Reborn superstar is too frivolous

Chapter 405 Trailer of "The Long Night"

"Actually, we still have to vote so much. Who shall we vote for? We can't just not vote like the first game, right? That's equivalent to surrender." Lin Qingqing said.

"Of course not." Qin Yiran said, "If you vote without any clues, it really depends on luck."

"Then if the vote is wrong..." Yun Rouqian frowned, with worry in her brows.

"There's nothing we can do about it. We can't just be wasted like this. The show has to continue." Lu Qin understood it.

Leng Qianche remained expressionless and silent.

This made Lu Qin suddenly think of what Yan Yu said before he left. He looked at Leng Qianche and said, "Qianche, aren't you usually very active? Why didn't you say a word today?"

Leng Qianche: "I said, and, I'm usually not active."

Lu Qin: "..." Very well, this little guy is not a werewolf who is so arrogant to the prophet.

Speaking of voting, in fact, no one had any clues, that is, guessing wildly. After the voting results came out, one person was actually voted dead.

After Lin Qingqing heard Tang Wenguang's announcement that she had been voted dead, she was really dumbfounded without any affectation.

"No... I'm really not a werewolf..." Lin Qingqing could only say that it was her own bad luck, that she was so unlucky.

Then without leaving a last word, he walked to the lounge automatically, of course, without hugging the chair.

This made Yan Yu in the lounge turn pale again when he saw it.

"Please close your eyes when it's dark."

The lights on the stage dimmed at the right time, and the dim lights were printed on everyone's faces.

"Wolfman, please open your eyes."

Leng Qianche at the end opened his eyes, and those purple eyes became dim against the dim light.

She looked at the other person who opened her eyes——

Yun Rouqian still smiled softly at her.

"Werewolf, please kill."

Almost at the same time, both of their hands pointed to Lu Qin.

Seeing how impatient they were, Tang Wenguang almost laughed out loud, but he still dutifully said, "Werewolf, please close your eyes."

"Prophet please open your eyes."

Lu Qin opened his eyes with a look of ignorance, and Tang Wenguang wanted to laugh even more.

"The prophet please test the person."

Lu Qin hesitated for a moment, and pointed at Yun Rouqian.

Tang Wenguang made a thumbs down gesture, which meant that Yun Rouqian was a werewolf.

Lu Qin opened his mouth wide and looked disbelieving, and the director was even more cheerful when he saw it, thinking that it was a good gimmick to set up a popular niche.

"Prophet, please close your eyes."

No matter how depressed and unbelievable, Lu Qin still closed his eyes unwillingly.

"Its daybreak."

"game over."

Lu Qin didn't expect the game to be over as soon as he opened his eyes.

He looked at Qin Yiran over there, and found that Qin Yiran was also surprised, as if he hadn't expected it at all.

In the lounge over there, Yan Yu and a few people came out, and Yan Yu said as he walked: "I just said, he is a werewolf, why don't you believe it."

Although he said so, his face of gloating was not convincing at all.

After that, everyone just teased each other a few words, but Leng Qianche didn't participate in it at all.

After the werewolf killing is over, just play a few more small games, and finally sing and dance to run out of time.

Because of Leng Qianche's uninterested expression, she was not allowed to participate in the next few small games.

Soon, the time passed.

In the end, the three hosts began to advertise for Yan Yu's crew dutifully.

"By the way, Director Yan brought the trailer that he just made today, right?" Lin Qingqing asked with a smile.

"Yeah. Just finished it last night." Yan Yu nodded.

"Then let's stop talking and watch the big screen!" Tang Wenguang said.

Now Leng Qianche, who was indifferent and uninterested in the audience, finally became interested.

Speaking of which, she has never seen the trailer. What is the difference between Yan Yu's works 20 years ago and those 20 years later?

The lights dimmed, and the big screen behind the stage lit up.

At the beginning, there is a narrow dark room, a small figure curled up on the ground, and a conversation from outside.

"I heard that the princes came here and beat Yin Changye again today. Oh, I'm afraid I won't survive."

"Not necessarily, how many times has Yin Changye been beaten since he was a child? Isn't he still alive and well, I see, it's the same this time."

"Do you think the emperor really doesn't remember him?"

"I definitely don't remember it. If I remember him, it will be really miserable. Remember to let other princes bully him? How much I hate him."

"Oh, it's really miserable..."

The voices of the two gradually blurred, and the camera gradually got close to the figure curled up on the ground, and then, a pair of extremely terrifying eyes appeared in front of everyone.

"Ah—" There was an exclamation from the audience, obviously many people were frightened.

Even the three hosts on the stage almost exclaimed.

The look in those eyes is too scary, obscure, dark, without a ray of light, as if all the darkness in the world is gathered here, and there are bloodshots around, that kind of beast-like feeling really makes people look at Hairy.

But I still want to keep watching.

Because those eyes are indeed beautiful enough, ignoring the look in the eyes, the black agate-like texture makes people want to marvel.

As soon as the screen on the big screen turned, there was a sea of ​​flames. Large areas of flames burned small houses, and black figures, one large and one small, stood in front of them.

The camera showed a close-up of the little figure's hand. That hand, as if it could no longer be called a hand, had so many bruises and frostbite that it almost covered the whole hand. It was stained with blood, and a drop of bright red blood slipped from his fingertips to the ground. , and then another drop... Gradually blurring the entire screen.

After the blood on the screen dried up, the screen switched to another place.

A living hell.

Lots of blood, lots of dead people, and... lots of monks in white.

This time, everyone finally saw the face of the little figure clearly, and they couldn't take their eyes off this time.

A few drops of blood splattered on her face as delicate as jade, and her eyes were dark, looking at the dying person who still said "run away" to him.

He was taken back by these white monks.

Pieces of peach petals are falling, and the girl under the peach tree has a pure smile.

The next step is a close-up of the plants. The plants are green and yellow to covered with hoarfrost. Everyone can see that this means the passage of time.

Then the screen changed again, and the boy with a frosty face appeared, and the familiar costume made people know that this was the little figure.

After that, the screen turned around in various ways, and the lines of various plots and tones seemed to be cut in, which made people dazzled.

But their hearts were not disturbed, everyone gradually clarified the plot, and thus had greater expectations for the plot.

No need for others to say anything, just by looking at their expressions, Yan Yu knew that with just one trailer, this TV series would definitely become popular.

And Leng Qianche also lightly raised the corners of her lips, Yan Yu is now a little mature, and the proficiency in this shooting scene is even more perfect, although some places are still very routine, but at least he has his own independent color, which is already very good Not bad.

(End of this chapter)