After Pei Ye finished playing the last corpse, he got up from the ground, with blood still stuck to his face.
He didn't move until the director told him to stop. This was a rule learned from three years of training as a bit player.
But this time, the director forgot to call stop.
Until the steward walked up cautiously, checked his breathing, and sat down on the ground in fright.
"Damn it, this guy is really out of breath!"
Pei Ye opened his eyes and heard a voice in his ears:
[Extremely realistic acting skills detected, system binding...]
[Welcome to acting purgatory.
