Wen Li's character is typical of being strong when she is strong, and soft when she is soft.
If you are cruel to her, she will be more fierce, if you are kind to her, even though she is reluctant, she will learn to respond.
When Song Yan was in high school, she was cold to her, so she didn't bother to get close to her, with an attitude of who cares about getting along with you, but in fact, she was still quite puzzled, she was not ugly, let alone their school, just look at her. Art high school, that is also one of the most beautiful women, even if she has a bad temper, she has never vented her anger on Song Yan, why does he hate herself so much
But it was limited to thinking about it in my heart, and I would never throw down my face and really ask him, with a face of "you don't talk to me, I'm too lazy to talk to you".
It's different now.
Song Yan is no longer that ice-faced senior, talking to her nicely, of course she can no longer put on airs.
And asked her if she could.
cut.
cannot!
Drink more hot water and dream less.
(￣へ￣)
These are all her usual oral addictions, and she said it 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 on the head, he asked, "Shall we go through the lines again?"
Seeing that he had already covered the last ambiguous topic and was about to start working, Wen Li couldn't hold back, and quickly grabbed his hand flipping the script, and said without any hesitation: "Yes! So hurry up and like it too." I!"
Her voice was crisp and her words were sonorous. In contrast to her rock-solid tone, Wen Li's subconscious blunt answer made Wen Li realize that she was not reserved, but the words had already been spoken, and there was no way to hide them, so she had to let go quickly. hands, eyes flickering, biting his lower lip tightly, his eyelashes constantly fluttering with an annoyed expression.
Song Yan stared at her blankly, and when he tasted her words and ate them together with her expression, he felt that this girl was really cute, every word and deed seemed to be deliberately scratching his heart.
He glanced at the camera in the training room, his voice hoarse, and he said discouragedly: "Foul you again."
Wen Li, who didn't look at him at first, turned her head when she heard this sentence: "Huh?"
As soon as she finished "ah", the door of the training room was opened, and several staff members with machines in their hands swaggered in.
"Hello, two teachers." The leading staff member said in a very respectful tone, "Did you disturb the rehearsal?"
Song Yan had been prepared for a long time, and was not surprised by the arrival of the staff. He shook his head and laughed: "No."
Wen Li almost forgot that he was in the training room before realizing that he was still working.
"… No."
It turns out that the private training is not two people training alone, there are still staff watching from the side.
"Is the microphone of the teachers OK?"
"OK, turn it off a little bit."
Wen Li quickly touched the switch and turned on the microphone.
Someone was staring at the side, and there was no way to think about the love of those children. Wen Li sorted out her emotions, and planned to talk to Song Yan alone after the recording of the show. Anyway, it's not too late. The main task is to quickly arrange the tricks.
But the atmosphere just now obviously made each other feel something.
Women chasing men, interlayer yarn.
Hey, men are so easy to chase.
In the past, he loved and ignored her, but now he is not fascinated by her charm.
Wen Li was in a good mood, and ran to the corner to recite his lines.
She and Song Yan had played against each other a few times because of variety shows before, but the effect of variety shows was greater than that of acting, so it was not difficult. This difference, she had to take it seriously.
Song Yan said that he could be regarded as Duan Hongxie, but Wen Licai was reluctant to yell at him over and over again before he had memorized the words, and planned to memorize the words by himself first.
Wen Li is obviously in a good mood here, but Song Yan is a little distracted. The staff thought that he was preparing two scripts by himself, and his mind was a little confused. They asked him with concern if he wanted to move one of the scripts to all the performances. One last shot.
Song Yan responded gently: "It's not about the script."
He looked at Wen Li, who was facing the corner with his lines.
In addition to her large lines, this scene also has high requirements for the emotional tension of the actors, so Wen Li is yelling at the corner.
The behavior looks a bit confusing, so it is said that actors with good acting skills are all acting 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 doubted her professionalism for the first time.
"You haven't finished memorizing yet?" Wen Li looked disbelieving, "Are you regressing or am I improving?"
