mesbooks Chapter 277 Are you mad, baby?
Chapter 277 Are you mad, baby?
The sharp dagger was suddenly intercepted in mid-air.
Jin Ruoyun, who was lying on the sofa, grabbed her wrist.
Xiaohong's strength was already extraordinary, and she used all her strength. When the two of them were fighting, the dagger trembled back and forth in the air.
His eyes met hers, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
This little guy actually changed to a real knife.
"Director, why did the scene change? The knife didn't go in!" The assistant whispered close to the director's ear.
The director seemed to be used to it. He shook off the cigarette ash on his fingers and said lightly, "Don't worry. Yun Ye has a plan for his scenes."
Everyone at the scene was as quiet as a chicken.
Especially Xiaohong, her eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Jin Ruoyun in surprise.
Why was the play changed?
According to the script, the niece should have stabbed him with a knife and blood would have been drawn! Why did he stop her?
Where's the promise of getting into the role?
Where is the promised rigor?
Xiaohong continued to use brute force on her wrist, which hurt because of his grip.
His deep voice rang in my ears, "Do you really want to kill me?"
Xiao Hong bit her lip, "...Yes!"
"hehe."
Jin Ruoyun's lips curled up with a bloodthirsty evil intent, "I'll help you."
"?"
Xiaohong watched in panic as he moved her hand and the dagger to his left chest, then stabbed it in with a "swish".
She shuddered with fear.
Blood spread along the lines of his black shirt, and in an instant, a pungent fishy smell filled the air.
Drops of blood fell onto the leather sofa.
The other staff members saw it, but thought it was a blood bag from the props team and continued to work diligently.
Only Xiaohong's face turned pale, the back of her slender white hands were stained with blood, and her teeth were chattering.
"Not enough?"
Jin Ruoyun suddenly said, he grabbed her hand that was about to retract, held the dagger tightly, and then pulled it out.
Blood spurted onto the back of the sofa.
Xiao Hong's pupils shrank, and her brain seemed to be emptied. She looked at Jin Ruoyun helplessly, her lips trembling as she said, "Uncle..."
Before he could utter the next few words, he suddenly thrust his hand into his chest again.
"!"
Her breathing suddenly hitched.
Jin Ruoyun's bloodthirsty and morbid voice came to my ears: "Two slashes, are they enough?"
"Bah—!"
"Three swords?"
"Bah—!"
Four knives, five knives, six knives...
One cut after another, piercing quickly and accurately, and then pulling out fiercely, repeating this action over and over again.
Things happened too fast and the two people in the play gradually lost control.
But the director team outside the play still thought they were still in the play, and continued to watch with bated breath!
Suddenly, "Bang--"
Xiao Hong pulled out the dagger with all her strength and threw it to the ground. Her face was covered with tears and her eyes were filled with bloodshot. She shouted hoarsely, "Enough!"
Jin Ruoyun sat on the sofa, covering the bleeding wound on his chest with his hand, a smile on his face.
Before he could speak, his big hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the back of her neck, held her again, and pressed his thin lips close to her ear.
He said in a voice that only two people could hear:
"I know you remember everything. I killed you because once the sorcerer takes action, your soul will fly away, your spirit will be scattered, and you will live forever... and never be able to be reborn!"
"Only if I send you to hell with my own hands, can you enter reincarnation, and we... will have the chance... to meet... again..."
"Are you calm now? Honey..."
The last syllable seemed to have exhausted all his strength. As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Ruoyun fell off the sofa and lay on his back on the ground.
Xiaohong's pupils were wide open and her mouth was open, but she couldn't make a single sound.
His last words kept echoing in my mind.
He said that he killed her so that she could have a chance to reincarnate...
wrong!
All wrong!
She was wrong!
There seemed to be thunder in my ears, ringing in waves.
"Camera crew! Shoot from above!"
The director was still filming diligently, with countless cameras panning from low angles to Jin Ruoyun who was lying in a pool of blood.
Xiaohong stood up from the sofa, tears falling down her face, her heart screaming...
Someone come and save him!
Someone come and rescue him!
Can't you see? This is not a filming!
But she was so emotional that her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound until a "cut——" suddenly rang out.
She suddenly felt as if all the air was sucked out of her and she fell to the ground.
"Go check out the actress first!"
In the past, there were many cases where actresses were frightened by Jin Ruoyun’s acting.
So as soon as the show was over, the staff habitually went to comfort the actress first.
Xiaohong was helped up by the staff.
As soon as she stood firm, she rushed to Jin Ruoyun, who was still lying motionless on the ground, grabbed his shirt sleeves and shook him vigorously, crying out: "Second Uncle! Second Uncle! Wake up, Second Uncle!"
Jin Ruoyun kept his eyes closed the entire time, his expression unusually calm.
The staff nearby came over to remind him: "Little actor Su Wan, don't get excited, the best actor is just acting..."
Xiao Hong cried and retorted: "He is not acting, he is really injured! Hurry up and call an ambulance! Hurry!"
"..."
No one in the audience wanted to call an ambulance. Instead, they smiled and shook their heads, as if sighing: This little actor is still too young!
At the same time, Huo Yunzhou and Song Zhen also rushed over, and the latter helped Xiaohong, who was squatting next to Jin Ruoyun, up.
"Hongbao, you acted very well." Song Zhen gave her a thumbs up and praised.
When Xiao Hong saw her parents, she felt like she had seen a savior. She sniffed quickly, grabbed Song Zhen's hand and cried for help:
"Mom, you came at the right time. They didn't believe that my second uncle was injured. They thought he was acting. Please go and see my second uncle. Please go and see my second uncle... I don't want my second uncle to die, wuwu..."
"Um, Hongbao..."
Song Zhen and Huo Yunzhou were touched when they saw Xiaohong crying heartbrokenly.
I didn’t expect that their daughter really cared so much about that old fox!
Song Zhen quickly hugged the emotional Xiaohong, patted her on the back, and coaxed her: "You are just acting, don't worry."
Xiaohong cried more and more urgently, "How could this be acting! Mom, I really stabbed him eight times... Wuuuuu... I killed my second uncle..."
Song Zhen: “…”
Huo Yunzhou didn't have time to pay attention to Jin Ruoyun and Xiaohong at this moment. He was looking around vigilantly with his brows tightly furrowed.
Since he entered the studio, he always felt that there was something unusual here...
And it was a ghost thing that even he couldn't see!
Ever since Jin Ruoyun fell to the ground, the feeling of this strange aura flowing has become more obvious!
Xiaohong is still crying.
At this time, Jin Ruoyun's assistant ran over.
Seeing the actress crying, the assistant felt embarrassed and helpless. He immediately came to Jin Ruoyun's side, squatted down and shouted:
"Master Yun, this scene is over! Don't act it out anymore. If you continue, you'll scare the little actor..."
"Master Yun, get up quickly!"
"Master Yun?"