The Godfather of Chinese Entertainment's Little Flowers

The campus was eerily quiet at night.

The classroom was empty, the curtains were drawn, the desks were violently pushed aside, and a chair was placed at the front of the classroom with ropes scattered on the floor.

Only one incandescent light was shining overhead, creating a stark contrast between light and shadow in the room.

Qiao Xin swallowed hard.

I'm a little scared.

If there hadn't been a row of staff members inside, she would have definitely turned around and run away.

Han Luo suddenly patted her on the shoulder from behind.

Qiao Xin was startled and lightly punched him.

"Are you kidding me?! You scared me half to death!"

Han Luo shrugged.

"I didn't expect you to be such a coward! I never would have guessed!"

Qiao Xin was speechless. "Please, any normal girl would be scared of this, okay? Didn't you read any school horror stories when you were little?"

"Of course I've seen them." Han Luo suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "You know what, I remember one of them, it was about..."

Before Han Luo could finish speaking, Qiao Xin reached out and covered his mouth tightly.

"Don't tell!"

"Mmm." Han Luo could smell a faint fragrance coming from the tip of her nose. She didn't know what brand of hand cream it was, but it smelled very nice.

Qiao Xin released his grip and glared at him.

Just then, Wang Yuexin walked in.

There was also a child about half a person's height with him, around seven or eight years old.

This is a child actor hired by the production team, who plays the younger version of Xie Zhiqi.

Don't underestimate him just because he's young; he's acted in more dramas than Peng Peng.

She's definitely a young acting prodigy.

This scene tells the story of Xie Zhiqi, who, due to an accident, has his soul travel back in time to his brother's body from more than ten years ago.

So he turned the tables and used his brother's body to instigate his younger self to commit murder!

Therefore, good perverts should be cultivated from a young age.

Wow... Even Mads Mikkelsen would find this move insane!

After a few brief preparations, filming officially began.

The room went completely dark, the camera emitted a dim light, and the staff next to them became blurry black shadows.

Han Luo and Liu Chang stared at the viewfinder together.

Qiao Xin was tied to a bench with her hands behind her back, her mouth stuffed with a white cloth, and she kept making whimpering noises while desperately shaking her body.

The wooden bench legs rubbed against the ground, making a teeth-grinding sound that was particularly clear in the quiet campus.

However, Wang Yuexin remained unmoved.

He placed his hand on the little boy's shoulder, a creepy smile spreading across his face as he murmured under his breath.

In front of the monitor, Liu Chang's brows slowly furrowed, and finally he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Cut! Stop!"

Old Liu, holding the walkie-talkie, spoke up:

"Yue Xin, there's something wrong with your emotional expression. You're not playing a psychopathic killer, not a bloodthirsty thug..."

Although Xie Zhiqi is a perverted demon, he never kills indiscriminately.

Otherwise, he would have been arrested by the police long ago.

He preferred turning living creatures into specimens to killing them; in his eyes, they were all works of art.

Therefore, in order not to damage these works of art, he chose to kill people with poison needles.

This way, no scars will be left.

Furthermore, he killed Cai Wenrou entirely because she wanted to ruin Chen Yunru's perfect image.

In this twisted mind, Chen Yunru belongs to him and cannot be desecrated by others.

He was waiting for Chen Yunru to reach her most perfect state so that he could make her into a specimen and preserve her forever.

At this moment, Xie Zhiqi felt anger, a pursuit of art, and the influence of his childhood self.

Wang Yuexin just gave the impression that he was about to chop Cai Wenrou into eight pieces with an axe at any moment.

It was bloody, brutal, and not elegant at all.

Wang Yuexin scratched his head, his tone apologetic.

"Sorry, director, I'll try again!"

This scene was indeed quite challenging for him.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this was the most difficult scene for him to act in the entire series.

Wang Yuexin tried several more times, but Liu Chang sighed, as he still couldn't achieve the effect he wanted.

Han Luo thought for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the two of them.

"I'll give it a try. If the director is satisfied, you can learn from him."

"Okay, okay."

Wang Yuexin paused for a moment, then handed the prop needle to Han Luo.

Han Luo paused for a few seconds, then signaled to Liu Chang that they could begin.

To be precise, Lao Liu still shouted "Action!"

Han Luo quickly got into the zone.

His figure slowly emerged from the darkness, the dim light casting shadows on his face, creating an interplay of light and shadow that obscured his full appearance, revealing only a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Qiao Xin's heart skipped a beat.

Her bright, clear eyes were fixed on that familiar yet unfamiliar face, and a chill ran down her spine.

For a moment, they even forgot to struggle and resist.

Han Luo placed his hand on the little boy's shoulder, slowly squatted down, and murmured softly.

It sounded like a sermon, or perhaps the whispers of a demon.

"You know, a person is only at their most perfect when they are turned into a specimen."

As he spoke, he removed the needle cap and handed the thin injection needle to the little boy.

At the same time, he grasped his hand and slowly extended it toward Qiao Xin's fair neck.

"Come on, don't be afraid, you'll be the one to prepare this specimen today..."

As the needle drew closer, Qiao Xin panicked and began to struggle desperately, shaking the chair violently while making loud whimpering noises.

"Waaaaah..."

She was terrified!

The look Han Luo gave her was as if he really wanted to kill her!

Just then, a loud "waaaaaa" cry suddenly rang in Han Luo's ears.

The little boy who was acting alongside Qiao Xin broke down even earlier than Qiao Xin.

He threw down the needle, covered his eyes, sat down, and burst into tears.

"Waaah... I don't want to... I don't want to... Waaah..."

Han Luo was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and subconsciously reached out to coax him, only to have the little boy slap her away.

"Waaaaah, don't touch me... Waaaaah..."

Han Luo was at a loss for what to do.

Fortunately, there were older female staff members nearby who showed their maternal instincts and coaxed the little boy to rest on the side.

Qiao Xin immediately had someone untie him, patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and then angrily said to Han Luo:

"You know what? You just scared me to death! The look in your eyes made me think you'd really killed someone!"

When I acted in "Legend of Nine Tails Fox" before, it was all about love and romance, not this kind of challenging role.

So she had no idea that Han Luo's acting was so good, he really looked like a complete psychopath!

Han Luo shrugged, then suddenly squatted down, stretched out a hand, and covered Qiao Xin's eyes with it.

Qiao Xin froze for a few seconds, then slapped the pig's trotter away, saying in a fierce but weak voice, "What do you want now?"

She's a little afraid of him now.

Han Luo laughed and said, "If I blindfolded you and put you in complete darkness, wouldn't your acting be more realistic?"

Qiao Xin's eyes widened suddenly.

They seemed not to believe that his 37-degree mouth could utter such cold words.

A small, clenched pink fist quickly landed on Han Luo's shoulder.

"I refuse! You're making me afraid to sleep at night."

"Then you can come to me..."

Han Luo stopped speaking before he could finish. Damn it, this scumbag was at it again. He stood up, scratched his head, and pretended to be nonchalant.

"I'm going to give Yuexin some pointers on the play. You should rest for a bit."

The sudden teasing made Qiao Xin's ears turn red instantly, and a surge of embarrassment and anger welled up in her heart. She softly hummed in response.

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