Outside the door, a middle-aged man wearing black short-sleeves and beach pants was walking towards this side carrying a large speaker. When he saw Song Qiao, his eyes were fixed.
After looking at it twice, his expression suddenly became excited. He stretched out his hand and pulled Song Qiao to the front of the set, "Come on, come on, try this scene."
He took out the script from his pocket and handed it to Song Qiao.
Song Qiao briefly scanned the scene and found out that this scene is the first time Yueling, the courtesan, takes off her veil and approaches the nearly fifty-year-old general of the enemy country. It is also an important turning point for her extremely complex psychological activities and her own breakthrough.
"Is there a problem?" the man asked.
"No." Song Qiao already recognized who the person in front of him was.
He is the director of this movie, Liang Dashan. Despite his ordinary name, almost all of the movies he directed have become dark horses at the box office and even participated in foreign Golden Rooster Awards.
Many well-known movie queens in the industry also came out of his hands.
In other words, as long as Song Qiao can seize this opportunity, she is likely to make a comeback.
Liang Dashan stepped back, looked around, grabbed an actor standing next to him, and asked him to go over and play for Song Qiao. Today, he had to test the depth of this female lead.
When Gu's side forced people to come over, Liang Dashan strongly opposed it. He couldn't accept that his carefully polished script was ruined by an artist full of stains.
To this end, he made many opposition moves.
But after only half a day of quarrel, Liang Dashan gave in. For no other reason than... Gu Shi gave him too much!
They directly asked to double their investment, and if they needed help, they could ask for it. With this guarantee, many of Liang Dashan's ideas that he had given up because of funding could be boldly implemented.
As for the heroine? That’s no problem.
Not to mention someone who has acted, she is just a pig, and Liang Dashan is sure to turn her into a peerless beauty.
While thinking about it, as soon as the lights dimmed, Song Qiao's eyes, which had been blank just now, suddenly changed. She was sitting leaning at the table, her eyebrows were half drooped, but occasionally she raised her eyes, with a smile and an angry look in her eyes.
Like a hook.
It touches people's hearts all the time.
Looking at the beauty under the lamp adds to the taste. How could the enemy general withstand such beautiful scenery? He immediately smiled and opened his hands, "Beauty, the night is short, come on."
Yue Ling turned away, chuckled, avoided his hand, and picked up the drink on the table, "General, don't worry, it's rare that we have a chance, so why don't we have a drink and talk first?"
After she finished speaking, she looked at the enemy general, raised her head and raised her hands.
The amber-like wine fell from a high altitude and poured into the beauty's mouth. A few drops occasionally spilled out and rolled down the corners of her mouth, passing through her neck and sinking into her collar.
The enemy general's eyes were straightened, and it became difficult to think normally. He sat down in a chair, patted his thighs, and said, "Okay, drink, but I have a request."
"I want you, Yue Ling, to sit in my arms and drink."
After he finished speaking, his eyes revealed a strong aggressiveness, as if as long as the beauty in front of him dared not agree, he would no longer be willing to compromise.
Yue Ling grew up in Fengyue Field, and what she is best at is observing words and emotions.
She knew she couldn't drag it out any longer, so she simply chuckled. Shi Shiran sat in the general's arms. The unfamiliar breath was mixed with the smell of sweat that disgusted her, making her fingertips holding the wine glass turn slightly white.
Yue Ling didn't show anything strange on her face. She filled the wine glass with a smile and handed it to the general's mouth. "In this case, the general must drink three glasses first."
"Okay, don't say three cups, I'll drink all three pots."
The general grabbed the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. In order to save time, he directly picked up the wine bottle and drank it clean in three or two sips. Then he picked up the beauty in his arms and walked directly to the bed.
Yue Ling's expression changed. Even if she was mentally prepared, she would inevitably resist.
After the muffled "thunk" sound, Yue Ling was thrown onto the bed. She ignored her aching shoulder and hurriedly stretched out her foot to step on the general's shoulder. "Isn't the general too impatient?"
She delayed and avoided several times, and even the stupidest person would be able to spot something strange.
The enemy general looked at Yue Ling with a gloomy expression, and his murderous intent began to rise. He pinched Yue Ling's ankle with his backhand and sneered, "What's the matter, you want to hang me?"
"I spent so much damn money just to sleep with you. You have to do it today, and you have to do it even if you don't."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled the person in front of him, ready to use force.
Yue Ling's expression changed, and in a panic, she pulled out the hairpin and put it on her neck, saying angrily, "General, if you want to attack Yue Ling's body, then go ahead."
"Are you threatening me?" the enemy general was furious.
Yue Ling's hand holding the hairpin shook uncontrollably, but she still pressed it in. The hairpin pierced the skin and oozed blood, hanging on her fair skin, even more like red plums in the snow.
Amazingly beautiful.
She gritted her teeth and said, "General, although Yue Ling has been in Fengyue Field for many years, she has always only been a performer. Now she is willing to put up her name just to find someone to rely on."
"I thought the general was mature and stable, and I wanted to know more about him, but I didn't expect that you were just coveting my body. In this case, it goes against my original intention. Please forgive Yue Ling for not being able to serve you."
The enemy general listened and his expression changed slightly, "You said, you want to find someone to rely on? Is this true?"
Yue Ling's fame has spread all over the world. Everyone knows that there is an oiran in Wanhua House who is a performer but not her body. It's hard to get a chance to meet her even if you have money to pay for her.
The dignitaries were even more proud to hear one of her songs. Under such circumstances, she suddenly put up a sign to find a benefactor, which attracted countless prodigal sons from well-known families to spend huge sums of money.
And he finally took the photo of the beauty after throwing out 100,000 taels of gold tonight.
He spent so much money, if he didn't get back the money by sleeping twice more quickly, wouldn't he lose a lot of money?
Yue Ling looked coldly and sat on the corner of the bed, "Of course, there are many people willing to pay tonight. As long as I am willing, I believe there will always be someone who can offer a higher price than the general. I must have this in your mind
Countless."
The enemy general recalled the scene in the lobby just now. It was indeed because the auction was stopped that he got the beauty at the highest price.
It seems that what Yue Ling said is true?
While he was thinking, Yue Ling spoke again, "Now it seems that I don't know the person well, but since the general has already made a price, I naturally have to agree."
As she spoke, she put away the hairpin in her hand, closed her eyes and lay down on the bed, looking like she was letting anyone do whatever she wanted.
"General, please cherish your time. After all... one hundred thousand taels of gold is indeed not cheap," she said.
At this time, the enemy general felt both annoyed and secretly happy. He apologized repeatedly, "Who said that? I was just too excited just now and couldn't control myself. Get up quickly and let's chat first."
