Entertainment: the Self-cultivation of Actors

The more Fang Rong talked, the more he couldn't restrain himself. Yuan Dahong, who watched the scene quietly, sighed softly, then slowly got up and came to Fang Rong's side.

"I don't believe what Ling'er said!"

"Why do you say that going back to Nanzhao as a princess can stop the relationship between the two of them?"

"Can't they go on the road together and face the future together?"

"Separation is the best way?"

Fang Rong spoke excitedly, and his dissatisfaction with Ling'er became more and more serious in his heart. Besides... he also felt very sorry for what Li Xiaoyao had encountered.

"Perhaps... Miss Ling'er was on the road and met Khan Duo and things changed her?"

Yuan Dahong turned around and analyzed the possibility, but Fang Rong felt aggrieved for Li Xiaoyao, "Is the stinky egg encountered less than her?"

"Humph!"

Fang Rong stood up abruptly, staring at Yuan Dahong closely, "The stinky egg hasn't changed, why should she change?"

"Who said at the beginning that the one who loved was Xiaoyao, why, now you don't keep your promise?"

Fang Rong sneered, "I don't know what it means to be old until death?"

"One sentence of separation will send others to hell!"

Chapter 43 Horror Acting Skills

Fang Rong yelled loudly, but everyone in the crew was staring at her. Right now, Fang Rong's acting skills were so good that it exploded. The expressions, movements and language expressions made people feel heartbroken. a feeling of.

Liu Xiaoyi covered her small mouth and said nothing, she was also moved by Fang Rong's acting skills, Liu Haozhe just watched so quietly, a bad premonition arose inside her.

"My dear cousin, love...is never fair!"

Yuan Dahong shook his head gently, and walked aside, "It can even be said that it is the source of the greatest inequality and the most unreasonable in the world."

"..."

This sentence made Fang Rong silent, and she didn't know what happened to her.

There is a void in the eyes of the whole person.

She was just so lost in thought, staring blankly at the distance, and finally showed a sad and bitter smile, "Okay, when you are in love...it can be unfair, then if you don't love, if you separate, you should..."

"Is it fair?"

As soon as the words fell, tears slowly flowed from Fang Rong's eyes.

"Does she know?"

"Every word and every movement of mine caused great irritation and harm to the stinky egg, but she kept doing it like this..."

"Dig the wound in Stinky Egg's heart bigger and bigger!"

Tears fell one drop after another, and slowly Fang Rong's entire face was covered with tears.

"Does she know how uncomfortable Stinky's heart is?"

"Oh... how painful is it?"

Fang Rong burst into tears, and his true feelings touched everyone in the crew.

"Do you know what kind of a rotten egg is?"

Fang Rong choked up slightly, with a look on his face, "He's that kind of..."

"He laughs and laughs and puts on airs every day, but at night, when he's alone in the room, he cries!"

Tears had already slid down Fang Rong's cheeks, fell to the ground along his chin, and then disappeared.

Liu Xiaoyi's eyes were red.

Some girls have been seen crying for a long time. Lin Xuan also took out a tissue and wiped her tears from time to time. At this moment, she thought that no one's acting skills surpassed Fang Rong... She really loved a person to the bone The image of the little woman is vividly interpreted.

Fang Rong cried so much that he couldn't help sobbing, and closed his eyes, tears still falling from his eyelashes.

"It's just...a greeting to my cousin!"

"In the end, I know so much... about Master Li!"

"That is to say—"

Yuan Dahong looked at the crying Fang Rong in front of him, "cousin, your life is not very good now!"

"It's bad for rotten eggs!"

Fang Rong was sobbing, his voice was a little hoarse, "He is not good, so I feel sorry for him!"

"Hehe, it's not the same!"

Yuan Dahong took out the square scarf that had been in his arms all the time, and handed it to Fang Rong, "Cousin, you have worked hard, and you have worked so hard to love!"

Fang Rong grabbed the square scarf and covered his mouth, but wept loudly...

But even so, she was still smiling, and Yuan Dahong looked very sad, "Cousin, you are great!"

"You can love someone like this!"

"I want him to be happy, although you know that the source of his happiness is not yourself..."