After the movie, she went too deep into the play

Chapter 12 Fu Ya
Zhao Lei deliberately coughed twice to call back everyone's attention.

Everyone was a little embarrassed, and quickly resumed the work at hand, but their eyes drifted uncontrollably to Du Ruo from time to time.

She was sitting on a chair, with her legs crossed gracefully, and she had an unobstructed view of the white scenery.

The slender fingers flipped through the script page by page, making the sound of brushing the pages, as if reading some famous work...

Even Liu Kexin, a woman, lamented that if this was in ancient times, Du Ruo must have been a confidante who brought trouble to the court.

Xiao Yi hurried over from another dressing room, saw the beautiful figure at a glance, couldn't help slowing down, and approached quietly, as if afraid of disturbing her.

"Remember how you feel right now."

Standing behind Xiao Yi, Zhao Lei suddenly made a sound.

Xiao Yi was startled and turned his head, dumbfounded.

After working with Xiao Yi for so long, Zhao Lei is very aware of his weakness.

Although he is an actor, Xiao Yi is an out-and-out expressionist. Unlike the experiential one, he can't act in an emotional scene that empathizes with him.

And just now Xiao Yi's amazement towards Du Ruo was just like Song Ming seeing Fu Ya again.

Fearing that Xiao Yi's state would disappear, Zhao Lei immediately called "start shooting".

After hitting the slate, everyone followed "Song Ming" to the eccentric Paramount...

Song Ming took off his hat and coat, handed them to the waiter, and fixed his eyes on a man in the ballroom who was toasting and chatting with others.

He rubbed his hands nervously, put on a decent smile, and approached the man quietly.

Suddenly, the noise from the ballroom stopped, Song Ming paused, followed everyone's gaze to the upper steps of the stairs in a daze.

The woman was wearing a wine-red cheongsam, stroking the armrest with one hand, and holding a sable waistcoat with the other, swaying gracefully.

She stood on a high place, looking down at everyone, as delicate and charming as a red rose, but with thorns all over her body, so cold and arrogant that people couldn't pick them off.

Walking down step by step, everything was so quiet that only the sound of her high heels remained...

The beautiful woman smiled cleverly at Qianxi, causing the noise to recur.

"As expected of Paramount's top brand, who wouldn't covet such beauty?"

Song Ming looked at Fu Ya who was surrounded by a group of men, unfamiliar but with a hint of familiarity.

He seemed to be under a spell, so he couldn't help slowing down and approaching quietly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

The woman suddenly looked at him, and the two men's eyes met. They couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, but soon smiled, as if nothing had happened, and turned their heads to continue joking with others.

A man passed by him, one step ahead of Song Ming, and came to Fu Ya.

Song Ming suddenly came to his senses, he had a mission to go on this trip, and he had to kill that man without anyone noticing.

It happened that the waiter brought the red wine, and he took advantage of the distance to pass the red wine to everyone with a smile, and secretly took a glass of it and poisoned it.

Song Ming sweated secretly for his behavior, but he didn't notice that Fu Ya's eyes were gloomy.

The man was chatting and laughing with Fu Ya, she coaxed down a glass of wine, and another glass.

Song Ming should have left right away, but hid in the corner, watching every move in the center of the ballroom.

After drinking for three rounds, the man's hand holding the wine glass suddenly loosened, and with a "pop", the wine glass fell to the ground, and the red wine splashed all over his body.

The man seemed to realize something, scolded a "cousin", took out a pistol from the back of his waist, pointed it at Fu Ya and pulled the trigger.

Even though it was far away, Song Ming clearly saw her smiling.

There is no trace of coquettishness, but it is as bright as the scorching sun in July.

With the sound of "Peng", the sound of gunshots caused everyone to flee in all directions. Song Ming took the opportunity to escape, but the moment he left, he looked back at Vanity Fair in a strange way, turned around and left with his head down...

"Crack!"

Everyone calmed down and gave them warm applause.

The person who played the role of the spy got up from the ground with blood on his body, and bowed his head to everyone in embarrassment.

But Du Ruo, who was also lying on the side, didn't move at all.

Realizing that something was wrong, Xiao Yi and Zhao Lei hurried forward to check the situation.

I saw Du Ruo lying there quietly, with a smile still on his face, and his eyes were empty.

Zhao Lei suddenly understood what was happening, sighed secretly "No", rushed forward, shook Du Ruo's body vigorously, and kept talking to her, "Du Ruo! Wake up! Wake up! You are not Fu Ya! You are Du Ruo! You are not dead."

(End of this chapter)