The actress was teased again today

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At first she just hated speaking long lines, and now she even hates speaking lines.

If you continue to escape like this, you will not want to talk, if you don’t want to talk, you don’t want to see people, if you don’t want to see people, you won’t go out...

After escaping to the limit, how much room can life give her.

"So teacher Cheng please correct my lines!"

Qiao Yu quickly found the script in the bag, lowered her head, and offered it to Cheng Sheng with both hands, "Mr. Cheng, I have an important finale scene this afternoon. You can guide me on the lines from here first!"

She really deserves to be a Two-dimensional girl, she speaks and moves like this.

Cheng Sheng laughed, and sat next to Qiao Yu, "It's a duty."

She straightened her glasses, took a pen, found the lines and said, "Come on, let me listen to you read a paragraph first."

Chapter 14 Little Ice Cube

While talking, the two moved from the living room to the study.

Cheng Sheng's study room is like a long corridor, with desks on the left standing against the wall, and a row of neat bookcases on the right, and the windows in the middle dutifully transmit bright and warm sunlight.

Too clean and too tidy.

Qiao Yu thought that if Cheng Sheng proposed to visit her house one day, she would have to find her aunt to clean it in advance.

Cheng Sheng moved a new chair for her, "Sit."

Qiao Yu sat down, about half a meter away from Cheng Sheng.

She recited the lines, and Cheng Sheng, who looked down at the script, raised his eyes, "The voice is so small."

Cheng Sheng moved the chair and sat closer to her, "Say it again."

He frowned again as he listened, and simply sat next to her, "What's the matter, do you also use this kind of volume on the set?"

The light and sweet smell entered Qiao Yu's nose, and she couldn't help but took a deep breath.

Why does her body smell so good, or in other words, it always has a special taste for her.

"I'm a little nervous." Qiao Yu lowered her eyes in embarrassment, "I'm afraid I'll stumble again."

"It doesn't matter. When ordinary people speak, they also get stuck or can't speak clearly. You are no different from them." She comforted.

Under Cheng Sheng's guidance, Qiao Yu recited the lines again.

Cheng Sheng found the problem, "When you speak, you are used to breaking down long sentences into short sentences, and you may pause for a second or two between each sentence, isn't it?"

"I can't speak in long sentences."

Qiao Yu confessed, "I don't know what's going on. It started a year or two ago. When I speak long sentences, no one can understand them. They are always vague..."

Cheng Sheng pondered deeply, "Mr. Qiao, are you particularly afraid that you will be laughed at if you can't speak well, and the more you think about it, the less you dare to speak?"

"It's a bit..." Qiao Yu scratched her head and smiled wryly at her, "It's hard to solve...I've tried to improve myself, it's not that easy."

The study was quiet for a while.

Qiao Yu thought that Cheng Sheng was discouraged, so she turned her head and saw the woman with the light behind her back resting her hand on her chin, and the light and shadow passed her straight nose and shot towards herself.

She didn't know what she thought of, suddenly raised the corners of her mouth, moved her hand on her chin to the side of her face, smiled, and tilted her head to look at her.

Hey, why are you laughing?

"Every time Mr. Qiao speaks his lines, his back bows unconsciously."

Cheng Sheng raised his hand, stroked Qiao Yu's back, and asked her to sit up slowly again, "Psychologically speaking, this body language means that you are very resistant and afraid of something."

"Is this funny?" Qiao Yu made a serious face on purpose.

"I'm not laughing at this. I just remembered that you participated in a musical when you were a freshman, and you won the first prize in the end. Do you remember?" Cheng Sheng asked seriously with his hand still on her back, staring at her.

Freshman musical ah...

Qiao Yu remembered that it was at the end of the first semester of freshman year, when she was clinking with poverty, she suddenly heard that there was a musical competition, and the first prize would be 1 yuan per person, so she went to sign up for the competition without saying a word , I also met her classmates in the semi-final sniping, and one of the very beautiful female classmates mocked her that she had to stop here. She was so angry that she slapped her face hard with practical actions, and finally got 1 yuan, which solved the urgent need .

She still remembered that on the day of the finals, in the dark theater, a girl actually held up a light sign and a white cheering light with the words "Qiao's language is the best" written on it. In 2010, South Korea's cheering culture began to slowly invade China, and everyone, including her, was deeply impressed by the girl's cheering.

"Remember!" Qiao Yu remembered everything related to money clearly.

"You won the first place at that time, and you were also the best actor in the audience." Cheng Sheng recalled the past with her. "At that time, you said every line out loud, and you even sang high-pitched songs, remember?"

Qiao Yu smiled, "But the singing is terrible, and the sound is broken..."

"It's not about competing with Pavarotti." Cheng Sheng's eyes were full of stars, "You didn't say everything clearly, but you said every word out loud, even if you broke it The sound doesn't matter."

After she reminded her, Qiao Yu realized that she had shrunk a lot compared to seven years ago.

She bowed instinctively - Cheng Sheng's hand firmly pulled her back back.

"The important thing is not whether you speak clearly, but whether you dare to say it."

Cheng Sheng spread the script between the two of them, and outlined the long line with a black gel pen, "Master the accent of these words, they are like the most critical points on a picture, it's done , the picture is connected and completed."

The distance between their shoulders is getting closer.

In addition, Cheng Sheng's left hand was still on her back, and it slowly fell down as he spoke, as if he was holding her waist and talking.

As he got closer, Cheng Sheng spoke a lot softer, whispering softly in her ear, like a fluffy bird pecking and pecking at the side of her ear, about to get into the cochlea...

a little itchy.

Qiao Yu's face gradually turned red, and the roots of her ears began to heat up.

"Come on, say it out loud again." Cheng Sheng encouraged her.

She nodded and resumed her lines, but as soon as she said the lines, she bowed her body reflexively, and Cheng Sheng patted her on the back, making her anxiety and tension dissipate quickly.

It's just that her hand was like a soldering iron, like a stove, burning blazingly behind her, Qiao Yu couldn't help it.

"I'm going to the bathroom!"

Cheng Sheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, seeing that some water had splashed on her face when she came back, "Mr. Qiao, are you alright?"

"fine."

Qiao Yu patted her face, stood beside her, and said all the lines loudly, like a primary school student looking at the teacher expectantly after reciting the text, "How is this time?"

Looking at her in surprise, Cheng Sheng's crescent eyes turned into a full moon, and he clapped his hands, "It's amazing. In less than half an hour of practice, Teacher Qiao broke through himself. This long sentence is spoken quickly and well."

"Well, then I'm going back to the set."

Qiao Yu pursed her lower lip happily, "It's past one o'clock now, if it's late, I'll catch up with the rush hour for work in the afternoon."

"I'll see you off." Cheng Sheng didn't give her a chance to reject him.

Qiao Yu followed her downstairs, "Mr. Cheng, you must have been very popular since childhood, right?"

"Why did you ask so?"

Because you are a nice person.

Opened his mouth, Qiao Yu changed his words: "I feel that you have a very good personality."

Cheng Sheng smiled and said nothing, and drove her to the set.

In the car, Qiao Yu pinched her face and was relieved to find that everything was back to normal.

That's weird, what happened just now...

"Mr. Cheng, in order to thank you for improving my lines, shall I take you shopping tonight?"

Rounding off, does that count as Little Ice Cube asking her out on a date?