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 off. She purposely sat down next to him, sat next to him, and was willing to help others while sticking to him in the name of a guide. It's so cool.
"Where is the sentence stuck? May I help you follow it?"
"..."
Some actors are good at acting because they have rich life experiences, so they can empathize with the characters. It is not so much acting, it is better to use their own body to tell stories to the audience, and Wen Li is heartless and slow to emotions. The actor Jane, who is thick and thick, and whose acting skills are all supported by talent, is really rare.
She could get out of it so quickly and only think about the drama, Song Yan couldn't do it.
Now it was as if he was being hung on a steel wire by Wen Li, he couldn't get up or down, and was scratched by her from time to time, feeling restless but helpless.
Wen Li was probably born to overcome him, both when he was young and when he grew up.
Can't afford to provoke or hide
Song Yan got up: "I'll go to the next door to see my junior brother first."
Wen Li was a little disappointed, but she couldn't bully him, after all, Ning Junxuan was still waiting for his senior brother next door.
And as a senior who debuted for many years, she couldn't compete with a newcomer for a partner.
"Oh, you go." Wen Li paused, remembering the scene he had played against Ning Junxuan for several hours yesterday, and he probably understood the acting style of this junior, so he wanted to let Song Yan get acquainted with it 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 movements are more restrained, and he is not easy to let go. You can remind him about this aspect when the time comes, remember the tone Be nicer…”
Before Wen Li finished speaking, Song Yan said lightly: "Strict teachers produce outstanding students."
"Huh?" Wen Li nodded, "That's true, but..."
Song Yan interrupted again, smiled and said, "I'll figure it out, don't worry about caring about others, and concentrate on preparing for your own performance."
Wen Li also felt that she was a little meddling, and she might not be able to act well by herself, so she worried about what others were doing.
"Okay." She pursed her lips and said as generously as possible, "I can do it by myself, don't worry about me, and concentrate on teaching your junior."
Song Yan hummed, with a flat tone: "Yes."
After the people left, there were only Wen Li and a group of staff in the huge training room. After a few seconds of embarrassment, Wen Li calmed down and continued to go to the corner to recite his lines.
Song Yan is here, she is very motivated, and she recited the old man's lines in a short time, even faster than him. Now that Song Yan is looking for his junior brother, she can't get up to the corner. .
Wen Li couldn't help thinking, it's really strange, when she was acting in the past, there was no Song Yan by her side, how did she persist.
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When he arrived at Ning Junxuan's side, Song Yan's condition obviously improved a lot.
This is a hand-to-hand combat scene, and Ning Junxuan doesn't have much camera experience. He makes mistakes that rookie actors often make, that is, when acting, in addition to the lines in the script, there are actions and micro-expressions that are not marked in the script. I don't know how to deal with it, and I don't know where to put my hands and feet when fighting.
Fortunately, Song Yan has rich experience in this area and gave him a lot of guidance.
His fighting scenes are actually practiced under several great directors Yu Weiguang. Whether it is the bare fist fighting in the modern background or the sword light and sword shadow in the ancient background, the movements of raising hands and splitting legs are both powerful and beautiful, and they are crisp and neat. Very beautiful 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 them bottles of water respectively.
Because of the fight just now, Ning Junxuan felt that even the way Song Yan looked up to drink water was so masculine.
Song Yan felt the gaze from his junior brother, turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I just suddenly understood why you, senior brother, do more action scenes." Ning Junxuan was not embarrassed when he was caught peeking, and smiled generously, "It's so handsome, that action, I was almost dumbfounded just now .”
Song Yan raised his eyebrows, and then smiled: "Then yesterday, you were right with Mr. Wen's literary play, how can you be dumbfounded?"
"... huh?" Ning Junxuan said honestly, "That's because when Mr. Wen Li played with me yesterday, the way he looked at me was really..."
He suddenly realized something, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "No, no, I didn't just stare blankly, I was conquered by Teacher Wen Li's acting skills!"
Song Yan smiled and nodded: "That's it," then put down the water, "Ms. Wen is alone, shall we rehearse quickly?"
