"Gong Ningqi, then you said earlier that you quarantined me here before you said that you wanted to kill me?"
"Who told you to throw dead mice at me, Master Liang, I have to drag you down, otherwise, how can I be worthy of the horror novel male lead you let me be. Anyway, the writer of Yuan Huixing has a problem, don't you? "
"What the hell?"
"New stem."
"Writer Yuan Huixing had a heart attack? But I clearly saw him, and he is alive and well."
"Master Liang, I'm talking about the novel's innovative plot, not a cerebral thrombosis."
"Gong Ningqi, will you use this method to help me promote horror novels?"
"Then what's the matter, no, I've said it a long time ago, no one can beat me. I don't need any makeup for the role of the male second ghost."
"Don't be too stinky, Gong Ningqi. You should know that Ba Liangwei, the male lead of the eunuch in Gongdou Opera, and Lu Depeng, who plays the policeman, have already been selected."
"What? Is there really someone who is not afraid of death and wants to be the second male lead in your horror novel?"
"Not afraid of death?"
"Yeah, don't all ghosts have to die?"
"Gong Ning is surprised that you have been persuading you for a long time before you dare to cooperate with me as the second male lead. So you are ready to risk your life? You are really mentally handicapped. Literary works are all fictitious. The ultimate goal is to make life better. created."
"Fictional? Master Liang, are you saying that all the TV dramas and movies on the market are all fake? Not true? Isn't this a lie? I even spent money, what a big liar."
"Gong Ningqi, movies are made of dreams, otherwise you think that playing ancient emperors is all about acting in the real emperor's true colors?"
"How did this happen? It hurt my young heart. Fortunately, I still think it's good to be an actor, and I also specialize in experiencing life."
"Gong Ningqi, I write horror novels, what kind of life do you experience?"
"Escape from the secret room, you don't even know what I experienced at the bottom of the sea. It turns out that all those sharks were controlled into a big net by Duan Mubin, who played the role of the domineering president. Just like Mr. Liang, you, a horror novelist, are you dreaming? I think it's a nightmare."
"Gong Ningqi, are you saying that the shark was manipulated by Duanmubin? But I pulled out the shark's teeth myself, and blood was splashed all over my face."
"They are all true and false. Who knows which is true and which is false? It turns out that the writer didn't write a documentary, and the actor didn't play the role himself. That made it so realistic, isn't it a fool?"
"Gong Ningqi, do you want to stop? It's almost enough to complain. You are stupid, no one else is to blame."
"Master Liang, you writers are so sanctimonious. The audience poured all their emotions into the plot, including the actors who are so involved in the play, and now they say that everything is fake. Look at the Lanhua pointing to Ba Liangwei over there, and you think you are It¡¯s a eunuch. And Lu Depeng, who pointed a water gun at other people¡¯s heads all day long, if you don¡¯t know, I really think he is a policeman.¡±
"Gong Ningqi, it's no wonder we writers. Since you actors are doing this job and eating this bowl of food, you have to learn how to get in and out of the play, otherwise, you can't talk about being a good actor."
"Practice actor Kang Shi, after the performance, it's as if he didn't act. Now he is wearing the big vest and flower pants of the fairy-tale male writer Yuan Huixing, like a man playing with birds. He is a good actor? Hey, the one in his hand, isn't it? My little Feifei" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com