Wen Li's character is typically strong when strong and soft when soft.

    Be fierce to her, she is even fiercer, be kind to her, although reluctantly, she will learn to respond.

    When Song Yan was cold to her in high school, she didn't bother to get close to her, with an attitude that no one cares about having a good relationship with you. In fact, she was still quite puzzled. She was not ugly, let alone their school. Art High School, she is also a beautiful woman. Even if she has a bad temper, she has never been angry with Song Yan. Why does he hate him so much?

    But it is only limited to thinking about it in my heart, and I will never leave my face to ask him, with a face like "you ignore me and I am too lazy to ignore you".

    It's different now.

    Song Yan was no longer the ice-cube-faced senior. He talked to her in a good voice. Of course, she couldn't hold her own anymore.

    And asked her if she could.

    cut.

    cannot!

    Drink more hot water and dream less.

    (￣へ￣)

    This is her usual oral fetish, and she said it again in her heart arrogantly.

    Song Yan knew what she was thinking by looking at her expression. Although it was expected, she was still a little disappointed.

    Patting her head, he asked, "Let's go through the lines again?"

    Seeing that he had already exposed the last ambiguous topic and was about to start working, Wen Li couldn't hold back, and quickly grabbed his hand to flip the script, a little Er said without hesitation: "Yes! So you like me soon!"

    Her voice was crisp and sonorous. In contrast to her rock-solid tone, Wen Li's subconscious and straightforward answer made Wen Li realize that she was He was not reserved, but the words had already been said, and there was no way to hide it, so he quickly released his hand, his eyes flickered, his lower lip clenched, and his eyelashes kept fluttering in an annoyed look.

    Song Yan stared at her in a daze, and when she tasted the taste from her words and ate it with her expression, she felt even more that this girl was really cute, and her words and deeds seemed to be scratching his heart on purpose.

    He glanced at the camera in the training room, his voice was hoarse, and he said discouraged: "I fouled you again."

    Wen Li, who didn't look at him at first, heard this sentence and turned her head: "Huh?"

    She just finished "ah", The door to the training room was opened, and several staff members with machines in their hands swaggered in.

    "Hello, two teachers." The leading staff member was very respectful, "Didn't you disturb the rehearsal of the two of you?"

    Song Yan was already prepared, and was not surprised by the arrival of the staff, so he shook his head and laughed: "No."

    Wen Li almost forgot It's in the training room and I realize I'm still working.

    "...No."

    It turned out that the private training was not carried out by two people alone, and there were still staff members watching.

    "Is the teacher's microphone still ok?"

    "Ok, turn it off a little."

    Wen Li hurriedly touched the switch and turned the microphone on.

    Someone was watching, and there was no way to think about the love of those sons and daughters. Wen Li sorted out her emotions and planned to have something to say to Song Yan after recording the show. The main task is to quickly arrange the tricks.

    But the atmosphere just now obviously made each other try something.

    Women chasing men, interlayer yarn.

    Aw, men are so easy to chase.

    I used to ignore her, but now I'm still falling for her charm step by step.

    Wen Li was in a good mood and ran to the corner to memorize her lines.

    She and Song Yan had played against each other a few times because of variety shows, but the variety show effects were greater than the performance effects, so there was no difficulty. She had to take this difference seriously.

    Song Yan said that he could be regarded as Duan Hongxian, but Wen Li was reluctant to yell at him again and again before he could memorize the words, so he planned to memorize the words by himself.

    Wen Li was obviously in a state of progress here, but Song Yan was a little distracted. The staff thought he was preparing two scripts by himself, and his thinking was a little bit difficult, and asked him with concern if he wanted to move one of the scripts to all the performances. The last shot.

    Song Yan responded mildly: "It's not about the script."

    He looked at Wen Li, who was being spoken to in the corner.

    In addition to a large number of lines in this play, she also has high requirements for the emotional tension of the actors, so Wen Li is yelling at the corner.

    The behavior looks a little confusing, so it is said that actors with good acting skills are all lunatics.

    When Wen Li came over and said that she had memorized all her lines, and asked Song Yan if she had memorized it, Song Yan had doubts about her professionalism for the first time.

    "You haven't finished memorizing yet?" Wen Li looked incredulous, "Are you going backwards or am I making progress?"

    Song Yan didn't bother to argue, and continued to read the script with his head down.

    Wen Li suddenly had an advantage in front of Song Yan. Of course, she didn't want to let go of this opportunity to show herself off. She deliberately sat down beside him, sat next to him, and was helpful while sticking to him in the name of guidance. So cool.

