With a bang, Ginny pushed open the wooden door of the utility room.
Leon Yang's rock music and several figures in the bar warehouse immediately poured in.
Lei Yue walked into the room and looked around. He saw that there were all kinds of crew items everywhere, piles of props, and rows of hangers filled with various costumes.
He took a few more glances at a corner inside. There were also piles of things there, but they were covered with a piece of black canvas. There were many protruding edges and corners, and he didn't know what they were.
"Xiao Yue, come here!"
Before he could look any further, Ginny pulled him in front of a floor-length dressing mirror.
She pulled over several long clothes racks next to them, all of which were men's clothes in rock, punk, and street styles.
Lei Yue's heart was beating loudly as he allowed Ginny to take pieces of clothing and play with them on his body.
I am an actor, and now I am styling my characters.
So no matter what clothes Ginny brought over and asked him to wear them, he would try them on.
After the clothes were initially decided, Ginny pulled him to the dressing table, styling his hair, applying makeup, and doing all kinds of detailed treatments on his face.
"Haha." Ginny moved quickly, smiling while trimming him, as if she had entered a crazy drunken state.
She could see that this look would be the work of all her talents.
"My friend, Ginny is really professional in selecting models..."
Lei Yue looked at himself in the mirror, changing little by little and becoming more handsome.
His mood was also becoming brighter, and he couldn't help but say to the crow's heart on his shoulder, "If she couldn't see you, I would ask her to comb you too."
"Not bad, not bad." Sister Hua has been standing nearby supervising the work, thinking about various considerations, and saying to herself again and again: "It has to be done."
Not long after, Ginny put the final touches on Lei Yue's eyebrows, and stopped breathing, "Okay, okay..."
"Is it done?" Lackey looked at it and exclaimed:
"Wow, Lei Zi, yes! I can imagine how many female fans will cry and beg you to look at them when you become famous, and male fans may also do the same."
"Uh-huh..." Lei Yue didn't know what to say. He felt a little strange about himself in the mirror, and he felt excited and excited.
Mohawk stood in the distance with his hands folded across his chest, but he was also looking around.
"Well..." Sister Hua, as an agent, kept sizing her up, "That's right. This is not just a walk-on. This is the kind of personality I'm talking about."
At this time, Lei Yue was wearing a leather jacket that was mainly black with some red decorations, black distressed ripped jeans, and a pair of black Martin boots.
This suit of clothing fully brings out his tall figure, the well-proportioned lines of the well-trained actor's figure, his youth and cool handsomeness.
The medium-short black hair hangs down in a messy manner. The right side of his face is very handsome. The left side of his face is not deliberately covered, revealing the pitted and twisted purple-red flesh. The whole face has a dangerous and mysterious feeling.
The way he dresses, he looks like a street bad boy.
But his face, which is both good and bad, has a somewhat melancholy temperament and deep eyes, which make everything more layered, complex and charming.
There are many stories, many words, hidden behind, looming.
"Wait, I feel like it's a little bit worse..." Ginny was still thinking about it, thinking hard, but she just couldn't think of it.
"This style is still quite common, especially on the streets of Spread City, and it still lacks a little personal mark...
"We need a little logo, a little soul..."
As she talked, Ginny understood the problem, but she still needed the finishing touch.
But, she couldn't figure out how to do it.
"Is it a problem with the hair style?" Lucky came up with another idea, "Isn't it exciting enough? Why don't you give Lei Zi a short Mohawk haircut?"
At this time, Ayasha also came in from outside the room and walked towards the people at the dressing mirror.
She looked Lei Yue up and down, and after listening to their words, she thought of something, put on a frightened face, and said:
""The Night of the Hunter" is just short of that."
"What?" Ginny asked.
Others didn't quite understand, but Lei Yue's heart skipped a beat and he looked at her, "Finger!"
Ayasha nodded with a weird grimace, walked aside, and rummaged for something from the cabinet next to the dressing table.
"Don't play riddles with us, please explain clearly!" Sister Hua didn't have much patience.
