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Chapter 41
Chapter 41
Because neither of them picked, the last two characters left for them were the two least likable characters. Ling Chen, in front of people is a high-cold abstinence elite, and in the back is a frivolous scumbag who gets tired of eating and throws it away. Mo Yue, who is a gentle and quiet flower in the high mountains during the day, changes into a waiter's uniform at night, plays number games with the guests who can afford it, and has a hidden identity of an undercover agent. Not a lot, and there's no happy ending either, but there's a head-to-head game in the middle. With the abilities of Lin Ji and Fang Zhi, it was not too difficult for them to play these two roles, so they were chosen randomly. After the character is confirmed, the holographic scene is loaded. Fang Zhi looked down at the clothes on his body and confirmed that he was getting the role of Mo Yue. It happened that there was a mirror in front of him. He took a few steps forward and clearly saw the young man with cold eyebrows and delicate features inside. Wearing pure white silk gloves on his hands, the more slender and beautiful the fingers are, the tailoring of the waiter suit is quite fitting, and the black tie outlines the dangerous waistline. With a thin waist and big hips and long legs, even Fang Zhi wanted to whistle when he saw it, and asked if he would provide special services.
"Mo Yue, how are you?" The supervisor knocked on the door outside, Fang Zhi brushed the hair in front of his forehead, and then turned around, and the person quickly entered the role state. The supervisor was still slamming on the door to urge. The next second Fang Zhi opened the door, his eyes swept to the other side coldly, and his thin lips moved lightly: The director is not played by an actor, and at this moment, it is just according to the program setting, giving Mo Yue the room number of that Shao Shao. For the first fifteen minutes, Fang Zhi acted according to the script, dutifully acting as a beautiful backdrop. And because the homeowner did not turn off the onlooker function, gradually other people came in to watch.
[Help, why is this Mo Yue so hooked? ]
[I finally understand what "everything is a style"]
[This kind of cool and cold is so cool. It's the first time I've seen someone play Mo Yue so well.]
[Come, come, Ling Chen is coming soon]
"It's not that you want to introduce me to a beautiful woman." The appearance of seriousness during the day has faded, and Ling Chen at night is a rambunctious son. The light-colored hair is slightly messy, a pair of peach blossom eyes are hooked, and the shirt has two buttons loosely opened, revealing a small half of the strong pectoral muscle line. On the left is a beautiful woman with all kinds of amorous feelings, and on the right is a fair and clean young man, with frivolous eyebrows and teasing. The person opposite him was also one of the actors, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
I have seen waves, never seen waves like this. When he lost his mind, he reminded aloud, and the final note lifted lazily: The man immediately returned to his senses, quickly recalled the content of the script, and pointed to the figure standing behind the table.
"Well, did you see the one over there, called Mo Yue." Ling Chen's eyes followed the direction pointed by his friend, and at a glance, he saw the figure that appeared colder and colder in the crowd, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Oh." Maybe it was because his gaze that looked up and down was too presumptuous. Like ice hitting fire. Ling Chen let go of the hand that wrapped his shoulders around his waist, and chuckled meaningfully: "That's right." You watched him take off and walked over there, subconsciously wanting to hold him: Ling Chen smiled.
"Of course, let's get to know him." Mo Yue looked at the man like that, and walked in her direction step by step. Then he pulled out the chair directly opposite him and sat down, staring straight at him with a pair of peach eyes, a frivolous smile folded on his lips.
"Mr. Mo." Ling Chen looked down at the young man's hand, the pure white gloves pressed against the plain black card back, inexplicably had a pure and lustful feeling, and the smile on his lips deepened by two points.
"Would you like to play with me?" Knowing that the person opposite was Lin Ji, his eyes stopped for a few seconds on the smile on the man's face, before he picked up the stack of black playing cards, shuffled the cards skillfully, and his tone was calm.
"It's very expensive." Ling Chen didn't feel the slightest bit unpleasant to be underestimated, with the previous smile still on his face, he casually threw the unlimited card on the table.
"I have money." The man leaned forward leaning on the table with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the stack of playing cards in his hand, and then turned over to be an ace of hearts. Ling Chen squinted his eyes and smiled softly, holding the black poker card between his slender fingers and picking it at the position of the youth's bow tie.
"I'll give you money when I lose, or you can stay with me for one night if you lose." Mo Yue took the poker card from the opponent's hand, still in a cold and indifferent manner. 129262e
"You can talk about it when you win."
[Look what goodies I found!]
[Wow, how come the number of online viewers is increasing]
[Although I know Ling Chen slag, but I think this person is so handsome, Su Cheng is like this
[Let's not say anything else, just this figure, you can earn it when you sleep!
