I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 14 014. Scales of Charming Snake

Even if Yu Zhen comes, there is nothing wrong with Xu Xin's hangover state.

There's no way, it's too true.

His left foot is straight, while his right foot is swinging wildly between spinning and walking straight unconsciously, making it impossible to guess where he will take his next step.

The body is also swaying, as if the whole world is spinning.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Just when he was about to take the fourth step, he suddenly seemed to lose his balance and hit the wall.

My feet were a little weak.

But human instinct made him make a move of rubbing against the wall to stabilize his body.

He stood up holding on to the wall and shook his dull eyes.

Under the colorful lights, his unwashed hair, which was tilted while sleeping, was particularly eye-catching. It gave him an "ordinary" look in front of the camera that was different from the luxury around him, which was very eye-catching.

But what is more eye-catching is the erratic look in his eyes.

This person...

Too drunk.

When several students from the acting department passed him by according to his request, the two people dressed as a couple deliberately moved a step to the right in the camera to avoid him.

Perhaps it was a little strange how these two people avoided him.

Xu Xin turned his head again, looked back at the two people, and suddenly stopped when he turned his head.

This was actually not in the script, it was improvised.

In the script, he just keeps moving forward.

But who made him the director?

If you have a better idea, why not use it?

So, after stopping, the drunk man in the camera seemed to feel that it was not good for him to do this, so he wiped his face forcefully.

Just the right amount for his face, and after wiping it, his shoulders just left the wall.

It gave people the feeling that... he seemed to be a little more awake.

Then, although his steps were still staggering, he walked to the bathroom steadily.

"OK."

After stepping on the steps to the bathroom and losing sight of the camera seat, Xu Xin shouted. Then the whole person returned to normal and walked straight to Lin Chaochao.

"How's it going?"

He ignored the strange and surprised looks from others and looked at the monitor and asked.

"Well……"

Lin Chaochao suppressed the surprise in his heart and helped him turn the camera upside down.

Xu Xin squinted and began to observe himself in the camera.

From the first walk, to hitting the wall, to wiping the face...

"OK, pass, next game."

He is the director, he said, he can get through it.

In less than a minute of play, the first act is over.

Everything is stable.

After hearing this, Fang Xiu and Zhang Mingyuan had no idea of ​​resting and asked directly:

"second round?"

"Well, let's go."

Ignoring Lin Chaochao and Yang Mi, whose eyes were still surprised, he entered the working state and couldn't care less about other people's expressions and walked directly into the bathroom.

As a result, Xu Xin failed to grasp the angle at the beginning of the second act...

"Nonsence……"

"Ka!! If I do this again, I'll be pissed off..."

"..."

…

He held the bathroom partition with one hand and made a gesture known to men with the other hand.

But on the face in the picture, one eye is open, but the other one is already closed.

It seemed that he was getting drunk to the extreme.

It seemed like there was no limit to the pleasure.

It ended with a burst of water...

"OK!"

Without any hesitation, Xu Xin abandoned the photographer who still had water on his face, left the bathroom and came to the monitor again.

And Yang Mi, who had secretly put on her headphones at some point, was speechless...

He opened his mouth to ask something, but after checking the screen and making sure it was OK, Xu Xin raised his eyes:

"Go get ready."

Be concise and to the point.

Yang Mi was stunned, then nodded immediately, and then...

"..."

"..."

"..."

The man-killing scumbag is temporarily out of the picture.

The queen of the nightclub is here.

"Fuck..."

Fang Xiu, who came out of the bathroom carrying a camera, couldn't help but curse.

Zhang Mingyuan on the side just straightened his eyes...

Black stockings, high heels, short skirt, and... two thin ropes above her waist.

Is she wearing...

Everyone's eyes were attracted to the queen who had taken off her disguise, but for some reason, the queen's eyes immediately looked at Xu Xin.

Are you looking for affirmation or something?

The girl herself doesn't know.

After all, this look was all based on his opinion.

From this hairstyle that she was extremely satisfied with, to... she was a little shy during the day, but when she came here, she had a look that made her stand out from the crowd.

So she didn't know why she looked at Xu Xin.

There wasn't even any idea in my mind, I just followed instinct.

But she was disappointed.

Because, after just telling himself to get ready, the director's eyes had returned to the small monitor that was playing the video backwards.

Didn't notice her at all.

"..."

When he raised his head, the girl had already retracted her gaze.

Shooting continues.

…

"Ding ding dong dong..."

The strong drum beat floated out as the door was not closed tightly, dancing manically.

Attracting the drunk man's full attention.

The camera angle at this time is from bottom to top.

The first thing caught in the shot is the drunk man's slightly open mouth and nostrils.

Everything he saw through the crack in the door seemed to be beyond his cognition. That charming restlessness dominated his drunken rationality, causing him to unconsciously open his mouth wide, and without blinking, he pushed the door open. Went in.

Twisting waist.

Black stockings.

