Kill those shameless ones?

Could it be...

Nan Minglang opened his eyes wide instantly, looked at him and asked uncertainly: "You don't want to..."

Yiyan sat on Nan Minglang's bed, holding a copy of "Actor's Way" in his hand. When he looked up at Nan Minglang's expression, he couldn't help but look blank and said coldly: "What are you thinking? The most cruel thing to kill is to make them suffer and lose everything that did not belong to them."

"I, I... the ghost system said, don't think about it anymore, let you get rid of this idea sooner."

Nan Minglang didn't know what to say, he was very confused, and he didn't know why Yi Yan came to him, but the voice of the ghost system in his mind was still roaring.

"That old man is that it creates these shameless people and systems."

With a strong aura, Nan Minglang dared not say much about this issue, but just asked: "Then why did you come to me? Aren't you? You made the original videos on the Internet now."

"I can, but I still need your help, because the old immortal system on you is the main system."

Nan Minglang blocked the voice of the ghost system. He knew that the ghost system only had an angry roar at this time. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help asking: "But I don't know how to help you? Moreover, I never thought about anything to do with them."

"You will know what I need you to do later. Don't worry, you won't make you embarrassed, but I think--" Yi Yan shook the performance book in his hand and said with a smile: "It's still what I said before, I will help you become a good actor."

Help me become a good actor?

Before Nan Minglang could say anything, he stood up and put the book in his hand on the desk, and said in a stern voice: "Don't you think your performance when you took the Yanjing Film Academy art exam was a real performance?"

"Or do you think performance is something you can see from these books?"

"Real performances are always based on life. If you want to be a good actor, you should not be staying at home and reading books, but experience life, truly experience, experience, and feel."

Nan Minglang heard the words, for some reason, suddenly felt inexplicable touched, because he knew very clearly that the girl in front of him was right.

"You have now entered the Yanjing Film Academy. After entering the school, you should learn to relax, be lonely in public, liberate your nature, focus, imitate animal practice... all kinds of independent small subjects. But these are just methods. A student may learn every subject well, but he will not know anything when he really goes on stage because he loses the ability to shape it. This is to separate the performance too carefully, just like putting a bunch of parts in front of you, not knowing how to combine it, because there are countless ways to combine it, this is the possibility of performing performances. People who cannot perform will not know how to combine it. People who perform too much will formulae how to combine it, and those who perform really good performances are not like combinations at all, but are natural."

Nan Minglang didn't expect Yiyan to tell him such a thing. This really made him feel like he understood something, but he couldn't express his recognition. This feeling seemed to be like acting, but he couldn't express why he liked it.

Like for no reason, agree for no reason.

"What you feel now is just paper content, and those are just texts. The real feeling is that you have to experience and experience it yourself, so go wandering, it's clear."

Wandering?

Nan Minglang looked at Yi Yan blankly, full of confusion.

Yiyan looked at Nan Minglang's ignorant look, reached out and pinched Nan Minglang's face, and said with a smile: "So cute, no wonder that immortal person would choose you, he looks so beautiful..."

"Now there is more than a month before you start school. We can go to the film and television base, be an extra, feel life, and go... Wandering, do you dare to experience the lives you have never experienced without, how about it? I will also teach you the theoretical knowledge you want to read from books."

Nan Minglang was moved.

I don’t know if it was Yi Yan who reached out to pinch his face, which made him feel shy and lowered his head, or if the words he said made him feel moved.

Although it is like wandering around, it is better to think of the beginning of nothing, such an experience is better than what he is watching the performance theory here!

The voice of the ghost system blocked in the depths of my mind was still roaring. It was obvious that the ghost system believed that Yiyan, the evil subsystem, had no good idea, and there must be some ulterior motives here.

"Student Nan, don't listen to her. She must have a purpose. That's it. You are just joining a pyramid scheme. Don't be brainwashed by her!"

...

...

Nan Meili, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, held her ears pricked up and listened hard for a long time, but couldn't hear the words inside clearly.

As soon as this door is opened, it becomes embarrassing.

When Nan Minglang saw Nan Meili lying on the door and almost fell down, he quickly stepped forward and helped her and said, "Sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Nan Meili stroked her hair, tried to pretend to be calm, nothing happened, waved her hand, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I just want to know what you said in the room, and it's been so good."

"Minglang he wants to wander with me."

“Wandering?”

Nan Meili frowned, glanced at Nan Minglang, and asked, "You shouldn't be possessed by a ghost again, right? Wandering, don't joke. You are not afraid of being beaten to death by your mother, so you tell him that you are going to wander."

"It's just that I went out for a while with her, it's just… it's a trip to graduate from high school."

Nan Minglang knew that the word "wandering" sounded very bad. His parents would definitely not agree to him for wandering, so he could only use another word "travel" instead.

"travel?"

Nan Meili was also a little surprised, but this high school graduation trip didn't sound too much beyond imagination. She asked casually: "Where are you planning to travel?"

Nan Minglang looked at the words, hesitated for a moment, and said, "There is no plan to travel."

"Yoyo, I haven't planned a trip yet, just leave..."

Nan Meili glanced at Nan Minglang with contempt. What I hate the most was my boring literary and artistic mind. She insisted on running from where I was tired of myself to where others were tired of me to watch it. "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, then you guys have fun."

Go wandering, boy...

Nan Minglang didn't know that the deep meaning was hidden when he looked at his eyes, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to know that something very interesting would happen later.

Go and die, I'm immortal!
Chapter completed!