I like you. These days, you are really good to me—but, you know, I am Very private…”

Gathering the cut hair into a thin bundle, she looked at Mary and smiled, "I will keep it well..."

Mary's body trembled, looking at Song Xiaoye, she asked in a low voice: "It's you! The police once speculated whether Mike had a party - you are his party! You didn't kill him to protect Sophia at all. It's for silence..."

Song Xiaoye turned her head and looked at her, "You are very good at telling stories..."

"I prefer to listen to stories." Mary pursed her lips and said hoarsely: "I have seen the photos of the scene, and when I saw the red silk bed sheet for the first time, I thought it was strange that Mike didn't have such good taste... ..."

Song Xiaoye giggled, she turned her head, looked at Mary, and said with a smile, "You're right, Mike has no taste. I bought that bed sheet—it's as red as blood, isn't it beautiful?"

"You want to hear a story, let me tell you..."

The point of the knife was pointed at Mary, her eyes narrowed slightly, and Song Xiaoye's expression was very strange.

Mary blinked, and for some reason, suddenly felt a little panicked, "Joan..."

She licked her lips, and she was about to speak, when Song Xiaoye frowned suddenly and lowered her head.

Seeing a little blood on her fingertips, Song Xiaoye raised her hand subconsciously and sucked it.Her eyes fell on the drop of blood on the boning knife in her hand, she suddenly let go of her hand and let the knife fall to the ground.

Why is she holding this knife? !
In this scene, she should have replaced it with the fake knife, but why is she still holding the real knife?

Looking at Mary with some confusion, she took two steps back, turned her head and screamed with fear, "Who changed the props?! Where's the fake knife?"

Because of her sudden NG, Taylor frowned and yelled "click", Richard was a little dazed, "I gave you the prop knife just now!"

"Leave it to me?" Song Xiaoye swallowed, turned around and ran to the corner, and easily found the prop knife in the purse she kept in the cabinet.

The prop knife is in her bag, so she changed the prop knife herself?

Looking at the shallow wound on the fingertip, Song Xiaoye only felt scared for a while.

Now, she has scratched herself. If she really thought it was a prop knife just now, and stabbed Mary according to the script...

Covering her mouth, Song Xiaoye felt chills from her heart.

She—is she really crazy? !
When that thought came to her mind, she panicked like never before.

What if she was really crazy?Will he hurt others like Joan?

"You forgot, aren't you Joan?"

Who is whispering? !

Turning around abruptly, Song Xiaoye stared at Richard who was looking over with concern, and grinned, "I'm so confused, well, let's continue shooting now!"

Regardless of whether she was crazy or was raped by Joan, she must finish filming this movie.

Everything has to wait until the filming of this film is finished - this is the only thing she can do!

In early August, a month of filming finally came to an end.Song Xiaoye rushed back to New York immediately, and immediately went to see Dr. Matthews, the psychiatrist introduced to her by Richard.

Sitting on that comfortable sofa, she still felt extremely nervous.

Although Dr. Matthews never said a word except after handing her a glass of water, Song Xiaoye couldn't calm down.

Whispering her hands together, she bit her lip, and at last summoned up the greatest courage, and said:

"Doctor, I, I think, I might be crazy..."

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