Soft fragrance in my arms [entertainment circle]

When Qin Yueming walked into the study room again, Ye Sixu was hugging her legs and shrunk into a small ball. She had a white T-shirt, white skin, black hair and red lips. In the pure and pitiful, there was something that made people want to tease her It's so cute.

He squeezed the mulberry silk cashew pattern tie in his hand and coughed lightly.

Ye Sixu jumped off the sofa and stood up straight, feeling a little uneasy and looking forward to it.

When Qin Yueming walked behind him, he bit his lower lip and teeth slightly, and pretended to be indifferent.

When the tie covered his nose and eyes with Qin Yueming's temperature, Ye Sixu couldn't help sniffing his breath lightly.

There was darkness in front of him, but Ye Sixu thought that he seemed to have entered another world.

"Blindness" gave him courage, and the magma-like emotional tide in his heart permeated wantonly at this moment, slowly dissolving in his bones and blood, and reaching his limbs and bones.

The fingertips hanging down the legs slightly brushed against the fabric of the trousers, causing an uncontrollable commotion.

He felt that Qin Yueming was right behind him, so tall and burly, the warm breath between his breaths rushed towards him like a tide.

Longing to be rubbed on the head by him, longing to touch him, longing...to hug him...

While Qin Yueming gently tied the tie on the back of his head, he could clearly see the blush slowly rising from the root of his ear to the tip of his ear, and the part blocked by the tie and hair seemed to be burning hot.

"Is it tied?" Ye Sixu didn't know if it was a problem with the tie, he felt that Qin Yueming's movements were surprisingly slow.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yueming's fingertips brushed the tip of his ears. He was stunned, clenched his teeth, and stood stiffly.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Yueming's voice was very deep. It was a heavy stone that bound Ye Sixu and brought him into the depths of the sea.

His fingers rubbed against Ye Sixu's sensitive ears.Ye Sixu thought, he seemed to be pulling his hair out for himself.

He whispered softly: "It doesn't hurt." He didn't avoid it this time, but in the next second, Qin Yueming's hand moved away, and he sighed secretly in a little disappointment.

"Are you familiar with the script?" Qin Yueming asked, "Then you try to use this as the room of 'Chenchen', and act it out according to the existing pattern. I'll look at the rhythm and status of the performance, and find something that can be scheduled." Cutting point."

Ye Sixu seemed to hear the sound of him taking a step back and sitting on the sofa.

But he seemed to be left alone on the stage, empty and full of insecurity, and even had the illusion that his whole body was being seen through by Qin Yueming's sharp and penetrating eyes.

At the beginning, if it was just the base of the ears that were red, now the skin all over the body began to ooze shy breath.

He stood alone, facing Qin Yueming's direction uneasily and shyly, opened and closed his small and soft rhomboid lips, and asked in a soft voice: "Should we start directly like this?"

Qin Yueming leaned back in the chair, crossed his legs, propped his chin with one hand habitually, stared at the little white rabbit with thick eyebrows and deep eyes.

The unobstructed perspective made his desire for control clamor wildly in a secret corner.

Qin Yueming stared at his red lips, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, act according to your feelings." He reached for the script and quickly turned to that page, "I'll play for you, one person will play the triangle. Can you Do you find the feeling?"

"Yes!" Ye Sixu blurted out, at such a time, he couldn't show his unprofessionalism in front of Qin Yueming.

Qin Yueming paid close attention to his movements all the time. He read the lines from the script in his hand, including the lines of his parents and sister Xingyue.

During this process, I saw "Chenchen" leaning against the "door" carefully listening to the movement in the "living room", and pulling the "doorknob" with protruding palm knuckles, showing a bit of force, and visible to the naked eye on his anxious face. Pale and helpless, he bit his trembling lips again and again, wishing he could go out and argue with his parents.

When Qin Yueming read out sister Xingyue's lines: "Why don't you send Chenchen to a nursing home."

"Chenchen" stopped abruptly, the hand that was pressing on the wall hangs down feebly, and slowly slid down facing the wall as if frightened, with his knees on the ground, he knelt down by the door little by little, holding himself with both hands He shrugged his shoulders in pain, opened his mouth and silently shouted towards the three loved ones outside.

"It's not right here, it's too rough."

Ye Sixu's thoughts were coldly interrupted by Qin Yueming.

He woke up and realized that as long as professional issues were involved, Qin Yueming would point them out without any emotion like a precision measuring instrument.

"The stage repertoire is not a movie. In a 200-seat auditorium, the audience in the last row may only see a rough idea. The details you gave are too delicate. But the real emotion is too rough. A whole few minutes of performance, from knowing From the true thoughts of parents and sisters to the awakening of inner self-awareness, you still need to present them in a prioritized and targeted manner. The emotions in the middle are very rich, and your performances need to be more diverse, layered and rhythmic."

Ye Sixu stared blankly at Qin Yueming just as he was kneeling on the ground in the drama, and when listening to him speak, he had a devout attitude.

Qin Yueming suddenly felt distressed, walked up to him, and squatted down.

Ye Sixu felt it, but she was not sure. She raised her hand slightly, but she didn't know where she touched it.

"you……"

Soft skin, high nose bridge... His hand actually touched Qin Yueming's cheek.

Ye Sixu pretended not to know, gently rubbed his chin with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Is it your face?"

"Well." Qin Yueming didn't stop him, and even enjoyed his indulgent touch at the moment.

This one tie infused courage into both of them at the same time.

Ye Sixu's hand slid to the base of Qin Yueming's ear, before his fingertips were furiously withdrawn: "I'm sorry, I thought..."

