Seven years after transmigrating, he was cornered at the head of the bed by a cold and aloof empress

Chapter 127 Su Qingge, watching from below the stage, was smitten: He's so handsome!

The subsequent filming completely turned into Lin Zhou's personal showcase.

Director Zhang was extremely excited, as if he had discovered a rough gem. He temporarily changed the script, moving several highlight scenes that originally belonged to the male lead to the villainous warlord "Shen Xiaolin," played by Lin Zhou.

Su Qingge was only making a cameo appearance and didn't have many scenes. After filming that scene with her co-star, she moved a small stool and sat next to the director, ostensibly to "learn and observe," but in reality, she openly became a "fangirl chasing after a star."

The image on the monitor froze.

That was a scene where Shen Xiaolin was alone in his study.

There are no lines; it's all internal monologue.

Lin Zhou was dressed in a well-tailored dark blue silk robe, with a black fox fur cloak draped over it. He was not wearing a military cap, his hair was neatly combed, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses sat on his nose, and he held a thread-bound copy of "The Art of War" in his hand.

Outside the window, snow was falling heavily; inside, candlelight flickered.

He sat there quietly, his fingertips gently stroking the yellowed pages of the book.

The scene was elegant and refined, full of scholarly atmosphere.

If it weren't for the occasional chilling glint of malice in his eyes, who would have imagined that he was a ruthless and bloodthirsty warlord in a chaotic world?

"hiss…"

Su Qingge looked at the man on the screen and subconsciously gasped, feeling as if her heart had been squeezed hard by an invisible hand.

That's terrible.

This man is practically a walking hormone-generating machine.

When at home, he's the gentle, househusband who'll put on an apron and cook for you.

On stage, he is an unparalleled genius who can dance girl group dances with a blend of innocence and allure.

Now, dressed in this outfit, he transforms into a stoic, cunning, and lovable yet hateful refined scoundrel.

"Is it pretty?"

Director Zhang, who was standing next to him, suddenly leaned over and whispered with a sly smile, "I specially had someone change his look. We've seen plenty of 'suit-wearing thugs,' but this 'long-gown thug' look is truly rare."

"It's...it's alright."

Su Qingge tried to remain calm, but she couldn't take her eyes off the screen.

At this moment, Lin Zhou in the camera lens moved.

He put down the book, took out a cigar from the sandalwood box beside him, and snipped off the cap with a silver cigar cutter.

Light it and take a deep breath.

He slowly exhaled bluish-white smoke, blurring his handsome yet cold face.

He squinted at the wind and snow outside the window, his gaze becoming distant and profound, as if he were plotting a conspiracy that could overturn the world.

That posture, that aura…

He's so handsome it's impossible not to be amazed!

"Gulp."

Su Qingge subconsciously swallowed, feeling her cheeks burning hot.

She used to think Lin Zhou was handsome, but that kind of handsomeness was superficial, the kind of handsome that comes from a sunny, big boy.

But now, this man exudes a mature, dangerous, and story-filled charm.

That kind of charm is a deadly poison for women.

"sister…"

Her assistant, Xiaowen, sitting behind her, was also staring at her with a smitten expression and couldn't help but whisper a reminder:

"Sis, you...you're drooling."

"nonsense!"

Su Qingge sat up abruptly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and instinctively reached out to wipe her mouth.

There was no saliva.

But her flushed cheeks betrayed her guilty conscience.

She glared at Xiaowen reproachfully, who stuck out her tongue and quickly pulled her head back.

Su Qingge took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"I'm a professional actor, I'm observing acting techniques, yes, observing acting techniques."

She silently repeated it eight hundred times in her mind before turning her gaze back to the monitor.

however.

When she saw the next scene, the little bit of defense she had just built up instantly collapsed.

That was a gunfight scene.

Shen Xiaolin was ambushed.

Lin Zhou did not dodge or roll around in an exaggerated way like the other actors.

He simply turned to the side, his movement swift and precise. The hem of his military overcoat traced a sharp arc in the air, and the Browning pistol in his hand was already firmly raised.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

There were no unnecessary movements, no fancy aiming.

Every time he raised his hand, an enemy inevitably fell to the ground.

That calmness, that precision, that absolute control over the battlefield—it wasn't acting; it was a real god of war who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Card!"

Director Zhang slapped his thigh excitedly, "Perfect! Absolutely perfect! Lin Zhou, you really surprised me! This action scene is even better than the martial arts choreography!"

Su Qingge stared at the man on the screen, a gun in hand, his eyes cold and sharp, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.

She suddenly realized that she had never really understood Lin Zhou.

How many secrets is this man hiding?

That decisive and ruthless demeanor, that level of familiarity with firearms, is something an ordinary person cannot fake.

Is it...

An absurd thought popped into my head again.

Seven years ago, on that rainy night, a mysterious soldier named "Seventh" appeared out of nowhere and saved her from dire straits...

Could it be...

Su Qingge was startled by her own bold idea and quickly shook her head.

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

The seventh brother is a hero, a legend.

Lin Zhou, on the other hand, is just a gigolo who can cook.

Although he has become very capable now, but...

"No, we can't let him exude such charm anymore."

Looking at the female staff around her, whose eyes were now practically sparkling with admiration, Su Qingge felt a surge of crisis once again.

She took out her phone, pointed it at the monitor screen, and quietly pressed the shutter.

"Click."

She captured a profile photo of Lin Zhou standing with a gun in his hand on her phone.

"Hmm, this one's nice, I can use it as my screensaver when I get back."

Su Qingge nodded in satisfaction and quickly took several more photos.

Photos of people in military uniforms, smoking, or reading...

I saved them all.

Just as she was having a great time filming, Director Zhang came over again with the script, wearing that familiar, malicious smile.

"Qingge."

"Hmm?" Su Qingge guiltily put her phone away.

"Look."

Director Zhang pointed to the last page of the script, rubbing his hands together with a troubled expression:

"This last scene is the highlight of our film, and it's also the final explosive moment for the character Shen Xiaolin."

"According to the plot, he went completely insane after discovering that he had been betrayed by you, a female student."

"Then, he'll corner you against the wall and there's... there's a scene where he forcefully kisses you."

Kissing scene?

Su Qingge's breath hitched.

Although she and Lin Zhou are husband and wife, this was the first time they had ever kissed in front of the camera.

"Um... Qingge, look."

Director Zhang carefully observed her expression and tentatively asked:

"You two are a real couple after all. If you're really kissing, I'm afraid the audience will find it distracting, and I'm also worried that Lin Zhou might be nervous."

"How about we use a fake camera angle? Or just use a shot of someone's back to the camera to fool us?"

"After all, it's just acting."