Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming - Chapter 424

Chapter 424

"Wow, dude! What do you do for a living? You have the perfect figure . I could make standard models by putting you in a plastic mold . "

Thanks so much for the appraisal . I’d die in the mold .

Qin Guan put on the white linen shorts and explained to him, "Strictly speaking, I’m a part-time model . "

Then he turned around . When he saw Qin Guan's face, the strong man immediately covered his face with both hands . "F*ck! Let me calm down for a second . I’m not gay! I like girls with big boobs . Okay, let's get to work . Fred will make sure even your own mother won’t recognize you . "

He took out a box of diluted latex and brushed some on Qin Guan's chest and belly .

When the latex was thick enough, Fred pasted four pieces of artificial skin on Qin Guan's ribs and abdomen . Then his assistant began to apply bad-quality powder and liquid foundation over them .

In five minutes, the snow-white latex had turned the same color as human skin . It looked like Qin Guan’s real skin .

Fred estimated the effect and took a small bucket from the table . Inside it was blood, the best tool for the dressers of a dracula movie . Some careful dressers would blend paints of different colors, while some tougher guys would just apply tomato juice .

The man-made blood was poured over Qin Guan's belly . After a while, Qin Guan had a general idea about his make-up .

The reason he was lying on the table was because he had been disemboweled . The texture of the latex expressed that terrible visual .

The assistant took a mini disposable injector filled with a suspicious-looking liquid . "Open your mouth," he told Qin Guan .

Qin Guan looked at the liquid in alert . "What's this?"

Fred laughed . "I thought you were experienced, young man . Don't worry, it’s a mixture of syrup and edible paint . It’s not eel blood or anything . "

Some smaller studios used eel blood for convenience .

Qin Guan relaxed . The assistant injected the artificial blood into the gaps between his teeth .

It was the perfect bloody make-up . Sour, sweet and tasty!

Qin Guan tasted the blood carefully . It's good . I want more!

Before he could say anything, the director shouted outside of the room, "Are you ready for the next scene?"

"Okay! Roll him out!" Fred shouted back .

Dude, can I have some more juice to go?

Before Qin Guan could voice his shameless requirement, he was rolled out by an assistant .

There were some simple mechanical machines in the center of the set . Qin Guan's bed was rolled over to them .

It was dark . There was only a surgical lamp hanging down from the ceiling . It felt like the Sun, projecting heat and light down on Qin Guan .

The latex was burning with the heat . Qin Guan paid no attention to the hot pieces though . He was absorbed in the entrails hanging by threads above his head . The end of a hanging gut was touching his stomach .

This role was an unprecedented tragedy . He was disembowelled and living thanks to all kinds of machines . What a miserable life!

American people are f*cking crazy! I like them!

Sister Xue couldn't stand still from the shock . My baby, you have been a leading actor in two films! If this was China, you wouldn’t have accepted such a role!

That was why indie film actors were not very popular in the US . Their films were nowhere to be seen and all their effort went to waste .

Before Sister Xue could come back to her senses, everyone was ready . A D-level actress was standing by the operation table . She was one of the heroines of the seven stories of the film .

Marsha had straight brown hair . She had discovered the abandoned warehouse by chance during summer vacation . It looked like Hell itself . Blood and guts were everywhere .

Besides, there was still a living person inside . At his request, Marsha liberated him from death, but she got in danger later .

Qin Guan was the guy liberated by Marsha, an extra with only one line .

"Three, two, camera!"

Suddenly, Qin Guan entered perfect acting mode .

Marsha mustered all her courage to move slowly into the warehouse . Blood was everywhere . The main source of blood was in the center of the room . It was an operation table .

Artificial blood was pumped into curling guts to form a steam . There were blood drops dripping from the gaps .

"Oh, my God . . . "

On the cold operation table, she saw a stranger . The man’s pupils were already slack and his face was shining with joy .

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