After quickly writing it down in her notebook, Xia Yitong turned around and a person bumped into her head. Xia Yitong dodged before the person touched her, but she didn't expect the person to stop in front of her.
"Teacher Xia," Cen Xi said, "Can I ask you something?"
"Okay, go ahead and ask."
Cen Xi said: "It's okay..."
Xia Yitong: “…” It’s okay, are you teasing me
Cen Xi: "It's about acting."
Xia Yitong stared at her mouth and thought: When will you be able to finish what you are saying
Cen Xi told her about her grasp of the role. This role was different from her previous one, Ding Baizhi. Ding Baizhi was a taciturn female knight, but her appearance added a lot of points. This one was a bit like Wang Yuyan in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, a lady from a noble family. She was too "tough" and always felt that she didn't perform well.
In a private conversation with Qin Hanlin, Qin Hanlin also told Xia Yitong that Cen Xi's performance in the audition was okay, and it was also okay in the formal filming. He was humble, motivated and eager to learn. He was a good actor, but just okay, and did not surprise him.
Cen Xi herself realized that she had reached a bottleneck. She was particularly distressed these days and wanted to ask Xia Yitong, but Xia Yitong was busy running around the set and didn't want to trouble her. Now she finally plucked up the courage to ask her.
Someone actually asked me how to act?! After hearing this question, Xia Yitong felt a little vain and ecstatic, thinking that she was almost a big shot. Then she felt guilty, thinking that she was a half-baked person herself, how could she teach others
Cenxi’s idol filter is too heavy.
Xia Yitong didn't dare to say anything else, but on this set, every actor she picked up was a skilled actor. Before she could refuse, Cen Xi said, "I've asked other people, but you and I have more scenes together, so I want to ask you what you think."
So that's how it is. Thinking of this way, Xia Yitong's psychological burden was lightened a lot. Then she would just add to the suggestions provided by others, and it wouldn't matter if she made mistakes due to her lack of experience.
Xia Yitong: "I don't know how to put it, but I've played similar roles before, so let me tell you how I felt at the time. Don't use too many external expressions to express your character, especially for a gentle and quiet lady from a noble family. She has a very calm personality. If you overact, she will appear exaggerated. This is not a comedy, right? The most important thing is to immerse yourself in the role..."
Cen Xi wrote it down in a small notebook. She actually had a small notebook too, but she was wearing a down jacket, the notebook style was different from hers, and the pen was also different.
Xia Yitong concluded her speech: "I suggest you watch Lu Yin in xxx... The actress's role is gentle yet strong, and her performance is very attractive."
Cen Xi's eyebrows moved slightly, and he continued writing. He lowered his head and asked casually, "Does Teacher Xia often watch Queen Lu's performances?"
"Yes, I watch it often. Oh, but not just her performances, there are also performances by many veteran actors." Xia Yitong got a little excited when she talked about Lu Yinbing, but she calmed down halfway. She was so focused that she didn't notice that Cen Xi suddenly stopped stuttering when she said this.
Cen Xi: "I'll go back and watch it."
Xia Yitong: "Okay."
Cen Xi put away the notebook, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. Xia Yitong asked, "Anything else?"
Cen Xi: "Can I ask you something private? Are we friends?"
Xia Yitong: "Yes, go ahead and ask. I will answer if it is convenient for me."
Cen Xi asked: "Then I asked, ha. Do you and Lu Ying have a good relationship in private?"
Xia Yitong nodded and said seriously, "Sisters have deep love."
Ever since she heard this kind of talk last time, Xia Yitong has had an inexplicable feeling towards this word.
Cen Xi looked down at her feet and asked in a low voice: "It's not that kind of relationship, right?"
Xia Yitong smiled, a very kind smile, a kind smile that concealed murderous intent: "Which one?"
"That's right," Cen Xi said, "a couple, that kind of relationship."
Xia Yitong continued to smile: "A pair of good sisters, is there any problem?"
Cen Xi was startled and shook his head frantically: "No, no."
Xia Yitong felt her face gradually sinking, and heard herself asking Cen Xi: "Who told you this?"
