villain king

Chapter 303 He can change whatever he wants!

Chapter 303 He can change whatever he wants!

"Oh?"

Ji Yun put down his handkerchief and slowly raised his head.

Jiang Wen looked at Ji Yun's posture on the monitor, and put his arms around his arms.

Secretly: Here we come!

"No. [-], [-], and [-] all take pictures of Ji Yun for me!"

Ji Yun opened his mouth, licking his lips with his tongue, the tip of his tongue was bright red, as if a poisonous snake was swallowing a letter.

"So much money? How many bowls of noodles have you eaten?"

Zhang Mo was in a daze. He seemed to be able to breathe when he saw Ji Yun reading his lines?

As soon as this idea came up, he was immediately dismissed.

I was definitely hallucinating.

"Didn't you say it earlier?"

Just now, Ji Yun covered his face with a handkerchief and leaned back. From Zhang Mo's point of view, his momentum seemed to be half weak.

But in the eyes of onlookers, it looked like a bottomless lake, and Zhang Mo's heavy fist was thrown out.

"You keep saying that you want to give Goose City fairness, and what he wants is fairness!"

As the sound gradually became stronger, it was like waves at this moment.

Wrapped with the tide, one is higher than the other.

"Aren't you bullying honest people?!"

The rhythm was tightly pinched together, without giving Zhang Mo a chance to interrupt.

The lines that were pulled down earlier were also supplemented at this point in time, and the emotions accumulated step by step, and they had already reached their peak at this time.

He was defeated by an army.

Looking at Ji Yun, who was directing and dancing, with veins popping out of his head, Zhang Mo's expression showed a hint of helplessness.

Fortunately, the next is my line, and this highest wave I can be regarded as the past.

The perfect combination of helplessness and panic at this time became helplessness. For the first time, he took the initiative to avoid sight, and he drew his gun against the jelly seller's head.

"Tell me, are you honest?"

His voice trembled a little, and Ji Yun's crazy appearance was still echoing in his mind.

"I'm."

"Then tell the truth, how many bowls of noodles have I eaten! Tell him, do you want to tell me or not!"

The prop gun in his hand seemed to be an outlet for his emotions, and he pressed against the opponent's forehead again, trying not to make contact with Ji Yun's gaze.

Faintly, Ji Yun's voice still drifted to his ears.

"Take a gun to frighten the poor jelly jelly seller, right? Who doesn't have a gun?" Ji Yun rubbed the body of the gun and pointed the gun at him.

On the contrary, Ji Yun's words gave Zhang Moru an amnesty.

Although this paragraph is full of emotions, compared with the impact just now, the momentum has weakened.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this party should be over.

"Sun Shouyi, say it loudly, he ate a few bowls."

The jelly seller's face showed a struggle and cowardice, he looked around secretly, opened his mouth, and didn't say a word.

"Shouyi, all the folks who are working will be the masters for you and your family."

Ji Yun stared, "Speak loudly, a few bowls!"

Sun Shouyi trembled uncontrollably for a second, and immediately cried, "Two bowls!"

Boss, don't hurt me by making such a show.

Zhang Mo put away the gun feebly, but was secretly happy in his heart.

Although he was a little embarrassed just now, he was not so suppressed that he couldn't hold his head up.

The previous punch hit the opponent's face firmly, causing his hand to sting a little, which was regarded as a bad breath.

There was one more line, only the last one, and Jiang Wen was able to call out.

"You are a villain."

"the wicked?"

Before the lines were finished, a voice interrupted him.

Zhang Mo looked at Ji Yun, who was passing him, raising his eyebrows in astonishment, his heart skipped a beat.

director!He changed words randomly!

"I'm not as bad as you." Ji Yun stood up on the chair, focusing all eyes on himself. "The county magistrate's son used his connections to exploit a poor jelly seller."

Another step closer.

Zhang Mo really wanted to stop his backing pace, but he was afraid that the other party would fall on him.

He clearly saw the blood flowing from Ji Yun's mouth.

"Is there any reason?"

The voice of questioning gradually became louder, and Ji Yun took a big step and approached Zhang Mo directly.

"Is there still fairness?"

Simulating the sounds of cows, sheep, lions, and tigers has already made Ji Yun's voice texture more vigorous, and imitating trains, steamboats, and thunder at an advanced stage makes his voice resonate with the dantian.

At this time, his whole body was trembling, as if every pore in his body was making sound, so shocking that Zhang Mo's ears were almost deaf.

"Pfft!"

Taking another step, Zhang Mo sat on the ground weakly.

I lost, and I lost completely.

He didn't expect Ji Yun to burst out with unprecedented energy after a round of explosion just now.

If the gap is visible, he still has resentment and jealousy in his heart, but if the gap is too big, he can only look up.

Right now he is looking up.

"Pooh."

Spit mixed with blood spit to Zhang Mo's side, "You are the villain."

"Okay! Stuck on the horse!"

The audience cheered, Ji Yunzhen contributed a very impactful audio-visual feast.

"With ice cubes in your mouth, stop the bleeding quickly."

Jiang Wen ignored Zhang Mo on the ground, rushed straight to Ji Yun's side, and repeatedly patted Ji Yun's chest.

"That's right! This is the show I want! Enough! It's so fucking good!"

"The boss is awesome!"

Qiao Shan has not seen Ji Yun so serious for a long time.

Showing domineering again, he still has the same demeanor, which makes his blood boil all over.

Ji Yun smiled slightly, the harvest in his heart had washed away the revenge just now.

The emotional outbursts he has used with great proficiency.

Fuck it, the harvest is bullshit, watching him slump to the ground is so cool to me.

Zhang Mo stood up silently, looking at the posture of the stars and the moon in front of him.

Ji Yun stood in the center of the circle. The staff stuffed the gauze into his mouth, and the director couldn't stop praising him.

"Director, he just changed his lines."

Some inappropriate words were revealed, and he knew that it would be shocking to say these words now, but he really couldn't help it.

Changing the lines should be a big taboo for the crew, let alone Jiang Wen, who has a strong control over the script. Even if Zhou Runfa is such a big name, Jiang Wen didn't make the slightest concession on the lines.

Jiang Wen frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I know, I can hear it."

"Then do you want to make another version?"

With a sigh of relief, Zhang Mo finally revealed his heart.

The segment just now was no longer a performance. From the moment he entered a state of anger, he had already lost his rhythm.

From being aggressive at the beginning to being at a loss later, it was a completely subconscious reaction.

If he can make another version, he will definitely find his way back.

Jiang Wen glanced at him, "Do you know that he is the screenwriter of the crew?"

"what?"

Zhang Mo broke out in a cold sweat for a moment, no one told him about this, he thought that Mr. Ji Yun followed Jiang Wen in a sneaky way to hug his thigh.

"He can change whatever he wants, and it's the same in the play. What's more, he's done pretty well." Jiang Wen's voice sank again, "Is there any problem?"

Seeing that Jiang Wen's expression was down, Zhang Mo swallowed.

The sense of oppression he gives himself now is the same as that of Ji Yun just now.

"No, no more."

(End of this chapter)