"It's okay. Continue to talk about the details." Qin Yueming stopped his unnecessary shyness in time.

"Yeah." Seeing that he didn't seem to be suspicious, Ye Sixu jumped up like a deer in the forest, "There are two problems, that is, the details of the performance may be too small for the audience to notice, but the real feelings are too general. It will prevent the audience from entering the show, is that what you mean?"

"Yes." Qin Yueming expressed surprise at his comprehension ability. Generally, newcomers to the industry may ask the next sentence after he finishes speaking—then Director Qin, how do I act, can you demonstrate? ?

He carefully guided: "Go back to what I said before, the body, in the case of performing without lines, you have to let the body show to the greatest extent."

Ye Sixu listened carefully, but suddenly he grabbed his right hand, the back of his hand became hot, and he instinctively pulled it back, only to see that he was holding him forcefully, preventing him from escaping.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just bringing your details."

"Oh."

But Ye Sixu wasn't afraid at all, but shy.

They were actually holding hands... Something seemed to erupt from his heart, it was unstoppable.

Qin Yueming squeezed Ye Sixu's slender and slender palm, feeling that it was so soft that it seemed boneless, white and delicate, it didn't look like the hand of a boy over 1.7 meters five at all.

He pressed his hand and pulled it to a position, "This is the detail of your movement of holding the doorknob, struggling very hard. This detail is handled very well, but the audience can hardly see it. Showing your surprised and frightened body Here, we need to add a little more element.”

"I can... I can..." Ye Sixu lowered her head and knelt in front of him, shyly not knowing how to find her tone.

"Huh? Tell me." Qin Yueming waited for the little red rabbit in front of him without hurrying.

Ye Sixu suddenly raised his head, and seemed to be staring at Qin Yueming through the tie, but Ying Lips still begged softly: "Can I use your hand as a doorknob?"

"Yes." Qin Yueming did not hesitate, and said firmly, "You find out how you feel."

Ye Sixu thought: If he knew that I just wanted to touch him more, he might lose his temper with me, right?It's also very unprofessional.

In the next second, Ye Sixu felt that Qin Yueming was holding his hand, telling him to put it on his wrist instead, and asked himself carefully: "Is this okay?"

With his warm skin in the palm, Ye Sixu's heartbeat almost stopped nervously: "Yes... yes."

Qin Yueming supported his other arm: "Stand up, let's disassemble one by one."

Ye Sixu's knees were weak at all, and he stood in front of him nervously and excitedly, with all his strength in his hands.

Enthusiasm welled up from my heart, almost unbelievable.

Qin Yueming looked down at his white and soft hands tightly grasping his wrists, his pair of pitiful big eyes could not be seen at this moment, but the two soft red lips that were still hesitant to speak lured his eyes to linger on them .

Ye Sixu just stood firm, but for some reason, Qin Yueming stepped forward and threw herself into his arms. The two of them seemed to fall on the sofa together. He slammed her nose and red lips together A thin T-shirt taped to his chest.

"Yes... I'm sorry." Ye Sixu was almost lying on Qin Yueming's body. He supported him up in a panic, but he didn't know where to put his hands. He heard Qin Yueming groan, "What's wrong with you?" ?”

He tore off the tie in front of him, blushing anxiously looking at the big man below him.

Seeing his red eyes and red lips, Qin Yueming was so close at hand, he was slightly dazed.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Sixu saw that he was staring silently, thinking that he was being crushed, and got up anxiously, "Where did I crush you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't stand firm..."

He panicked in fright, thinking that he had hurt Qin Yueming.

Qin Yueming looked at the fluffy little rabbit in front of him, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head: "No—"

In the next second, he frowned and took a deep breath: "Maybe he hit his back." As he spoke, he slightly turned his back and tried to look.

"Really?" Ye Sixu didn't doubt that he was there, and rushed to the armrest, nervously wanting to touch him with her hand, but she didn't dare, so she leaned closer to his back and asked with concern, "Where is it exactly? What should I do? Do you want to find something to warm up? Does it hurt? Does it hurt? "

The usually stable and mature man frowned at this moment, obviously, he was not feeling well.

Qin Yueming almost wanted to laugh out loud, but seeing him so nervous about himself, he couldn't help feeling sore. "No, it's nothing serious. It doesn't matter."

"No..." Ye Sixu thought, why did he push people away in such a mess just now?He was so ashamed that he was about to cry, he felt extremely sorry, and apologized softly, "It's all my fault, I'm sorry."

Qin Yueming looked at him with his head down, pitifully, and reached out to rub his black hair: "It's okay. It will be fine tomorrow."

Seeing the little white rabbit's head sinking more and more, he quickly sat down, supported his chin, and asked him to raise his head to look at him, but he saw tears in his eyes, and his delicate nose twitched. Don't dare to look at yourself, just keep chattering "I'm sorry..."

"Aye?" Qin Yueming held his palm-sized cheeks in surprise, "Why are you crying? Are you frightened? Did you fall somewhere?"

"No." Ye Sixu avoided his big hand in a panic, and asked stubbornly, "Can you show me? I'll take a look at your back. If it's okay, I'll go down."

Hearing his tone, Qin Yueming seemed to have an expression that he would never talk to him again, and he hurriedly said, "It's not a big problem."

"No, I must take a look!" Ye Sixu puffed up her face, and it was rare for her to be serious, but it was just such a second, and she begged softly in an instant, "Let me take a look, just take a look."

Qin Yueming: "..."

The author has something to say: because the number of words is going to exceed the standard, I won’t update it tomorrow, but I will update it on Saturday~

Already writing and saving manuscripts and waiting for V, I beg everyone to collect them, after V, I will start every day~Jiu Mi~