Quickly jot it down on the small notebook. Xia Yitong turned around and bumped into a man with a head covered and blindfolded. Xia Yitong dodged before she touched herself, and stopped when she didn't expect the other party to come to her. .

"Xia, teacher." Cen Xi said, "may I ask you something?"

"Okay, you can ask."

Cen Xi said: "It's okay..."

Xia Yitong: "..." Are you kidding me?

Cen Xi: "That's it, acting, something."

Xia Yitong stared at her mouth and thought: When can you finish speaking in one breath.

What Cen Xi told her was about her role control. This role is different from her last character Ding Baizhi. Ding Baizhi is a taciturn chivalrous girl, but her appearance is a lot more points. Wang Yuyan is a pretty lady, she is too "hard" and always feels that she can'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’s okay in the formal shooting. He is also modest and motivated. He is a good actor, but only okay. Did not surprise him.

Cen Xi also realized that she had reached a bottleneck, and had been very distressed these days, and wanted to ask Xia Yitong, but Xia Yitong was busy on the set and didn't want to bother her. Now he finally mustered the courage to ask her.

Someone asked me how to act? ! After Xia Yitong heard her question, she felt a little vanity ecstasy at first, feeling that she was almost a big cow? Then there is a guilty conscience, she herself is half-hearted, how can she teach others?

The idol filter of Cen Xi is also too heavy.

Xia Yitong didn’t dare to say anything else. On this set, any actor who grabbed a random actor was a drama. Before she refused, Cen Xi said: “I asked, I asked other people, people, but you, and me, are part of the scene. Compare, more, want to ask, ask what you think, the law."

It turned out to be like this, so thinking about Xia Yitong's psychological burden is a lot smaller, then she just adds to the suggestions provided by others, and she doesn't delay her experience when she says something wrong.

Xia Yitong: "I don't know how to say it, but I have played similar roles before. Let me tell you how I feel at the time. Don't use external expressions to express your role too much, especially this kind of gentleness. Quiet, everyone is a lady-like person, who is a person with a very light personality. If he over-acts, he will appear exaggerated. It is not a comedy, is it. The most important thing is to substitute..."

Cen Xi remembered in the little book that she actually had a little book, but she was wearing a down jacket. The style of the book was different from hers, and the pen was different.

Xia Yitong made a concluding statement: "I suggest you look at Lu Yin in "XXX"... the role of the queen is soft and strong, and the performance is very catching."

Cen Xi's eyebrows moved lightly, and he kept writing, lowering his head and asking casually, "Does Teacher Xia often observe Lu Yinghou's performance?"

"Yes, I often watch it. Oh, but she is not the only one, but there are also many old actors' performances." Xia Yitong was a little excited when she said Lu Yinbing, but turned back 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."

Xia Yitong: "Okay."

Cen Xi put away the notebook, his expression hesitated, Xia Yitong asked, "Is there anything else?"

Cen Xi: "May I ask you, personal business? Are we friends?"

Xia Yitong: "Yes, you can ask, I will answer if it is convenient."

Cen Xi asked: "Then I, I just asked, ha. You, and Lu Ying, have a private relationship with Lu Ying, how are you doing?"

Xia Yitong nodded and said solemnly: "Sisters have deep affection."

Since hearing this kind of talk last time, Xia Yitong has an inexplicable feeling for this word.

Cen Xi looked down at her feet and asked in a low voice, "It's not that, that kind of relationship, is it?"

Xia Yitong smiled and smiled very kindly, so kindly as to hide the murderous intent: "Which?"

"That's right," Cen Xi said, "a couple, the kind of relationship."

Xia Yitong continued to smile: "A good pair of sisters, is there any problem?"

Cen Xi was startled and shook his head frantically: "No, no."

Xia Yitong felt her face sinking gradually, and heard herself asking Cen Xi: "Who did you hear about this?"

Cen Xi shook his head into a rattle: "I didn't listen to anyone, say, I guessed."

Xia Yitong's lips moved twice, and left without speaking.

Cen Xi's words set off a big wave in her heart, she guessed it? How to guess, is he accidentally showing his feet? When is it? Isn't she already very cautious? I rarely meet with Lu Yinbing, although the objective reason is relatively big, I have to go to another place.

"Hi!"