Ning Junxuan, whose arms were still sore, stood up and replied loudly: "Okay!"
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When Wen Li came to visit, Song Yan and Ning Junxuan were fighting on the ground.
She froze for a moment, and first thought narcissistically, "It wasn't because of me." Then she looked around at a group of staff who were watching the fun without fighting, and realized that this was a counterplay.
This narcissistic problem of myself really needs to be corrected.
When Ning Junxuan saw Wen Li coming, he immediately got out of his emotions, lay on the ground and greeted people: "Mr. Wen, are you here?"
You can't say that you miss Song Yan, Wen Li nodded: "Well, come and see how you are doing."
"Then let's do it all over again." Ning Junxuan turned his head and asked Song Yan, "Brother, can you?"
Song Yan: "Yes."
Wen Li is right. Ning Junxuan is a talented rookie. As long as someone reminds him, he will understand the play very quickly.
Watching the two play against each other, Wen Li first looked at Ning Junxuan. He is Song Yan's younger brother, and his appearance is also the same type as Song Yan, but he is younger than Song Yan, full of vitality, and full of vigor.
Wen Li somehow thought of Song Yan from before.
Although Song Yan had a cold face at that time, he was still a normal high school student with a full sense of youth on the whole.
Once Wen Li went to their school to look for Bo Sen, and it happened that Bo Sen's class was playing a friendly basketball match with the class next door, and Wen Li also joined in the fun to watch.
Among those who played basketball, Bo Sen and Song Yan stood out the most.
Song Yan is an obedient student who concentrates on studying and seldom participates in outdoor activities, so his skin is paler than other boys.
He scored a three-pointer and high-fived with his teammates. Wen Li smiled when he saw him in the sun.
It turns out that this person can laugh too.
Wen Li thought to herself, he always looked at her with a straight face, and she thought Song Yan was really facial paralyzed.
It turned out that it was just treating her differently and not smiling at her.
On the basketball court, many girls were waiting beside with mineral water. A few friends of Bo Sen saw her coming, which made her feel a little bit of a sense of crisis. Don’t be snatched away by other girls. Water, Wen Li was so annoyed that she reluctantly went to the small supermarket to buy water for Bo Sen.
When it was time to pay, she suddenly thought, just buy water for Bo Sen alone, if that narcissist of Bo Sen thinks she likes him, wouldn't it be even more impossible to cancel the engagement.
She bought several bottles of water in one go, and each of Person and his teammates got a share.
Sure enough, when Wen Li handed everyone the water, the other boys were overwhelmed with flattery, and said to Bo Sen with a smile on their faces, "Brother Sen, don't be jealous, your fiancée gave us only favor water."
Bo Sen rolled his eyes, he didn't care about it at all, and said to Wen Li casually, you girl is quite fraternal.
Wen Li didn't bother to talk to him, and handed the last bottle of water to Song Yan.
Song Yan didn't smile like the others. He accidentally touched her hand when receiving water, his fingertips trembled, and the bottle of water fell to the ground.
Wen Li was taken aback, but he quickly picked up the water and thanked her in a low voice.
After the whole match, Song Yan's head was covered with sweat, his cheeks were flushed with heat, 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 obsessed with cleanliness, and she didn't want to drink the water when it fell on the floor, and she complained that a guy like him was as troublesome as some girls in her class.
But Bo Sen told her that Song Yan was not obsessed with 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 just hated her, and would rather die of thirst than drink the water she bought for him.
Eighteen-year-old Song Yan is full of youthfulness, tall and handsome, but hates Wen Li.
Wen Li withdrew her thoughts, suddenly she was so proud that she didn't want to recall Song Yan in her youth at all.
It's still Song Yanhao now, a mature gentleman, 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 moment, and there were not so many taboos in contact between men. Hands touched hands and feet. hit.
In order to prevent Ning Junxuan from struggling, Song Yan put his knee on Ning Junxuan's thigh and pinched his chin with his hands. Because of the effort, the back of his white hand showed blue veins. Wen Li looked at the scene, looked at Song Yan frowned, and spoke to Ning Junxuan in a low and menacing voice, thinking in a crooked way for no reason.