Cen Xi shook his head like a rattle: "I didn't hear anyone say it. I guessed it."
Xia Yitong moved his lips twice, said nothing more, and left.
Cen Xi's words stirred up a lot of waves in her heart. Did she guess? How did she guess? Did she accidentally reveal her true identity? When was it? Wasn't she very cautious? She even rarely met Lu Yinbing, although there were more objective reasons and they had to stay apart.
"Hi!"
There was a heavy blow on the shoulder, and Xia Yitong was so frightened that she shuddered and threw her arm back, steady, accurate and ruthless. If her master was there, he would definitely praise her with a loud "good job"! Before she could get her arm, she saw Lai Ying's face distorted with fear.
Xia Yitong: “!!!”
He had not yet mastered the skill and was unable to stop in time, so he knocked the opponent back a step.
Laiying covered his chest and coughed twice, then sat next to her, "You... cough cough cough... murdered your own sister?"
"..." Xia Yitong, who had just used the term "sisterly love", felt that calling herself "sister" was not so appropriate.
Laiying: "Mani? You are in a trance. I told you to do that but you hit me."
Xia Yitong: "Just yell if you want to, why are you patting my shoulder?"
Laiying was furious: "What's wrong with patting your shoulder? Can't I pat you? How many years have we been friends, and how many years have Lu Yinbing been friends with you, and you haven't—wuwuwuwu!"
The first time is new, the second time is familiar. Xia Yitong quickly covered Laiying's mouth again.
Laiying: "Mmmmm!" (Let me go)
Xia Yitong whispered in her ear: "Don't mention Lu Yinbing."
Laiying looked at her: "Mmmmm." (Got it)
Xia Yitong let her go, Laiying rubbed both sides of his cheeks, and said in a low voice: "Isn't she your boss? What's wrong with mentioning it? There's no need to be so sensitive, it will make people feel like there's something wrong."
"What if someone still finds this strange?"
"ah?"
Xia Yitong repeated what Cen Xi had asked her just now. Laiying was just as puzzled as she was: "That shouldn't be the case. Not to mention that you two hardly ever go out. Even if you do go out, you cover yourself up tightly and don't do anything out of the ordinary. She's not a paparazzi, so there's no reason why she has a better sense of smell than a paparazzi, right?"
"I think so, too."
"Could it be..." Laiying suddenly thought of a possibility, "Who did you hear it from?"
"..." Xia Yitong said, "I have a candidate in mind."
"who?"
Xia Yitong narrowed her eyes slowly: "I'll call and ask when I get home tonight."
Qin Mu felt that she was more wronged than Dou E. She had a good character and good drinking habits, and was dedicated in everything she did. If anyone said that she was talking nonsense about such an important matter, she would despise herself to death.
Xia Yitong coaxed Qin Mu in many ways before he hummed and said he was not angry anymore and hung up the phone.
If it’s not Qin Mu, who else could it be
She silently checked the people who knew the inside story. She could count them with two hands. No, if she counted Lu Yinbing's uncles, she had to add her toes. But she felt that it was very unlikely that it would leak out from them. There were also Shang Youxuan and Mr. Qiao. They were not the kind of people who liked gossip and told others about it, and they would not have any intersection with Cen Xi. Qin Hanlin and Zhan Tan? It was harder to get something out of the two old foxes than to pry open the mouth of a shell.
What if you overheard them talking about it
Or, no one
Is it a paparazzi? If the paparazzi had information, they would have waited until now. If they didn't expose it, they would have sent it to the studio in exchange for a huge reward.
Just baseless guesses
This matter was like a thorn in her heart, which would come out from time to time to prick her, and she couldn't sleep well for two days. It's not that she didn't think about asking Cen Xi what the basis was, but that would be tantamount to confessing. It's important to be on guard against others. After the incident with Dong Yafei, it was difficult for her to trust a new friend wholeheartedly, even if that person seemed reliable.
When she spoke to Lu Yinbing the next time, Lu Yinbing's words temporarily relieved her anxiety: "No matter what the possibility is, you, a little fan, don't seem like the kind of person who would take the initiative to expose it to the media. Even if she did, it can't be any real information, right? Just refuse to admit it, that's how it works in the circle. At worst, there's still Xue Yao, just throw this kind of thing to her, why do you worry about it, filming is your main job."
