During breakfast, since Lin Yue and Yao Xiao were both present, Ji Youyan was worried that he would directly ask Jingxiu about ibuprofen. In case of dysmenorrhea, Jingxiu would be embarrassed because of his thin skin, so he thoughtfully did not ask.
After breakfast, both of them will go to the film and television center to prepare for the recording of the program. This time, Lin Yue didn't have a stomachache, and it wasn't snowing outside. Ji Youyan shyly rubbed the car with a straight face: "Mr. Jing, can I take a car with you?"
Before Jingxiu could answer, Lin Yue asked subconsciously, "Sister Ji, what about me?" After asking, she came to her senses, regretting that it was too late.
"..." Yao Xiao smiled.
Ji Youyan turned his head to look at Lin Yue mechanically, and said with a smile: "Yueyue, don't you want to go to the bank first in the morning?" Pi Xiaorou did not smile.
Lin Yue swallowed and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, I have to go to the bank first, and I will go to you after I go there." She put her hands together and asked Jingxiu to say, "Mr. Jing, we are Jiji. Teacher, can I ask you to go along with me?"
Jingxiu was amused when she saw them singing together. She deliberately wiped her hands with a wet towel, and was so silent that Ji Youyan and Lin Yue were about to back off, then she got up and said, "Let's go then." When she turned around, she glanced at Yao Xiao.
Yao Xiao said with eyesight: "I'll make a phone call, sit down in an elevator, and go down. Teacher Jing, please go first."
Ji Yuyan was overjoyed. She snorted Lin Yue's head baldly, and whispered, "Go over by yourself and be careful." She quickly followed.
In the elevator, Ji Youyan and Jingxiu stood symmetrically on the left and right, and neither of them spoke. Ji Youyan wondered if he could directly ask Jingxiu about ibuprofen, but Jingxiu spoke first.
"Xiaoxiao told me that you asked her mysteriously in the morning, when is my period." Her tone was calm, as if Ji Youyan asked how much a pound of Chinese cabbage was in the morning.
"Why are you asking this?" She tilted her head to look at Ji Yuyan with a hint of scrutiny.
Ji Youyan was caught off guard, his face flushed red. This Yao Xiao, why does he say anything! And it's nonsense, what's mysterious, it's clearly worried, okay
Does Axiu's eyes look crooked? !
Ji Youyan scolded Yao Xiao in her heart, and quickly explained embarrassingly: "I was a little worried when I saw your bedside ibuprofen in the morning." After speaking, she simply asked Jingxiu frankly: "Axiu, you Did you take painkillers yesterday?"
Jingxiu was obviously stunned for a moment, but did not immediately answer Ji Youyan.
Ji Yuyan's heart sank inexplicably. Jingxiu's reaction must not seem to be dysmenorrhea.
"Yeah... a headache? Or does it hurt somewhere?" She stared at Jingxiu and asked tentatively.
Jingxiu turned his face away, looked at the slit in the center of the elevator, and said perfunctorily, "Well, it's a bit of a headache."
Ji Youyan frowned and asked suspiciously, "A little bit?" It's just a little bit, will Jingxiu choose to take medicine
Jingxiu's red lips moved, and the five fingers in his pockets clenched into fists. Two seconds later, she recovered her emotions, turned back to meet Ji Youyan's eyes, and said lightly, "A little neuralgia. It may be the sequelae of a previous fall. It hurts from time to time in cold weather."
There is reason and evidence, Ji Youyan believes it. Her heart clenched, and the circles of her eyes suddenly turned red. People like Axiu who are afraid of taking medicine would rather take medicine to relieve pain, how painful it must be.
She thought of the bloodless Jingxiu she had seen in the ward that year, and of her forehead, elbow, and the scarlet blood vaguely seeping wounds everywhere, and her heart was cut like a knife. At that time, Jingxiu should have endured what kind of pain to call his own phone, and what kind of pain was waiting for him, and finally he was disappointed and hopeless...
Tears welled up in Ji Yuyan's eyes.
Jingxiu frowned. She sighed in her heart, took a handkerchief from her pocket, handed it to Ji Youyan, and said softly, "It will freeze when the wind blows."
ah? What ice
Ji Youyan was sad, took the handkerchief, reacted to what Jingxiu had said, and was suddenly stabbed to laugh and couldn't cry.
"Thank you." She wiped her tears with a handkerchief and added sullenly, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?" Jingxiu asked indifferently. As if thinking of something, without waiting for Ji Youyan to answer, she told Ji Youyan: "Yanyan..."
"Huh?" Suddenly being called by his nickname, Ji Youyan jumped up and his eyes were burning.
"Some things have nothing to do with you. The choices I make are my own problems." The corners of Jingxiu's lips showed a shallow arc.
Ji Youyan only thought that Jingxiu was comforting herself, and the fact that she was injured while filming had nothing to do with herself.
She looked at Jingxiu's short-lived smile, and her heart was fascinated, she wanted to reach out to help Jingxiu's hair, express her sincerity.
However, the elevator arrived at the floor in a very disgraceful manner, and with a ding dong, it opened...
"Let's go, go out and wait." Jingxiu raised his chin towards the lobby and returned to his cold normal state.
Ji Youyan retracted his raised hand silently, brushed his hair, and said embarrassedly, "Okay." As he spoke, he walked out.
Jingxiu walked behind her with a hint of tenderness in her eyes. She didn't expect Ji Yuyan to really understand what she was talking about.
Yao Xiao hadn't gotten down yet, but the car had already arrived. Ji Youyan and Jingxiu simply sat in the car and waited. After a while, Yao Xiao also came down, and the three of them set off for the film and television center.