The two black ropes around the waist, whether they are belts or something else, can evoke many associations in the mind just by looking at them...

In that powerful music, not to mention the drunkards, even the three men in suits sitting on the sofa seemed to have attracted all the attention.

Focusing on the dancing woman, I could no longer take my eyes away.

He didn't even notice that the drunk man was sitting at the door.

swing.

Twisting.

Highly splayed legs, and that beautiful figure that's ready to come out...

Everything has become the whole world in the eyes of the drunkard.

His world swayed with the girl's beautiful legs.

Don't call me a drunkard.

Even the two people who were doing the radio and video recording had their eyes straightened.

A wild dance like never before.

A sexy atmosphere that fills the entire room.

The flying waves are like dancing snakes, controlled by the goddess named Medusa.

Facing her, there is no possibility of escape except falling into petrification.

In the first room, Xu Xin gave all the light to the girl standing on the table and dancing her waist.

And he, along with everyone else, fell into petrification.

A dance.

One and a half minutes, it's over.

Yang Mi panted slightly and looked at Xu Xin.

While dancing, she had taken in everyone's expressions.

She didn't dare to say how good she was at dancing.

She is an actress, not a dancer.

Learning to dance and practicing dancing are just to serve the role.

Not even talking about staying in shape.

Because she is afraid that her legs will become thicker.

However, today's appearance seems to make her perform beyond normal.

During that more than a minute of dancing, every time she saw the hot and dull eyes of the men around her, the dominating restlessness in her heart was ready to stir.

It's unclear.

But after the dance, she wanted to see the drunk man's expression immediately.

If possible, she would even like to ask the other party how she danced.

Especially during this whole scene, the other party's eyes fell into a kind of... dullness that didn't seem to be disguised.

So, after the dance, she immediately approached him.

result……

"OK."

When the man's voice suddenly returned to clear eyes, she felt that her eyes were frozen.

Perseus, who ignored Medusa, stood up and left a message:

"Keep your position and wait for me."

Then he turned around and ran out in a hurry.

…

The dance part in the first box is over, and it’s time for facial close-ups and interactive sessions.

"Play the music again, start recording my expression, and then the guys start paying for it, you know...well, are you ticklish about money?"

In the room, Xu Xin sat back down and asked the girl squatting on the table.

Yang Mi was stunned... a little surprised:

"What?"

"I wonder if you are ticklish, especially here."

"..."

Yang Mi blinked and shifted her gaze from Xu Xin's stomach where her hand fell to his face:

"you want……"

"Put the money on these two ropes."

"..."

As an actor, you can't resist physical contact.

Yang Mi is not an actor who has not experienced this. She has played many big and small roles over the years, so she naturally has this professional quality.

But professional quality belongs to professional quality...

She is not ticklish but not ticklish.

Even if these extras look to be in their thirties or forties, it doesn't matter if they touch themselves for a while.

Actors must have the professionalism and dignity of an actor.

Whatever you act, you have to look like... or even "be" something.

She was mentally prepared.

But for some reason... her face gets very hot when she thinks of herself, a schoolmate, hanging the fifty yuan around her waist.

"4-4-4 breathing technique!"

She began to regulate her breathing, and at the same time quickly calmed down her mood in her heart, suppressing the emotions that should not exist at work.

After a few breaths, she opened her eyes and looked at Xu Xin who was waiting for her answer:

"I'm not ticklish, come on."

"Okay. Lao Fang, come here, let me tell you the flight location..."

…

Music is back.

This time, the three men took out the banknotes in their arms.

While the girl was twisting her waist and playing a distant game with them on the table, maintaining a sense of mystery and desire, they all used the temptation of money to finally touch the girl's waist.

A wad of money.

Two wads of money.

Three wads of money.

As the camera rotates, the girl standing on the table changes from a standing position to a squatting position.

He exposed his side to the out-of-place drunk.

His body was dancing like waves, with only the remaining space waiting for his reward.

At this time, the camera gave a close-up.

The drunk man took out a card and some banknotes from his pocket.

One yuan, five yuan, fifty, one hundred...

He followed the rules.

It's just that there is more reluctance on his face compared to the dull look just now.

But facing the girl who was still twisting, he finally hesitated between the red ticket and the green ticket in his hand. It seemed that his "taking advantage" mentality prevailed. He held the fifty in his hand towards the girl's waist. The gleam of white snow in the room was stuffed away.

It was going smoothly at first, but just a close-up and it was over...

But who would have thought that the moment he held the banknote and was about to touch the other person...

In the vague restlessness.

Silent sparks of lightning suddenly exploded between the fingers and the skin.

The sound of sparks was swallowed up by the music.

But the girl's two beautiful legs in black stockings were slender and curved, and her waist was still twisting like waves, but her body became soft and stiff.

A layer of fine goosebumps instantly appeared on the fair skin.

In the dim light, they looked like snake scales.

Densely packed.

Dangerous and seductive.