A heavy blow came from the shoulder, and Xia Yitong was so frightened that he smashed his backhand with an arm, steadily and ruthlessly. If her master was present, she would definitely praise "good"! Before the arm was brought, she saw Lai Ying's face deformed in horror.

Xia Yitong: "!!!"

He was not perfect in his studies, and was not in time, so that Lai Ying took a step back.

Lai Ying clutched her chest and coughed a few words, and sat next to her, "You...cough cough cough...murder your sister?"

"..." Xia Yitong, who had just used the word "sister love", felt that the self-proclaimed "sister" was not so suitable.

Lai Ying: "Why? When entering Ding, I told you to beat me."

Xia Yitong: "Just call, why pat me on the shoulder?"

Came to the shadows without hitting them: "What's wrong with slapped your shoulder? I can't do it yet? How many years have I been in friendship with you, and how many years have been in friendship between Lu Yinbing and you, and you haven't-um um um! "

Once he was born and then cooked again, Xia Yitong shot again and quickly covered Lai Ying's mouth.

Came to the movie: "Hmm!" (Let me go)

Xia Yitong pressed her ear and said, "Don't mention Lu Yinbing."

Lai Ying looked at her: "Hmm." (I got it)

Xia Yitong let go of her, Came Ying rubbed her cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Isn't she your boss? What's wrong, don't need to be so sensitive, but it makes people feel like something."

"If this is the case, does anyone feel strange?"

"what?"

Xia Yitong repeated what Cen Xi had just asked her. Laying was as puzzled as she was: "No, let alone you two basically don’t go out. It’s not a paparazzi, it doesn’t make sense to be more sensitive than a paparazzi, right?"

"I feel so too."

"Could it be..." Lai Ying suddenly thought of a possibility, "Who heard it from?"

"..." Xia Yitong said, "I have a choice in my heart."

"Who?"

Xia Yitong slowly squinted his eyes: "I'll go back to call and ask at night."

Qin Mu felt that she was more wronged than Dou E. She had a good character and good wine, and she was dedicated no matter what she was doing. If she wanted to say that she took such an important matter everywhere, she could despise herself to death.

Xia Yitong coaxed, Qin Mu hummed and said that he was no longer angry, and hung up the phone.

It's not Qin Mu, who else can it be?

She silently checked the people who knew the inside story, and counted them with both hands. No, if you count Lu Yinbing's uncles, you have to add toes. But she feels that the possibility of flowing out of them is very small. There is also Shang Youxuan and Qiao. Those two are not people who like to gossip and tell other people to listen to them, let alone have any intersection with Cen Xi. . Qin Hanlin and Zhan talking? It is harder to hear something from the mouths of two old foxes than to pry open the shell mouths.

What if you overheard them talking?

Or is it no one?

Is it a paparazzi? If the paparazzi is expected to wait until now, if it didn't break out, it was sent to the studio in exchange for huge rewards.

Just unfounded guesses?

This is like a thorn in my heart, coming out to pierce her from time to time, and it disturbed her that she didn't sleep well for two days. She didn't want to ask Cen Xi what the basis was, but it was tantamount to not confessing. The defensive heart is indispensable. After Dong Yafei's incident, it is difficult for her to trust a new friend with all her heart, even if that person seems reliable.

When she talked to Lu Yinbing next time, Lu Yinbing's remarks temporarily relieved her anxiety: "No matter what kind of possibility, you little fan is not like someone who will actively expose to the media, even if she bursts. There can be no real material, right? Just don't admit it, it's all like this in the circle. No matter how bad, there is Xue Yao, just throw this kind of thing to her, what are you worried about, filming That’s your business."

Although it seems a little bit unethical to say that this dumpling pot is a little bit unreasonable, it still makes sense. Xia Yitong sent a WeChat message to Xue Yao and asked her to check it out and it was much better.

Lu Yinbing said, "When I'm away, talk to Xue Yao if you encounter problems, 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, "...forgot."

"Just remember me?" Lu Yinbing took the opportunity to tease.

"Yeah." She answered without hesitation.

"That is to say, every time you are in a different place, you will be particularly relaxed. When you see me, you will gather the leaves in various ways. I have to dial out vigorously." Lu Yinbing sighed.

"Isn't all mimosas like this? Only when you touch her, she will gather, and it doesn't matter if you make a remote call to her." Xia Yitong proudly explained it herself.

