The Idol And The Disabled President Made An Official Announcement

chapter 10

Ling Shangyao thought that Wenrun would never escape this. Although the long sword in his hand is not sharp, it is sharp, and it is not difficult to make a cut in the face by force. As long as Wenrun's face hurts, he doesn't believe that the crew does not change. "Yan Wu" was supposed to be in his pocket, but Wen Run robbed him halfway. From the moment he heard the news, he wanted to tear Wen Run's face with his own hands.

He even thought about the reasons. Anyway, so many incidents were suppressed by coercion, and Wen Run was just a little transparent with no name and no surname. When the time comes, who will the crew help? Isn't it clear at a glance?

He planned well, and even almost couldn't hide the deep malice in his eyes when he swung his sword to rush over, but he didn't expect that Wen Run would escape his attack with a backflip.

His movements just froze, with a surprised expression on his face. Volley made a backflip and watched as Wen Run was about to collide with him again. He clenched the sword in his hand and made a heavy block. The two long swords intersected and made a crisp "duang——" sound. Wen Run barely stabilized his figure. However, Ling Shangyao was not so lucky. He swayed in the air. He hadn't recovered from the shock, and as soon as he loosened his long sword, he fell.

Li yelled "Ka" with anger below.

The staff hurriedly put the two of them down, stepping on the ground with warm feet, a pair of clear black eyes looking at Ling Shangyao like this, he put on makeup, a pair of slightly round eyes were elongated, and long eyebrows were flying. , The end of his eyes was slightly raised, and when he looked at the person, he felt cold. The long sword was still in his hand, and there was a cold light flashing in his hand, as if he was really the murderous guard in black. .

"Your actions are wrong."

It was just a fluttering sentence, with neither blame nor question. But Ling Shangyao became guilty when asked. He subconsciously wanted to take a step back. After reacting, he stopped for a while, his face was ugly and said, "Sorry, I'm too nervous."

Wen Run didn't say anything. When Ling Shangyao rushed towards him, the malice in his eyes was real. But he can't make a fuss with unprovoked things, after all, the film will continue to be filmed.

Rearranged clothing and seat belts. Wenrun stood back to where he started, waiting to start again.

The staff had picked up the fallen sword and handed it to Ling Shangyao, and the martial arts instructor stepped forward to demonstrate the action again. Ling Shangyao nodded with a sullen face, then retreated and got on the horse.

Start again.

This time Ling Shangyao didn't dare to make any more small movements. He rode his horse and ran wildly. The opposite Wen Run leapt up with the help of Wia. The long sword was simultaneously unsheathed and pierced directly at him. The silver sword passed by with a cold light.

Ling Shangyao's heart burst, and the action stopped. When the warm sword tip pierced in front of him, he just stared blankly, not making the original block movement.

Wen Run could only pull a sword flower back.

At this time, Ling Shangyao also realized that he had done something wrong again, and smiled reluctantly to apologize, "Sorry, I was so nervous for the first time I hang Wia."

Li didn't say anything. Those who knew him had already seen the anger on his face. It was the eve of the storm.

Everyone went back to square one and started again.

They all talk in one go, then go down again, and exhausted after three. Ling Shangyao seemed to confirm this sentence, he failed the first time with the method, and then he was guilty. In addition, he had never filmed Diaoweiya before, all the factors added up, and for the third time, he forgot to move.