The sound was rapid and intermittent.

It's like he's in pain.

But she looked straight at the stage manager, her eyes unblinking.

But the muscles in his face began to twitch.

An instinct to endure pain appeared along with the knitting of his brows.

"His, hiss, hiss, hiss~"

Every breath was intermittent.

Just by listening to her breathing, you can tell that she is suffering from constant pain.

But Li Pingdong, who was sitting at the very edge, suddenly frowned...

At this time, Xu Xin took a look at the script and spoke:

"Hmm, it smells so good."

In one sentence, Liu Yifei shivered, and Xu Xin's figure was reflected in her fearful eyes.

"Tell me, where did your information come from?"

"..."

Liu Yifei has no lines.

Just my body started to tremble.

Suddenly he was shaking violently, and his head tilted forward.

Chest.

Because Wang Tianxiang put the brush full of spices on her chest and brushed it.

This holding of breasts is the instinct of not wanting others to touch your breasts.

First she sucked her chest, then started to tilt her head back, turning her head to one side, her lips trembling, but her eyes closed.

It's like being humiliated.

Because Wang Tianxiang's brush had already brushed from her chest to her neck.

The itching, pain, and smell all turned into fuel for fear.

But as her eyes closed, her lips pursed hard.

Sip very hard.

After saying the lines, Xu Xin, who had been paying attention to her microexpressions, nodded, picked up the tea cup, and spilled the water in the cup on the ground.

It made a "sizzling" sound.

Then came the sentence:

"Ba Niu, come on."

"..."

Liu Yifei's body suddenly leaned back, her feet began to kick on the ground, and she wanted to retreat in fear.

Her strength was indeed quite strong, and the chair and the tiled floor made friction sounds.

After struggling like this, she suddenly let out a painful wail.

It's a cry in the true sense of the word.

It's not the kind of screaming like Wang Xiaochen's neck, but a kind of sound coming from the throat, because the tongue cannot move freely because the teeth are clenched:

"Uhhhhhh!!!"

At this time, she began to shake her head, but the frequency of shaking her head was not high. It was a set of movements of "turning her head quickly, stiffening her whole body, gritting her teeth and making a sound, and then turning her head quickly".

And because her hands were behind her back, when her body began to twist on the chair, it felt like someone had cut off her arm, and her struggle was in vain.

Even Xu Xin saw the veins on her neck.

And those cheeks that turned red from gnashing of teeth!

"Director Xu..."

Li Pingdong suddenly spoke...

But Xu Xin's hand was raised instantly.

Signaling him to stop talking.

"..."

An old man who has been in the world all his life is being stopped by a twenty-year-old young man in this way. Strictly speaking, it is a bit shameful.

But no one cares.

Because everyone's brows frowned.

But the director didn't say stop.

Then it can't stop.

I kept watching Liu Yifei in this state of being possessed, struggling in the chair until her lower back finally lost strength and her head dropped.

"Okay, stop."

After saying that, he stood up and walked quickly towards the pale Liu Yifei.

Walking to the side of her who was still breathing heavily, Xu Xin didn't say anything, and even pushed her back roughly, making her sit on the chair and lie forward, and slightly lifted up her dress.

T-SHIRT.

In fact, logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. After all, there are differences between men and women.

But the problem is...Liu Yifei can't see it.

So it cannot be evaluated.

As for what to evaluate…

You can tell by looking at the bloody nail marks on his back.

"...it's okay, it's bleeding, but luckily you didn't be stupid and dig it to death..."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Yifei, who had a trace of blush on the tips of her bloodless ears, subconsciously sat up straight and looked up at him with pain still in her eyes.

"...Is the assistant here?"

"without……"

Hearing this, Xu Xin sighed helplessly and said:

"Go and wait on the first floor. I'll ask my assistant to take you to disinfect and apply iodine... You don't have a scarred constitution, do you?"

"Hiss...it's okay."

"This is not the director or actor, I am telling you as a friend. Okay, go and wait, I will ask the assistant to contact you."

Having said this, he paused.

His hand patted her shoulder:

"Thank you for your hard work. You did a great job."

One sentence.

Liu Yifei's eyes suddenly turned red.

But she did not continue to say anything, but stood up silently and bowed politely to everyone:

"Thank you directors."

He bent down to pick up his bag, picked up his clothes and walked out silently.

From waiting for her when I received the call to when she left.

It took less than ten minutes in total.

But in exchange, everyone was silent for more than a minute after she left.

Finally, Xu Xin, who put down his phone, spoke.

"For now, she is the best, there is no doubt about it."

Li Haiping also nodded:

"Well, although I don't agree with this way of acting...but her understanding of the character and her energy...I think it's okay."

"……well."

Li Pingdong suddenly sighed:

"My nephew likes her very much... If he knew about her "self-mutilation", he would be very sad."

After speaking, he turned to his apprentice Lin Li and said:

"The paragraph just now, go back and read it."

After a while, Liu Yifei's performance started again on the screen.

After the performance lasted for more than a minute, and everyone watched in silence, Xu Xin said:

"Do you have any objections? If not, I will make the decision...Mr. Qi?"

Hearing that he specifically called him, Qi Lei knew what Xu Xin meant, so he seemed a little hesitant.
To be continued...