When they arrived at the film and television center, Ji Youyan and Jingxiu went to their respective dressing rooms to make up, and then they were busy familiarizing themselves with the script, discussing the process, and having a small meeting. After eating lunch early, the show began to officially record.
In this phase of the competition, the flight instructor is the second-generation director Xiao Die. Xiao Die has talent, but in terms of personality, his reputation in the circle is not very good. Ji Youyan had no contact with this person, but he was very impressed. Because when the same-sex civil union bill was proposed, this director held high the banner of opposition, and fought several arenas with director Jiang Shupei, Jingxiu and other supporting celebrities.
Yesterday, Xiao Die's reception banquet, Jingxiu excused himself and did not attend. Xiao Die called several wine escorts in in public and moved in, Ji You said like sitting on pins and needles, secretly glad that Jingxiu didn't come.
The two met today, Xiao Die smiled neither yin nor yang, but Jingxiu ignored it.
Due to the small number of people after the elimination, the program improved the competition system, added the part of improvisation, and made up for the duration of the program.
In the impromptu performance segment, Gu Zinan, a student led by Ji Youyan and the seed player who has always been optimistic about winning the championship, did not enter the state at all, and his performance was not satisfactory.
Other mentors, including Xiao Die, blamed it on her being nervous and not letting go. Jingxiu was always sharp, he buckled the pen, and poked the key point: "Zi Nan, I think you are not nervous, but lazy."
"From the first issue to now, frankly, I haven't seen your progress."
Gu Zinan's face turned white at first, then blushed, and he hesitated to speak.
"Do you feel unconvinced?" Jingxiu asked gently.
Gu Zinan bit his lip and said nothing.
Jingxiu sighed and said, "You rely too much on your skills. Your performances are really eye-catching at the beginning, but after watching a few episodes, you will find that everything you perform is the same. Because, you It's the technique of shaping, not the technique of sculpting, in the performance."
Liang Zhen, Su Lihang, and Ji Youyan originally felt that Jingxiu's words were too serious, but when they heard Jingxiu's words, they were overwhelmed. They all felt that something was wrong with Gu Zinan's acting, but they couldn't describe it at once!
Gu Zinan looked at the dark camera under the stage and was in a state of confusion. If such a comment is broadcast, will her popularity drop again and again
"But isn't this my personal style of performance?" Gu Zinan calmed down and asked rhetorically.
Jingxiu moved his finger holding the pen, and wanted Ji Youyan to answer, but considering Ji Youyan's soft-heartedness, she would not be embarrassed. She threw the hot potato to Liang Zhen and said, "Mr. Liang, what do you think?"
When Liang Zhen was in need of this kind of performance, he happily answered: "What is acting style?" He smiled and said, "I personally think that acting does not need style. You can act like what you want, and don't let people play. That's it."
Gu Zinan looked at Ji Youyan with pleading eyes, Ji Youyan wanted to comfort Gu Zinan, but he didn't make a difference. This is a normal comment, and she thinks that Jingxiu and Liang Zhen are right. To comfort, she can only wait for the show to comfort.
Xiao Die suddenly sang the opposite tone: "I think most actors have their own performance styles, so they appear. Some plays seem to be tailor-made for a certain actor. Actors and roles are two-way choice."
Gu Zinan is like being granted amnesty.
Xiao Die laughed and said, "Of course, it's not ruled out that talented actors like our teacher Jing can act like anything."
This sentence has a bit of a slap in the face. Ji Youyan reached for the microphone to refute, but as soon as his hand touched the microphone, Jingxiu calmly pressed her on her wrist to stop her.
She didn't want to involve Ji Yuyan.
Ji Youyan moved away gently, still raised the microphone and said, "Director Xiao, Teacher Jing, and Teacher Liang all make sense. But right... I think to call a style, you must first have a style of your own?"
No one refuted, and waited for her next sentence.
"Mr. Jing, do you think you are on your own?" Ji Youyan asked.
Jingxiu stared deeply at Ji Youyan and shook his head.
Ji Youyan asked Liang Zhen and Su Lihang again. Jingxiu even said that she was gone, and the two of them just wanted to exaggerate their worth and say yes, so they both shook their heads.
So Ji Youyan asked Gu Zinan seriously: "Do you think you have Zinan?"
The tutors all said that they didn't have something, and Gu Zinan didn't dare to say that they had it. She admitted her mistake sullenly: "I didn't. I know. Thank you teachers for your comments and guidance. I will reflect on it."
Ji Youyan eased his face a little and nodded to her as a sign of encouragement. Then, she turned her head and asked Xiao Die: "So it's not so much that you have your own performance style, it's better to have your own performance style. There is no good or bad style, but there is a difference in style. What do you think, Director Xiao? ?"
Xiao Die touched his chin, his face gloomy. After a long while, he said with a half-smile, "Mr. Ji is right, we have the opportunity to discuss it in private."
Ji Youyan pretended not to see his displeasure, and smiled brightly.
The recording of the program is over, and night has completely fallen. Chen Desheng informed Jingxiu that she could go back to dinner later, so that she could go to the lounge to rest for a while, and he would have to record a few more scenes later.
Jingxiu did not suspect him and agreed. Several mentors walked all the way to their respective lounges. Jingxiu was about to push open the door of his own lounge, paused for two seconds, then turned back and pushed open the door of Ji Youyan's lounge.
In the lounge, the lights flickered and the tall figure caught his eye, making Jingxiu's heart skip a beat.