[Iβm different, I just want to see Mo Yue lose this game, you two quickly collapse the bed for me! The actor canβt see the discussion in the chat area, so Fang Zhi sends it to the man opposite and himself separately two cards. Lin Ji glanced casually and flipped out one of the cards. Heart a.
"Oops," he raised his hand to rest his chin, put his fingertips on his lips, and blew a kiss to the young man, but Fang Zhi didn't respond, and turned over one of his cards with a cold expression. Ace of Spades. Mo Yue has a card advantage here. The young man glanced at the man and opened his thin lips lightly: Ling Chen raised his eyes:
"If you are afraid of losing, you can choose to give up now." Mo Yue said lightly. 6210510500
"I'm afraid why?" Ling Chen nodded his chin and smiled lightly, Mo Yue dealt another card. The opposite side is opened, the heart is K. Open your own, square a. It was still Mo Yue's card advantage. Mo Yue doubled the bet. Ling Chen continued to follow. In the third round, Ling Chen got a 10 of hearts, and Mo Yue got a plum blossom a. Although Fang Zhi held three cards in his hand, he suddenly hesitated at this time. The open cards on the opposite side are the A of Hearts, the K of Hearts, and the 10 of Hearts.
"What's the matter, Mr. Mo," Ling Chen smiled and rolled his eyes, "I don't care if you want to fold, but it seems a pity." He glanced at the three aces on his table. Fang Zhi quietly stared at the man in front of him, trying to judge from the expression on his face whether it was pure bluffing or genuine confidence. Now that only four cards were dealt, Lin Ji gave him the feeling that he had already got a straight flush. The non-physical performance actually gave him a class and came here, right?
[I can't breathe, is there anyone who can spoil me, who won in the original book in this game]
[This is not an important plot, it was not mentioned in the original script]
[In those previous performances, there were casual cutscenes, as if whoever won]
[Hey, have you forgotten who is the protagonist in this show? Why are you talking about Mo Yuelingchen]
Who cares about the protagonist now, ah, whore, Mo Yue continues to ask for cards!] With three aces in hand, no matter what cards come later, at least a three of a kind can be guaranteed, and as long as the opponent doesn't get enough, it means nothing. no. Mo Yue naturally had no reason to fold. After a brief hesitation, continue to deal cards. A round of licensing. Mo Yue got the second k. And Ling Chen got the red heart. The atmosphere on the field was instantly tense to the extreme. Not only Mo Yue, but all the onlookers didn't know what the trump card was in Wei Chen's hand, and his ears were full of his own thumping heartbeat. Who will win? At this moment, Ling Chen suddenly stood up from his position, a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with a smile.
"Mr. Mo, in fact, I can guess that you have a full house, and if I have a simple flush or a straight, I will lose to you." The man held the unturned hole card in his hand, and his eyes were provocative: " So should we bet on whether the one in my hand is a heart q?"
"How to increase the size?" Mo Yue looked at him calmly.
"If you win, I'll give you one million. If you lose, I don't want your money. Just like what I said before," Ling Chen winked at him, his voice low and charming, "I want to accompany me tonight." Do it cool."
[Who suddenly croaks is me!!!
[What kind of evildoer I can't do anymore, where is my ventilator, where is my oxygen bottle!!!
[I'm fine, I'm calm, but my scalp is numb and I have a little nosebleed] Compared with the audience, I know that it's really calm. After all, it's just a show, money doesn't really have to be paid, and it doesn't really mean to do it. If I really want to say it, it is more like a gauntlet that Lin Ji gave him. If you don't take him, you lose. Fang Zhi suddenly pulled the corner of his lips and looked directly at Lin Ji in front of him.
"Okay." Lin Ji smiled, pressed the card back on the table, and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation: Fang Zhi quickly analyzed it in his heart. Lin Ji would suddenly propose to guess cards at this juncture. It is very likely that because the cards in his hand could not make a straight flush, he would switch to another party. But the other party must have guessed the idea, and maybe he even deliberately induced him to think so, and he couldn't tell anything from his expression, and there was no flaw in his acting skills. psychological warfare. . Fang Zhi snorted in his heart. Really old fox. There are fifty-two cards in a deck, and after the five cards in his hand and the four cards that have been turned over on the other side, there are still forty-three cards left. In other words, Lin Ji's trump card is one of the hearts. The cold-tempered youth suddenly folded the corners of his lips and chuckled.
"Then I guess it's not." Ling Chen's face showed some regret. My heart skipped a beat. I saw the man turn over the card. Heart q.
"You guessed wrong." Ling Chen smiled and picked up the card, stacked it with the room card, and stuffed it into the pocket of the youth's shirt with a warm tone.
"Just go to the room to wait for me after get off work, and do my job well tonight."