Although this blame-shifting seemed a little unethical, it still made a lot of sense. Xia Yitong felt much better after she sent a WeChat message to Xue Yao asking her to check it out.
Lu Yinbing said: "When I'm not around, if you encounter any problems, just consult Xue Yao, don't be embarrassed."
Xia Yitong said: "I'm not embarrassed."
Lu Yinbing asked: "Then what are you?"
Xia Yitong was silent for a while and said, "...I forgot."
"You just remember me, right?" Lu Yinbing took the opportunity to tease.
"Yeah." She answered without hesitation.
"That is to say, every time we are in a different place, you become particularly open. As soon as you see me, you fold your leaves together, and I have to push them away with all my strength." Lu Yinbing clicked his tongue.
"Aren't all mimosas like this? They will shrink only when you touch them. It's okay if you make a long-distance phone call to them." Xia Yitong explained proudly.
"Is it really okay?" Lu Yinbing laughed softly, "Do you want me to prove it to you?"
"..." She didn't answer. Xia Yitong swore that she heard another suggestive meaning from Lu Yinbing's words. She stuttered, "No, I don't think so."
Lu Yinbing snorted happily and said, "It's too late to refuse now. Go take a shower and bring your phone, no, your tablet."
After taking a shower for an hour and a half, Xia Yitong felt weak in the waist and legs when she came out. She lay on her back on the bed and saw a message from Lu Yinbing on WeChat - it turned out that the leaves of the mimosa can be closed and opened by remote control.
Xia Yitong pulled the quilt up, rolled around in it for a few weeks, and replied—[Smile]
Lu Yinbing sent a few more dirty words that made people's ears burn, said good night, climbed out of the bathtub, took another shower, and walked out naked. Her slender limbs were shining warmly in the light. As the bathrobe was tied, everything returned to the appearance of a high-class flower. Looking in the mirror, Lu Yinbing felt that when he was alone, he was still worthy of the title of high-class flower. Facing the mirror, he raised his eyebrows coldly, and it was half of the old Hong Kong movie of spring light. It was a pity that he couldn't take a picture and send it to Xia Yitong.
She sat in front of the computer in her study and wrote a weekly diary. Of course, she didn't write about what she did every day, but her notes on her experience during the week, the inspiration she got from the performance, and the insights she sometimes got from being in a role. She recorded all of them in writing so that she could organize them into a document and refer to them later.
After finishing, she looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer and saw that three hours had passed. She wrote a total of 10,000 words in the weekly diary. As usual, she added a few words at the end, such as "I love you", "I miss you", "You are so pretty", etc., specifically for Xia Yitong. After finishing all this, she uploaded the word to her mailbox and sent it to Xia Yitong's mailbox at 8 o'clock in the morning.
On the one hand, it provided Xia Yitong with a shortcut, and on the other hand, it was also an alternative way to communicate feelings. Lu Yinbing admired himself very much for being able to think of this method, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously. He stood up and stretched his waist, and went back to his room to sleep. The night without singing and sleeping pills made people feel extremely comfortable, and he slept until noon.
After waking up and turning off the airplane mode on her phone, WeChat messages started pouring in. She first clicked on Xia Yitong's "Good morning", then Xue Yao's, and the screenwriter of "Adoptive Mother", a whole screen of small numbers. The most common one was a person with a "17" in the upper right corner of his profile picture, more than the "10" of the screenwriter. Those who dared to send such messages were usually either close friends who had important matters to discuss with her or sisters at home, Liu Cheng.
Lu Yinbing scrolled up for a long time, and as soon as he saw the first line, he became alert and sat up from the quilt.
Orange—Cousin Liang and the story she has to tell.