Song Yan also pressed 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 and he was tired during the day, and fell asleep at night, and had no intention of thinking about anything else, let alone doing anything.
In this scene, she looked at Ning Junxuan and put herself into it, and suddenly she felt a little jealous of him.
Thinking of this in her heart, Wen Li became irritable, stood up hurriedly, and took a deep breath.
Just when 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 in mind the whole time, didn't pay attention to watching the play at all, dodged her eyes and nodded indiscriminately: "It's good, I'll go back first, and I'll review the lines after I go back."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left.
Ning Junxuan looked at Wen Li's almost running away, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with Teacher Wen Li?"
From the beginning to the end, Wen Li had been staring at Ning Junxuan all the time, but when Ning Junxuan asked her, she didn't even dare to look, turned around and ran away.
Song Yan tensed his jaw and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know."
Ning Junxuan noticed that something was wrong with Song Yan again, and thought to himself, could it be that he acted too badly just now? Are these two unhappy
He was discouraged all of a sudden, thinking gloomily whether he was really not suitable for this bowl of rice, whether he should change careers and sign with MSN to become an Internet celebrity.
After a few scenes with Song Yan, Ning Junxuan not only himself, but even his brother seemed to be thinking about something and was not in the mood.
It was like this until the rehearsal ended at night, 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 program group, which meant that they didn't want to record the show tonight, but just wanted to rest in their private space. No one else, no camera, only their respective assistants Wen Wen and A Kang.
The two assistants both know the situation of their artistes, and logically speaking, if they want to say something, there is no 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, A-kang shook his head and looked at Wenwen again.
What's wrong 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 cell phone. It was a voice from Ning Junxuan.
He clicked on it, and the voice was played directly.
"Senior brother, I don't think I understand the emotion of a certain line correctly. Have you rested yet? Can you take a look for me?"
Wen Li also opened her eyes, and asked with the corners of her lips, "Your junior brother is still rehearsing the play, why don't you stay there to accompany him? That's how Teacher Song is a senior brother?"
Song Yan asked back: "Are you worrying about Junior Brother like this?"
Wen Li curled her lips: "No, I just think that you are in a good state when rehearsing with him. It is much more natural than when rehearsing with me. You can't even memorize the lines when rehearsing with me."
They also pressed people to the ground, and their noses were almost close together.
"Aren't you worried 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 acting and got so close to him, what does it mean that he lost his mind on the lines!"
Song Yan's tone was calm: "Why am I distracted, Mr. Wen, you have to bear a lot of responsibility."
Wen Li was inexplicable: "I'm telling you about your junior brother, why are you rambling about to shift the focus?"
"I'm also talking to you about my junior brother. It's you who is rambling about and shifting the focus."
"Okay, if you say I'm shifting the focus, I'll tell you the key point." Wen Li took a deep breath, and no matter what face was lost, she articulated a lot, complaining every word, " The point is that you treat your junior brother better than me, and you treat him differently."
"I treat you differently?" Song Yan glanced at her, and counter-accused calmly, "Who is it that treats me and my junior brother differently?"
Wen Li: "You are sophistry!"
Song Yan: "You are the one who argues sophistry."
A Kang, who was driving, suddenly honked the horn, and Wen Li and Song Yan fell silent at the same time. At this time, Wenwen turned his head cautiously, and said flatteringly, "Sister, Teacher Song, I don't know if I should say something or not."
Wen Li was speechless: "Speak if you want to speak, and don't speak if you don't speak."
"Then let me talk about it." Wenwen took a deep breath, and said without a single pause, "Everyone is an adult and jealous, so just say I'm jealous, can't you just say I'm jealous? I'm dying laughing, don't you think you guys are really naive?"
After finishing speaking, Wenwen retracted her head in fear, swallowed her saliva and said softly, "I'm done talking, you two continue to argue."
"..."
"..."
Seeing the colorful faces of sister and Teacher Song through the rearview mirror, Wenwen thought sadly that her career was probably coming to an end.