Chapter 620 - Call Me Father! (1/2)

By the time Yan Yuanfei had eaten a few pieces of popcorn, his eyes were a little moist, and his voice was very low. “No need. I’m not thirsty.”

Upon hearing his hoarse voice, Ling Sheng opened the lid of the coke and passed it to him. “Drink this. I haven’t touched it.”

Yan Yuanfei could not reject the young lady’s kindness. She thought he was thirsty, but he was really not. He accepted the coke and took a sip before saying gently, “Thank you.”

The plot of the movie was very interesting. It was all interconnected and full of suspense. It made one’s heart tremble. One could not bear to be distracted for even a minute as they focused on the plot.

Huo Ci’s acting skills were indeed textbook level. Whenever he showed emotion, he pulled at the heartstrings of the audience until they cried. When he was being a tough man, people could not help but scream, especially when he had a pursuit scene.

It was winter, and the wind was howling. In the evening, the criminal organization forced his character to the river’s entrance. He took off his clothes and jumped into the Yellow River.

On one hand, the river water was fierce and swept over like a beast. He moved forward with all his might against the waves, making one’s heart tremble and worry for his safety.

On the other hand… F*ck, his figure was really nice. His abs, chest muscles, waistline, and Apollo’s belt made him look handsome and strong. Everyone wanted to lick the screen!

There was no need to mention the Little Cis. They had already thought of a hundred ways to edit this scene. They would lick the screen a hundred times for every cut they made. He was so handsome, cool, and manly!

Ling Sheng had also become a fan. He had not used a substitute. He had personally acted in this scene. It had really been winter, and he had taken off his clothes and jumped into the river to swim. One could imagine how dangerous it was. His professionalism was indeed impressive.

Yan Yuanfei was also alarmed when he saw this. Sixth Brother was actually not good at swimming—at all. He had always been afraid of deep waters. When he swam, it was only fine if the water was shallow. When it was more than three meters deep, his entire body would stiffen.

Besides the few of them, no one knew about his problem. When he saw that he had done this in person and had not used a substitute, his hands on his legs tightened. This was simply nonsense!

He knew that he was professional, but he could not put professionalism over the safety of his own life. The Yellow River was one of the rivers in the Green Mountain Gorge with the strongest rapids!