Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Han Changsheng's first scene in life began.
His left hand was holding Diliraba's blood-stained body, and his right hand was holding the Ghost Emperor Overlord Sword. In front of him was a group of injured Celestials, and behind him were the Ghost Commanders, who were also bathed in blood. There were millions of corpses under his feet.
"Little Phoenix is my woman! It will be mine forever! Other than me, anyone in the Three Realms and Six Paths who dares to touch her will be killed just like this lowly Spirit! Clan! End! Destroy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Demonic Emperor's memories of the massacre entered Han Changsheng's mind.
His pupils instantly turned blood-red, and an evil smile that could dominate the world appeared at the corner of his mouth. The bloodthirsty murderous aura on his body suddenly erupted.
At that moment, be it the celestial experts in front of him or the Ghost commanders behind him, they could not help but tremble. They retreated in shock.
The stage staff around them trembled and almost dropped the equipment in their hands.
Not to mention the actors and staff, even Huang Bo, who was preparing to guide them at the edge, had his eyes twitching. He took a few deep breaths to forcefully suppress the shock in his heart.
"Aura?"
Yang Mi looked at her husband with shining eyes and wanted to cheer.
When actors acted, they would naturally be divided into first, second, and third grades based on their acting skills.
Third-rate actors were like the third and fourth male lead from before. They acted cool and had some acting skills.
Second-rate actors had good acting skills and a good image. They could play some male and female leads. She and Dilipraba were one of them.
The top actors were those like Huang Bo.
They didn't need to care about their image. They walked, sat, and lay down. Every expression and every gaze had a performance.
However, even for a film emperor like Huang Bo, if he wanted to perform, he would have to be stimulated to a certain extent by his opponent in a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
And once it appeared, it basically meant that half of the Best Actor trophy was in his hands.
This was because the aura represented a different kind of magnetic field.
The actor who had an aura was the sun of the entire performance venue. All the actors around him were planets that constantly revolved around the sun.
Only when the aura released by the sun ended would this show end, and everyone would be able to leave this alternative magnetic field.
"It's not an aura, it's more like…acting in your own character!”
Huang Bo shook his head and sighed.
If it was an aura, it would at most affect the surrounding actors.
However, Brother Han's outburst did not only affect the actors and staff around him, but even the director was shocked by him.
Therefore, this was a performance that was even more high-end than the aura.
Acting in the same way meant that the character's information overlapped with the actor's own state, so half of the scenes could be performed with an aura effect.
And once an actor took on such a role, there was no need to fight for the Best Actor award back then. Basically, it was this kind of person.
Back then, Bao Huai had won the Best Actor Award at the International Film Festival with her true colors in 'Mr. Old Tree'.
Acting in her own character?
Yang Mi stomped her feet. Although she was happy for the old master, she was very unhappy.
His acting aura could be said to be good.
However, if he acted in his true colors, didn't that mean that he loved Fatty Di more?
Otherwise, they wouldn't have created such a scene of a cannon exploding ants just after the audition.
"…Cut!"
It seemed that because of Yang Mi's stomping, Lin Fenyu finally woke up and shouted the card that she should have shouted a few minutes ago.
She jumped three feet high and ran to Han Changsheng's side with her mouth wide open. She wanted to say something, but she found that she couldn't say anything.
Lin Fenyu had never expected that a sudden flash of inspiration would give her such a big surprise.
A popular fourth male lead of a TV series acted as if he was himself.
This was equivalent to using the Dragon Head Chopper to kill a small ant. It was a hundred times, a thousand times more excessive than using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken!
Han Changsheng took a few deep breaths and suppressed the images of the Demonic Emperor's slaughter in his mind, barely managing to recover.
When he was cultivating the Azure Thearch Longevity Art, he had seen some scenes of the Demonic Thearch killing people.
However, the Demonic Emperor's cultivation was very low at that time. The number of people he killed was only a few, a dozen, or at most dozens.
The scene just now was a real scene of millions of corpses and blood flowing thousands of miles. The reason why he did not become mentally ill was that his spiritual power had doubled again.
He looked at Dilipraba, who was in his left arm, and found that the girl had fallen asleep in his arms.
He pinched the little girl's tender nose and whispered into her ear.
"Fatty Di, don't sleep. It's time to get up.”
"Woo…"
Diliraba stretched her back, still hugging Han Changsheng." Emperor, why don't you sleep for a while?”
"You still want to sleep? We're filming now, it's not your sleeping time.”
Yang Mi knocked on Dilipraba's head and said unhappily,""You're really something. You can hug Old Master to sleep while filming.”
Filming?
Dilipraba shook her head and realized that everyone around her was staring at her.
Her face flushed red, and she jumped down from Han Changsheng's arms, pouting.
"I was dizzy just now and felt that Old Master's embrace was very safe, so I accidentally fell asleep.”
"It's normal to fall asleep."
Lin Fenyu smiled in relief and explained,"Mr. Han was acting in his own character just now, so he brought you directly into the world of the TV series. Didn't you realize that when you woke up, you called him Emperor and not Master?”
"Oh, right."
Diligerba suddenly understood. She happily hugged Han Changsheng's arm and giggled.
Acting in his true colors meant that Old Master loved him very much, just like how the Ghost Emperor loved the little phoenix.
"Fatty Di, that's enough! Old Master should be auditioning for the Divine Emperor now. Don't pester him anymore.”
Yang Mi patted Dilipraba's tender hand and muttered unhappily.
If she let these two continue to be intimate with each other, she, the Spirit Empress, would only be able to appear tomorrow.
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