    "Which sentence is stuck? Let me help you smooth it out?"

    "..."

    Some actors are good at acting because they have rich life experience, so they can empathize with the characters. Rather than acting, it is better to borrow their own body. She is telling the story to the audience, but Wen Li, who is heartless, dull and rough in her feelings, and whose acting skills depend entirely on her talent, is really rare.

    She was able to get out of it so quickly, and she only wanted to play, Song Yan couldn't do it.

    He is now like being hung on a wire by Wen Li. He can't get up or down. He is scratched by her from time to time, restless but helpless.

    Wen Li was probably born to resist him, when he was young, and when he grew up.

    Can't be provoked or can't hide.

    Song Yan got up: "I'll go next door to see my brother."

    Wen Li was a little disappointed, but he couldn't hold him back. After all, Ning Junxuan was still waiting for his brother next door.

    And as a senior who has debuted for many years, she can't compete with a newcomer.

    "Oh, let's go." Wen Li paused, remembering that he had played with Ning Junxuan for several hours yesterday, and probably understood the way this younger generation performed, thinking about letting Song Yan get acquainted first, so he said, " Ning Junxuan's talent is good, but it may be because the external conditions are too good, so sometimes his expressions and actions are more held, and he is not too relaxed. You can remind him about this aspect at that time. Remember the tone. Better..."

    Before Wen Li could finish speaking, Song Yan said lightly, "Master Yan is a master student."

    "Huh?" Wen Li nodded, "That's right, but..."

    Song Yan interrupted again and smiled. He smiled and said, "I'll figure it out, don't worry about others, just concentrate on preparing for your own performance."

    Wen Li also felt that she was a little nosy, she might not be able to act well herself, so worry about what others do.

    "Okay." She pursed her lips and said as generously as she could, "I can do it alone, don't worry about me, focus on teaching your junior brother."

    Song Yan snorted and said in a flat tone, "Yes.

    " After leaving, there was only Wen Li and a group of staff in the huge training room. After a few seconds of embarrassment, Wen Li sorted out her mood and continued to go to the corner to memorize her lines.

    When Song Yan was here, she was very motivated. The elder's lines were memorized not long after, even faster than him. Now that Song Yan went to find his junior brother, she couldn't get enough energy to face the corner. .

    Wen Li couldn't help thinking, it's really strange, when she was acting before, there was no Song Yan next to her, how could she persist.

    ——

    When he arrived at Ning Junxuan's side, Song Yan's condition was obviously much better.

    This is a hand-to-hand fight between them. Ning Junxuan has little experience with the camera. He has a mistake that rookie actors often make. In addition to the lines in the script, there are no actions or micro-expressions in the script. I don't know how to deal with it, and when I fight, I don't know where to put my hands and feet.

    Fortunately, Song Yan has rich experience in this field and gave him a lot of guidance.

    His fighting scenes were actually practiced under several great guides of Weiguang. Whether it is the red fist fight in the modern background or the sword and sword shadow in the ancient background, the movements of raising his hands and splitting legs have both strength and beauty, and they are crisp and neat. Very pretty in front of the camera.

    After one play, Ning Junxuan learned a lot of things that he couldn't learn in school.

    During the break, the staff gave each of them bottles of water.

    Because of the fight just now, Ning Junxuan felt that Song Yan was so masculine even when he raised his head to drink water.

    Song Yan felt the eyes from his younger brother and asked, "What?"

    "It's nothing, I just suddenly understand why you are doing more action scenes." Ning Junxuan was found to be peeking, not embarrassed, but generously He smiled, "It's so handsome, that action, I was almost stunned by it."

    Song Yan raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Then it was the right literary drama with Mr. Wen yesterday, why are you stunned?"

    " Ah?" Ning Junxuan said honestly, "That's because when Mr. Wen Li was playing with me yesterday, the look in my eyes was really..."

    He suddenly realized something, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain: "No no , I'm not dumbfounded, I was conquered by Mr. Wen Li's acting skills!"

    Song Yan nodded with a smile: "That's it," then put down the water, "Mr. Wen is alone, let's hurry up and rehearse, shall we? ?"

    Ning Junxuan, whose arms were still sore at first, stood up and answered loudly, "Okay!"

    ——

    When Wen Li came to visit, Song Yan and Ning Junxuan were fighting on the ground.

    She was stunned for a moment, first thinking narcissistically, "Isn't it because of me?" Then, looking at the surrounding staff who didn't fight and watch the fun, she realized that this was a match.

    This narcissism of my own really needs to be corrected.

