The Her That Is So Charming

Ruan Yan stared at the words sent by Wen Yiyang.

Zhao Shuiqing was still standing by her side and did not go.

Ruan Yan calmly turned off the phone screen.

Zhao Shuiqing asked her: "Are you still in touch with Xiaowen?"

Ruan Yan raised his eyelids: "Why should I tell you."

"Also." Zhao Shuiqing glanced at the pile of express delivery on the ground and left.

Ruan Yan called Fang Bai to carry the things back together. Fang Bai looked at Zhao Shuiqing who was walking away, "Sister Yan, were you two roommates before?"

Ruan Yan nodded.

"How does she seem to be inconsistent with you? How difficult it is for you to get along for four years in college."

Ruan Yan hugged things up: "It's okay. When I was a freshman and sophomore, I had the best time with her."

Fang Bai looked at her incredibly lowly: "Impossible, then she was... when she was filming "Liangshenghua". At the time when you were splashed with dirty water on the Internet the most, she didn't say a word. I told you about it."

Ruan Yan's eyebrows were faint: "I fell out during my senior year."

Fang Bai took a look at the nutritional products he was holding in his hand: "Because sister, the little brother you just talked about?"

"More than that, there are other things."

Ruan Yan took everything back to the lounge.

When she got her hands free, she had time to sit down and hear the news of Yiyang.

She thought for a while and then replied, "Yiyang, don't pursue me, don't give it away, don't misunderstand your feelings for me anymore, go find another girl."

Wen Yiyang: "Am I disturbing you?"

Ruan Yan's typing fingers paused. He did not disturb her. He has been quiet since they resumed contact.

"Do I bother you?"

No, he even helped her a lot.

"So, can't I like you?"

Ruan Yan was stunned, not knowing how to go back. She just instinctively felt that Wen Yiyang's feelings for her were not love.

"If the answers to the three questions above are all ‘no’, why can’t I pursue you?"

Ruan Yan thought for a while, then replied: "Then there is no need to send these things over."

"I didn't do it right before. I want to be friends with you again. From the very beginning, from the beginning. Don't think of me as a brother. There is no blood relationship between us."

Ruan Yan was silent. She didn't return him. In fact, she didn't know what to return.

She felt that she was really in a tangled state recently, in a huge net, and what was even more frightening was that this net was made up by herself.

Ruan Yan put down the phone and lay on the bed to rest. She had to prepare for the afternoon training. She didn't know what kind of person Sun Hejun was.

The afternoon training is conducted indoors.

When Ruan Yan arrived, Chen Yu and the others hadn't come yet. In the huge training room, there was a middle-aged man sitting on the high stool in the middle.

He was wearing a cyan Chinese tunic suit, with a pair of eyes, looking at Ruan Yan vigorously.

Ruan Yan had done homework about Sun Hejun in advance, and she would naturally recognize who this person was at a glance.

"Hello, Teacher Sun."

"Um."

There was no expression on Sun Hejun's face, he glanced at the gauze wrapped around her foot, "I hurt my foot, do you plan to practice this afternoon?"

"Practice." Ruan Yan replied decisively.

"How to practice?" Sun Hejun took a big bowl of tea next to him and took a sip. "I will train them in the afternoon to train their leg movements. You can't practice like this."

"You can tie my thighs to the bar. Do not move the ankles and follow the soft exercises of the thighs." Ruan Yan said, "Then I will record all the movements you asked them to design, and I will go back and practice slowly."

Sun Hejun asked her: "How is your usual flexibility?"

"Can split, split horizontally or vertically."

These are also the basic skills of an actor. She has always practiced in school. Even if she comes out to film after graduation, she will persist in early pictophone skills three times a week.

Sun Hejun's eyes moved more then: "Yes, when Chen Yu comes, let her tie it up for you."

"good."

Sun Hejun didn't say much to her, he didn't speak, and Ruan Yan also stood quietly.

Stand until Chen Yu and the others come.