""The Night of the Hunter" is a movie, a very old black and white movie, a CULT movie."
Lei Yue had no choice but to explain that this film was so old that even knowledgeable people like Sister Hua and Lackey had no impression of it.
"It's the story of two children running away from their terrifying stepfather, who is constantly hunting them. The stepfather is a frightening villain, but he is not a simple violent maniac, but a complex and charming man."
Soon, Ayasha came back with some tattoo stickers, which were all English letters.
Under the curious eyes of everyone, she took stickers and put them on Lei Yue's hands. Except for the thumbs, each finger had a letter.
Sister Hua and Ginny's eyes were changing from curiosity to surprise.
Left hand:【HATE】
Right hand:【LOVE】
"That's right, this is it! This is it!" Ginny couldn't help shouting, "Hate on the left, love on the right, the faces of good and bad coincide exactly!"
"Haha, you have to do it." Sister Hua also laughed out loud this time, as if she saw the sky full of Dabuli flying, and said to Lei Yue quickly:
"From now on, when you hit someone, use your left hand, and when you save someone, use your right hand. This is your characteristic, your personality!"
Lackey also shouted wildly, "Be careful, women of the main realm, your hunters are coming!"
Over there at the door, Mo Xigan is looking at his head. Is he really that handsome?
Ayasha finished applying the tattoo stickers and stood aside, "Put it on first, and then you can actually put it on."
Bang bang, bang bang.
Lei Yue's heartbeat was still accelerating, it was already in an overspeed state, and his heart was about to beat out of his chest.
The self in the mirror was completely different. He was dressed in black, black pants, and black shoes. There was a huge black crow standing on his left shoulder. Not far behind him, the bloody weird man also appeared and stood there.
over there.
He could see that his body was still rotting everywhere, and blood was bleeding from his neck.
But he also felt a mood that was truly different from before.
It seems that my whole person has suddenly become different...
He likes himself like this.
"These fingers..."
Suddenly, Lei Yue impromptuly acted out the protagonist in "The Night of the Hunter" towards the people around him.
He knitted the ten fingers of his hands together, his face became dark, and his voice was hoarse and a little weird:
"These fingers are always fighting, pulling each other, and fighting against each other...
"Now, kids, kids, look at these fingers!"
Those fingers were intertwined in confusion, twisted into various shapes, and trembled slightly.
But his right hand was gradually suppressed. Lei Yue suddenly raised his left hand and opened the five fingers with HATE, "Oh no, it's hate, it's hate... You and I are in trouble."
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but change when they saw the sudden performance of this young man in black clothes and a bad face.
"Wow." Ginny trembled all over, feeling completely terrified.
Even though Lei Yue was just a blank card, his eyes, tone and gesture made her feel a strange and terrifying feeling coming over her, and her body seemed to be restrained.
Lackey quickly used the DV player to take this precious video, "I'm getting rich!"
"Have you seen it?" Sister Hua expressed her approval of Lackey this time with laughter, "There are so many!"
"It's pretty good." Ayasha's eyes flashed, "It scares children more than Lao Mo."
Lei Yue himself smiled, pulled away from the performance, looked at them, and said what he thought: "By the way, I want to add a pistol to this look... I'll buy a prop gun myself."
He said, glancing at the black belt bag placed on the dressing table.
"Hey! This kid has already started to hit the road." Lackey whistled.
"Prop gun? You have to learn to use a real gun." Mohawk said, "And this is a necessary training course."
At that moment, Mohawk walked with heavy steps to the corner inside and suddenly opened the black canvas.
Lei Yue was stunned immediately. He completely lost his bluffing attitude just now. He saw that the corner was filled with firearms of various sizes and several boxes of ammunition, including pistols, rifles, sniper rifles...
There are also several steel muzzles of Gatling machine guns, all exposed in such a dazzling way.
This group of people... just like Sister Hua said, just call the police and they will all be arrested.
However, he showed a strange smile to the people who were looking at An Jing. Friends will walk together for life, even if they go to jail!
"I want to use a pistol," he said. "I like pistols."