    When Ning Junxuan saw Wen Li coming, he immediately got out of his emotions and lay on the ground to say hello: "Mr. Wen, are you here?" It

    can't be said that he was thinking of Song Yan, Wen Li nodded: "Well, come and see Let's see how you guys are lined up."

    "Then let's start over." Ning Junxuan turned his head and asked Song Yan, "Brother, can you?"

    Song Yan: "Yes."

    Wen Li is right, Ning Junxuan is a talented person. The newcomer, as long as someone mentions him, he understands the play very quickly.

    Watching the two of them play against each other, Wen Li first looked at Ning Junxuan, he was Song Yan's junior brother, and he looked the same as Song Yan, but younger than Song Yan, full of energy and full of vigor.

    Wen Li somehow thought of Song Yan before.

    Although Song Yan had an ice face at that time, in general, he was still a normal high school student with a juvenile feeling.

    Once Wen Li went to their school to find Bo Sen, and happened to meet Bo Sen's class playing a friendly basketball game with the next class, and Wen Li joined the fun to watch it.

    Among those who play basketball, Bo Sen and Song Yan are the most outstanding.

    Song Yan is a well-behaved student. He concentrates on his studies and rarely participates in outdoor activities, so his skin is lighter than other boys.

    He scored a three-pointer and high fives with his teammates. Wen Li smiled when he saw him in the sun.

    Turns out this guy is laughing too.

    Wen Li thought to herself, he was always looking at her with a straight face, and she thought Song Yan was really a facial paralysis.

    It turned out that it was just treated differently, not smiling at her.

    On the basketball court, many girls were waiting beside him with mineral water. Some of Bosen’s friends saw her coming, which made her feel a little bit of a crisis. Don’t be robbed of the opportunity to send water to Bosen by other girls, and urged her to buy it for Bosen. Water, Wen Li was so annoyed that she reluctantly went to the small supermarket to buy water for Bosen.

    When she was about to pay, she suddenly thought that she would only buy water for Bosen alone. If Bosen's narcissist thought she liked him, wouldn't the engagement be even more impossible to cancel.

    She bought several bottles of water in one go, and Person and his teammates all had a share.

    Sure enough, when Wen Li handed the water to everyone, the other boys were flattered and said to Bo Sen with a smile, "Brother Sen, don't be jealous, what your fiancee gave us was just human water.

    Bo Sen rolled his eyes and didn't care about it at all. He said to Wen Li locally, "You are quite a fraternity girl."

    Wen Li was too lazy to pay attention to him, and handed the last bottle of water to Song Yan.

    Song Yan didn't smile like the others. She accidentally touched her hand when she was picking up the water, her fingertips trembled, and the bottle of water just fell to the ground.

    Wen Li was startled, but he quickly picked up the water and said thank you to her in a low voice.

    After the whole game, Song Yan was covered in sweat, his cheeks were flushed with heat, and his thin lips became pale and peeled, but he never touched the water she bought for him.

    At that time, she felt that Song Yan was too clean and would not drink the water when it fell on the ground, and complained about his troubles as a man and some girls in her class.

    But Bosen told her that Song Yan had no habit of cleanliness.

    Unable to find the reason why Song Yan didn't drink water, Wen Li became even more angry, and became more and more sure that Song Yan hated her and would rather die of thirst than drink the water she bought for him.

    Eighteen-year-old Song Yan is full of youth, tall and handsome, but hates Wen Li.

    Wen Li retracted her mind. She was so proud that she suddenly didn't want to recall Song Yan when she was a teenager.

    It's still the current Song Yan, a mature gentleman, and the most important thing is that he doesn't hate her anymore.

    Ning Junxuan and Song Yan were already fighting on the ground at this time. There were not so many taboos between men. They were touching hands and feet. When Song Yan pressed Ning Junxuan to the ground and spoke the lines viciously, the tip of their noses were fast. ran into.

    In order to prevent Ning Junxuan from struggling, Song Yan put his knee on Ning Junxuan's thigh and pinched his chin. Because of the strength, the back of his fair hand showed blue veins. Wen Li watched this scene, Song Yan frowned and spoke to Ning Junxuan in a low and intimidating voice.

    Song Yan also held her down like this, pinched her chin, and spoke to her in a low but not very intimidating voice.

    "..."

    During this period of time, the schedule was too full. Even if she slept in the same bed every day, she was tired as well as he was tired during the day, and at night, she would fall asleep on her head, and she had no intention of thinking about anything else, let alone what to do.

    In this scene, she looked at Ning Junxuan and put herself in, and suddenly felt a little jealous of him.

    Thinking of this in her heart, Wen Li felt dry, stood up hurriedly, and took a deep breath.