Sun Hejun asked Chen Yu to break his right leg on the handlebar for Ruan Yan and wrap it with a belt. Chen Yu was still a little surprised.

Because of Ruan Yan's toughness, it doesn't take much effort to tie it up.

Throughout the afternoon, her left leg was tied to the handlebar. She stood alone with her right leg, holding the handlebar with her left hand, and recorded the video of Sun Hejun and Chen Yu guiding Zhao Shuiqing and Xu Yan with the pad with her right hand.

Sun Hejun didn't pay her too much attention, only occasionally glanced over.

When the training was over, Sun Hejun left without saying anything.

Chen Yu put down her left leg for Ruan Yan, the blood flowed back, and she almost couldn't stand firm.

Chen Yu said: "Thanks for your hard work, go back and take a good rest."

Ruan Yan nodded: "Don't worry, although I hurt my ankle, I will still keep training."

Acrobatics and various forms of moves are important, but soft skills are the most basic. Deng Feihong’s preliminary preparations only took less than a month. Ruan Yan had to be more brutal with himself and waited for the feet to recover. It will be better.

Chen Yu patted her on the shoulder: "Don't try too hard."

Ruan Yan nodded.

Chen Yu and Xu Yan are gone, leaving only Zhao Shuiqing and Ruan Yan in the training room.

Zhao Shuiqing looked at Ruan Yan's limping feet, and she said, "You really do the same as before."

"Yeah." Ruan Yan put the pad in her bag, ready to leave.

Zhao Shuiqing said: "Why don't you need to write things down on paper now."

Ruan Yan stopped packing her things.

She tilted her head to look at her: "Zhao Shuiqing, do you think you have found a backer now, I dare not move you?"

Zhao Shuiqing took a step back. She did mean something like this. She heard about the separation of Ruan Yan and Shen Jin, and only then thought about a few words of addiction.

Ruan Yan put the bag on her back: "I advise you, don't touch the husband of a wife, there are still photo pendants of a family of three hanging in the car that comes to pick you up, don't be silly."

Zhao Shuiqing stepped on her sore foot, and she fought back: "It's better than you used to play Wen Yiyang around."

"Zhao Shuiqing."

Ruan Yan was carrying her bag and her legs were still limp. She walked in front of her, she was a few centimeters taller than Zhao Shuiqing, and her eyes were fixed on Zhao Shuiqing.

"You brought Wen Yiyang bad, I haven't settled the account with you. Believe it or not, I can let you limp with me to finish this scene. And, I promise, you will be more lame than me. ."

Zhao Shuiqing took a step back.

She knew Ruan Yan was cruel. When Ruan Yan discovered that incident, Ruan Yan poured her a whole bunch of wine...

She stubbornly said: "I didn't damage him, he is just black in his bones."

"You didn't show him that piece of paper?"

Ruan Yan still remembers that Wen Yiyang had just come to Linjiang to study at that time. When she went to see him, he casually said something that the professor said today that most of the words of the students of the School of Planning were unable to get his hands on it.

She bought him this copybook for him to practice.

At that time, she really didn't want to lead him to Lu Boliang, but felt that this child looked like Lu Boliang, and couldn't help but prefer him a little bit more.

Later, as she got closer and closer, she couldn't help but bring other meanings to her kindness to him. Give him food, take him to the aquarium, send him guppy...

Until one day, he suddenly pulled out a piece of paper full of words, which was the familiar "Duobao Pagoda Stele", and his clean fingers clasped the table.

"Sister, I found a piece of paper. This character is better than me. Did you write it?"

Ruan Yan looked at the writing on the paper and stayed where she was.

It was written by Lu Boliang before, and he showed it to her before.

"I didn't write it. Where did you come from?" Ruan Yan took the paper back calmly.

"You borrowed it from my book."

Ruan Yan said, without further explanation.

Wen Yiyang's Hantan eyes stared at her, he didn't speak, but quietly turned the paper over.

The white paper, on the bottom right corner of the back, is written a string of words:

"Lu Boliang, how come your handwriting is so beautiful^"