As expected of the 480th Jinyiwei, it has only been three weeks and they have figured out the whole story. According to Liu Cheng, Liang Shuyao has a suitor, whose surname is Luo, but whose real name is unknown, and everyone calls him Xiao Luo. This suitor is studying in the UK and just graduated this year. It is said that he fell in love with Liang Shuyao at first sight when he was in China, and has been chasing her like crazy ever since then. As the saying goes, a good woman is afraid of a clinging man, Liang Shuyao would avoid her when she saw her, but fortunately, she still has her studies to do, so she is not that difficult to deal with.
What did they do? Lu Yinbing couldn't help but sigh twice. She thought that stripping naked and getting under someone's quilt to seduce someone was only seen in novels, but she didn't expect that it happened in reality. It happened more than once. Liang Shuyao threw her out of the door with her clothes on. She followed her out secretly because she was afraid that something would happen to her. Because of her hard-mouthed but soft-hearted character, the woman didn't give up completely. Lu Yinbing guessed that this might be something Liang Shuyao accidentally let slip, and Liucheng exaggerated it and added some details to make it a complete story.
The woman did not return to China after graduation, but followed Liang Shuyao, pretending to be sick, crying, and using other tricks to torture herself. No one knew how far she went, but Liang Shuyao was still being harassed by her, and she was in a state of chaos and misery abroad.
Finally, Liucheng said: I don’t feel like your tone is miserable, it seems like you are enjoying it. I will go abroad to see it myself next month.
After listening to Liu Cheng's report, Lu Yinbing decided to find a time to ask her. Although their relationship was awkward, she thought it was necessary to confirm Liang Shuyao's thoughts on this matter. She would wait until Liu Cheng went abroad.
She simply washed up, went to the garage with her face bare and drove.
There is only one month left before the experience of life in the mental hospital ends. When the days begin to count down, they seem especially short. The sun in front of the window rises and sets, and before I know it, it’s the first 10.
The little girl in bed number two is very talented in drawing. Perhaps God opens a window for her when he closes a door. She can draw the world in her hallucination with a brush. The doctor provides appropriate psychological counseling by looking at her paintings. Lu Yinbing always takes her with her when drawing. She pays attention to bed number three out of the corner of her eye. Bed number three sometimes looks in their direction. In view of her previous suicidal behavior, Lu Yinbing doesn't dare to give her a pen, a weapon. What if she wakes up at night and uses the pen to commit suicide
But once, Lu Yinbing tried to ask: "Do you want to paint too?"
What responded to her was a shrill scream, which alarmed the other patients in the ward. She covered the little girl's ears with her hands, but the little girl opened her hands and showed her a long-lost cold smile again. One was not only a good example, but also a bad example for the other. Lu Yinbing never dared to take the initiative to communicate with her again.
There is no way to communicate.
Because she was about to be discharged, she was still very concerned about the few people here. The doctor shook his head and said that the patient in bed number 3 was very stubborn and refused to communicate with the outside world. It was unlikely that she would be cured and she would probably have to stay in the hospital for the rest of her life. The little girl was in the best condition and was young. With six months of medication and psychological treatment, she was very likely to recover. The patient who thought he was a mushroom had repeated symptoms and the doctor said he needed to continue to observe.
"Where's the old lady who used to live in bed number five? She's been taken away." Lu Yinbing always remembered what she looked like that day.
The doctor sighed and said, "He passed away."
“Yes…” Lu Yinbing asked with his eyes.
"She died of old age," the doctor said. "She has been taken home by her family and should have been buried."
Lu Yinbing sighed: "Is it a happy funeral?"
The doctor said, "Yes, I'm lucky."
Lu Yinbing left the doctor's office and went back to the room to say goodbye to the little girl. She asked the nurse if she could apply for a pen and paper for the little girl. The nurse agreed, so the little girl spent a day painting a picture of a man wearing a crown, a black robe and a sword. Lu Yinbing opened her eyes wide and looked at the painting in shock, speechless.
The little girl tilted her face up, with a dimple on her cheek and sparkling eyes. She held her hand with her little hand, which was as soft as candy. She said in a very soft voice, "I have seen you, and I like you."
Lu Yinbing was speechless. She didn't expect that the only person in this ward who recognized her true identity was this little girl.
In early April, Lu Yinbing drove away from this place for the last time and never returned.