    Just as the play was over, Ning Junxuan stood up and asked Wen Li humbly: "Mr. Wen Li, how was my performance just now?" Wen Li, who was wandering the

    whole time, who didn't watch the play seriously at all, dodged his eyes and nodded randomly: "Very well. Okay, I'll go back first, I'll go back and review the next lines."

    After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

    Ning Junxuan looked at Wen Li's almost escaping action and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Wen Li?

    " Asked her, she didn't even dare to look, she turned and ran away.

    Song Yan stretched his jaw, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know."

    Ning Junxuan noticed that something was wrong with Song Yan again, and wondered if he had just played too badly? Are they both dissatisfied?

    He was discouraged all of a sudden, thinking melancholy whether he was really not suitable for this bowl of rice, or whether he should change careers and sign up for MSN to become an Internet celebrity.

    Later, he played against Song Yan for a few more scenes. Ning Junxuan was not only himself, but even his senior brother seemed to be thinking about something and was not in a good state.

    It was like this until the rehearsal ended in the evening, and the guests were ready to go back to the hotel to rest.

    On the way back to the hotel, Wen Li and Song Yan, who were in the same car, obviously had different thoughts.

    They didn't take the car arranged by the Human World Program Team, which meant that they didn't want to record the program tonight, but just wanted to rest in their private space. The Human World Program Team didn't insist, knowing that they were tired after arranging for a day, so this nanny car No one else, no camera, just their respective assistants Wen Wen and A Kang.

    Both assistants know the situation of their own artists, and it stands to reason that if they want to say something, they don't need to avoid suspicion.

    Wen Wen on the co-pilot gave Akang a look.

    What's wrong with your brother?

    While waiting for the red light, Akang shook his head and gave Wenwen another look.

    What's the matter with your sister?

    The two assistants looked at each other.

    At this time, Song Yan's cell phone rang, breaking the silence in the car.

    Song Yan opened his eyes, propped his chin with one hand and took out his mobile phone. It was the voice sent by Ning Junxuan.

    He clicked on it, and the voice was released directly.

    "Senior brother, I don't think I understand the emotions of a line. Have you rested? Can you help me?"

    Wen Li also opened her eyes and asked, pulling the corners of her lips, "Your junior brother is still rehearsing for the show. , why don't you stay there to accompany him? That's how Teacher Song is a senior brother?"

    Song Yan asked back, "You are so worried about junior brother?"

    Wen Li pouted: "No, I just think you were in good shape when you were rehearsing with him, It’s more natural than when I was rehearsing with me, and I couldn’t even memorize the lines when I was rehearsing.” He even

    pressed the person to the ground, his nose was almost close to each other.

    "Don't worry about him?" Song Yan smiled, "Then why did Mr. Wen keep staring at him during the rehearsal today?"

    Wen Li also laughed: "Then Mr. Song taught him how to act so close to him, and the result was even What do you mean by being distracted by my lines!"

    Song Yan said calmly, "Why do I get distracted, Mr. Wen, you have to take a lot of responsibility."

    Wen Li was inexplicable: "I told you about your junior brother, but you are talking nonsense. What do you want to focus on?"

    "I'm also talking to you about junior brother and junior brother, and it's you who will change the focus."

    "Okay, if you say I'll change the focus, I'll tell you the focus." Wen Li took a deep breath , I don't care what face is not face, I have a lot of clear articulation, and I accuse every word, "The point is that you treat your junior brother better than me, and you treat me differently."

    "I treat me differently?" Song Yan Yan stared at her, and returned the accusation in a calm manner, "Who is the one who treats me and my junior brother differently?"

    Wen Li: "You are sophistry!"

    Song Yan: "It is you who is sophistry."

    A Kang who was driving suddenly pressed the button After getting off the horn, Wen Li and Song Yan became quiet at the same time. At this time, Wen Wen carefully turned his head and said in a flattering tone: "Sister, Teacher Song, I have something I don't know if I should say it or not."

    Wen Li was speechless: "You want to say it . Just talk, don't talk if you don't talk."

    "Then I'll talk about it." Wen Wen took a deep breath and said without a pause, "Everyone is an adult when you're jealous, so just say I'm jealous, okay? And you still seem to be jealous of the same person, God, I'm dying of laughter, don't you think you're really naive?"

    After speaking, Wen Wen retracted his head in fear, swallowed his saliva and said weakly, "I'm done. , you two continue arguing."

    "..."

    "..."

    Seeing the colorful faces of Sister and Teacher Song through the rearview mirror, Wen Wen thought sadly that her career was probably coming to an end.