Si Chuanbo couldn't laugh or cry, feeling sad...

Shi Sui and Xiangyi were extremely hard to bear with a smile.

With Yi Anan's heartless appearance, it is estimated that Si Chuanbai's future... will suffer.

Anan said a lot about Ultraman, only then did he realize that it was wrong, and he said, "Am I talking too much nonsense..."

"No." Xiangyi rounded off him, "I think your passionate feelings are the feelings of the female doctor towards the pastor."

Shi Sui shook his head: "No, I think the pastor is enthusiastic towards female doctors, but just disguised well..."

The two had different understandings of the script and different perspectives, so they started a discussion.

Si Chuan Bai and Anan expressed their opinions, but they really smoothed out a lot.

The next day.

A certain church.

The crew rented the church for a day, and the venue had been cleared by this time.

Shi Sui and Xiangyi set up makeup and hair and came to the set.

The introduction said: "The last scene, I will not talk about the drama, because I think it will restrain you. You are free to play, just act according to your own expression of the script."

The words settled, and there was an uproar everywhere.

It is said that such a director who has a high degree of control over the script, let the two of them act by themselves? !

To be honest, it is difficult to write propositions, but sometimes it is even more difficult to write essays without a topic!

The same is true for acting.

A directed speech drama is equivalent to giving a direction. On the contrary, it depends on the actor's own understanding and strength.

Both Shi Sui and Xiangyi expressed no objection.

"Then it will begin..." The guide took a deep breath, and the entire crew became nervous.

The light of the morning dazzled the stained glass windows of the church with a layer of deep and shallow gold.

The children with well-behaved faces were singing hymns to the light, and the childish voices came like angels.

In the church, there are pure white roses everywhere, large tracts, with the purest imagery, symbolizing the most sacred place, and blooming a flower of sin.

The female doctor walked in.

She listened quietly to the children's singing.

I don't know when, there is a young figure beside me.

The priest's tousled black hair was **** with a rubber band and pulled to the back, revealing a clean and full forehead.

That face was handsome and innocent, with a gentle and gentle temperament.

However... he is the biggest villain in the play.

"Are you here to say goodbye to me?" he asked softly.

Under the background of the sound of nature, the female doctor replied: "I have come to end all this."

The pastor was silent for a moment and said: "Some things, after they start, there is no way to stop."

"Then you...will you stop for me?" When the voice was over, the female doctor laughed at herself, "Sorry, I said something strange again."

The priest's eyes were dark, he unconsciously squeezed the white rose in his hand, pierced the fingertips, and the red blood dripped and stained the petals.

The sound of police sirens came from far and near.

The priest's expression remained the same.

The female doctor said: "I called the police."

The priest's voice can almost be called gentle: "Well, I know."

"Then... here it is."

The female doctor got up, and the priest followed her back, with obsession, piety, and madness in his eyes...

Also affectionate.

The female doctor looked at the camera, tucked her hair lightly, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

A meaningful smile.

All the staff on the scene got goosebumps instantly!

Even the introduction, forgot to call the card!

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