What the hell is Uncle Dong happy about letting you play the role of village committee member?

Chapter 239 Don’t worry, I will return it to you

When all the toxins are injected into the body.

Lying on the iron bed, Ning Feng was still shaking his head. The range of his movements gradually became minimal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, the whole body leaked.

His chest no longer rose and fell, and his twitching face was completely frozen.

The mouth was slightly open, one eye was half-open, and the other was closed, lifeless.

"Give me a close-up!"

Zheng Ming outside the court gave an order, and the camera lens showed a close-up of Ning Feng's face.

"Give a warm light to your eyes!"

When a warm yellow beam of light shines on Ning Feng's eyes,

Everyone could clearly see that Ning Feng's pupils were blurring in his half-open eyes!

This is a situation that only happens to the dead in the true sense!

At this moment, director Zheng Ming, who was immersed in filming, completely ignored this situation.

With joy and excitement on his face,
Even as he watched this final stage of Ning Feng's performance, Zheng Ming seemed to have personally experienced a "death penalty".
The subjective emotions of helplessness and despair overlap with physiological reactions such as spastic facial paralysis, which amplifies people's fear of death to the extreme!

And the beam of warm light arranged by Zheng Ming shone in the half-opened eyes of the 'dead' Ning Feng,

It even surpasses the death in all the movies Zheng Ming has seen!
Taking on the role of Xin Xiaofeng is like finally giving up the darkness and embracing death in order to embrace the light!

"Okay! This is right! This is right! This is how it feels!"

Zheng Ming was overjoyed. Suddenly, he noticed that Ning Feng seemed to be motionless, and his dilated pupils were like a needle pricking into Zheng Ming's eyes!

"what happened?!"

"Why are your pupils dilated?"

"Don't really get into trouble!"

"Fuck! Jam! Jam!!"

"Hurry and save people!!!"

Zheng Ming finally reacted and stood up from his chair.

He rushed to the studio like crazy,

All the staff didn't know why, but they were also in a hurry.

"Quick! Call 120!"

"People are out of breath!"

Zheng Ming shouted to the people next to him like crazy,
However, the man dressed as a medical worker in the studio pointed to the electrocardiogram monitoring equipment beside him in confusion.

"Ah? What's wrong with you?"

"Director, isn't this heartbeat fine?"

"?" Zheng Ming was stunned for a moment,
He looked at the electrocardiogram monitoring equipment beside him in confusion. This was a real thing.

The fluctuating electrocardiogram above symbolizes that life has not disappeared.

"Is there still a heartbeat?"

Zheng Ming stiffly turned his head and looked at Ning Feng, who was lying on the iron bed.

"That means..."

"Phew! It means I'm fine." Ning Feng suddenly spoke, startling Zheng Ming.

"!! Damn it."

"But Director Zheng, if you call the card later, I might be able to hold it in in one breath." Ning Feng took a breath and said,
He slightly raised his hands that were still bound by the safety rope and said, "Director Zheng, please let someone help me untie it."

"It's not a good feeling to lie down and not be able to move. It's like a ghost pressing down on the bed."

"Oh, yes, hurry up, untie it quickly." Zheng Ming reacted, and the staff beside him hurriedly stepped forward to untie the safety rope.

Freed from the constraints of the iron bed, Ning Feng stood on the ground and moved his body.

Then slowly walked out of the studio. At this moment, everyone onlookers were silent, watching Ning Feng silently.

The performance just now completely shocked everyone!

Everyone present is different from the audience on the Internet. Everyone is a practitioner in the entertainment industry.
Understand the acting skills of each actor more clearly and intuitively.

There is also a clear division into the level of performance skills.

At this time, Ning Feng has also finished his performance. It is self-evident who is superior between him and Han Ling.

"Cough cough."

Zheng Ming cleared his throat and stood in the center of the crowd.

"Now that Ning Feng's performance is over, I will express my personal views as a director. I only represent myself."

"As for Han Ling's performance, needless to say, his acting skills and skills are impeccable."

"But although the performance just now was good, it neglected to be close to the characters. However, it was also because the time was too tight. It is normal."

After Zheng Ming finished speaking, he looked at Ning Feng again.
"Ning Feng, who appeared after Han Ling, had a clear performance."

"From the very beginning, the uneasiness and fear of waiting for the death penalty, to the relief of starting the death penalty, to the relief that the death penalty is approaching the end, the emotions progressed and the atmosphere of death was heightened through performances so intensely that even I, a bystander, felt I felt unprecedentedly depressed, as if I was being pinned down on an iron bed and injected with poison.”

"Of course, it's also possible that Ning Feng performed behind Han Ling and was better prepared."

Zheng Ming added an extra sentence at the end,

Naturally, he wanted to take care of Han Ling's face and give him a step up.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows what is going on.

"Although Han Ling's performance was very good, he looked like he was just performing. But Ning Feng's performance gave me goosebumps all over, as if he was really going to die."

"You didn't notice just now that Ning Feng's pupils were dilated. If the electrocardiogram hadn't been fluctuating, I would have thought he was really dead!"

"This is truly the most shocking close-up of a death's face that I have ever seen. In the end, Ning Feng's lungs collapsed and air came out of the O-shaped mouth. It was absolutely amazing! It was so scary!",

"This no longer feels like an act, it's completely like a real physiological reaction!"

"It's hard to imagine that such a performance state would lead to Ning Feng performing comedy on the stage of "Yi Xiang Tian Kai" before."

"Actors play thousands of faces, and the faces are all different. Only if you can master all types of roles can you win a place in international conferences!"

"Han Ling was supposed to take the opportunity to suppress Ning Feng, but in the end he shot himself in the foot."

There was a lot of discussion around me.

Han Ling, who had become one of the center of attention, looked unhappy at the moment.

He looked at Ning Feng with complicated eyes,

Some are unconvinced, some are curious, some admire...

Finally, he seemed to have made a difficult decision and let out a long sigh.

His whole body was hunched a little, and he stepped forward quickly.

Looking at Ning Feng, he took the initiative and said, "You win."

"However, this does not mean that I am inferior to you. There will be many opportunities to compete in the future!"

"I will definitely win it back."

Han Ling has always had a high self-esteem, and now he has made a huge decision by voluntarily admitting defeat in front of everyone.

Ning Feng, on the other hand, still had a faint smile on his face.
He said, "You are always welcome."

"Oh, by the way, add WeChat."

"?" Han Ling was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "What do you mean? Have a good relationship with me? I won't accept this."

Ning Feng waved his hand: "I don't have the time to spare. Add a WeChat account and I can send you the delivery address. Then I'll trouble you to mail one of the trophies over."

"Don't worry, I just borrowed it to look at for two days and will return it to you."

After that, he patted Han Ling's shoulder generously.

(End of this chapter)