"Is it really okay?" Lu Yinbing smiled softly, "Do you want me to prove it to you?"

"..." She didn't answer, Xia Yitong swears, she heard another suggestive meaning from Lu Yinbing's words, and she stammered, "No, no, no."

Lu Yinbing snorted happily and said, "I refuse now, it's too late. Let's go to the bath and bring your phone. No, it's a tablet."

After bathing and washing for an hour and a half, when she came out, her waist and legs were soft. Xia Yitong lay on her back and saw a message from Lu Yinbing in WeChat—[It turns out that the mimosa leaves can be remotely controlled to close and unfold. 】

Xia Yitong pulled the quilt up, rolled in the quilt for a few weeks, and replied—— [[笑]]

Lu Yinbing uttered a few more horrible words, saying good night, got up from the bathtub, took another shower, and walked out naked, his slender limbs glowing with a warm luster under the light. As the bathrobe belt was fastened, everything returned to the appearance of the flower of Gaoling. After taking a picture in the mirror, Lu Yinbing felt that he could afford the words of the flower of Gaoling when he was alone. , Looking in the mirror, Leng Jun raised his eyebrows, it was half a happy old Hong Kong film. Unfortunately, I couldn't take it and send it to Xia Yitong.

She sits in front of the computer in the study and writes a weekly diary. Of course, she is not writing about what she does every day, but writing notes of the past week, and the performance inspiration from it, and sometimes she will be inspired to take on the role. The sentiment is recorded in a common writing method so that she can organize it into a text for reference later.

After writing, look at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, three hours have passed. Zhou Ji wrote 10,000 words in full. Just like before, I added a few words at the end, nothing more than "love you", "missing you", "you look so good" and so on, specifically for Xia Yitong. After finishing all this, She sent 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 is to provide Xia Yitong with a shortcut, on the other hand, it can be regarded as an alternative exchange of feelings. Lu Yinbing admired that he could think of this method very much, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously. I stood up and stretched a big lazy waist, and went back to the room to sleep. The night without singing and sleeping pills was extremely comfortable, and I slept until 12 noon.

When I woke up and turned off the phone's flight mode, news came in WeChat like a blowout. First click on "Good Morning" by Kai Xia Yitong, then Xue Yao, and the screenwriter of "Foster Mother", a whole small number of screens. The most common is that there is a person with a "17" in the upper right corner of the profile picture, which is more than the screenwriter's "10". Those who dare to send a message like this are usually not the friends who have important matters to discuss with her or the sisters in the family, it is Liu Cheng.

Lu Yinbing dragged it up for a long time, and he became energetic as soon as he saw the first one, and sat up from the quilt.

Liu Cheng——【Cousin Liang and the story she had to tell. 】

It is worthy of being the 480th generation Jin Yiwei. Only in the past three weeks, things have been completely rounded up. According to Liu Cheng, Liang Shuyao has a suitor, whose surname is Luo, whose real name is not clear, and his name is Xiao Luo. This suitor studied in the UK and just graduated this year. He heard that he fell in love with Liang Shuyao at first sight when he was in China. As the saying goes, a good girl is afraid of her husband. Liang Shuyao hides when she sees her. Fortunately, the other party still has studies, so it's not that difficult.

What have you done? Lu Yinbing couldn't help but squeaked twice. He thought that it was only in the novels that she was stripped of her quilt and was seduced by people's quilts. He didn't expect it to happen in reality. On more than one occasion, Liang Shutao threw out the door with his clothes. , Afraid that she would have an accident and followed out quietly, because of her hard-talked temper, the woman didn't give up completely. Lu Yinbing guessed that it might be Liang Shuyao accidentally leaking his mouth. He was added oil and vinegar by oranges. By the way, he added branches and leaves to form a complete story.

The woman didn’t return to China after graduation. She ran with Liang Shuyao, pretending to be sick, crying, scheming, and doing everything. I don’t know where she went. Anyway, Liang Shuyao was entangled. Unspeakable.

Finally, Liu Cheng said: [I don't feel that my tone is miserable, but I am a little bit happy in it. I will go abroad to see it in person next month. 】

After listening to Liu Cheng's report, Lu Yinbing decided to find a time to ask her. Although their relationship was embarrassing, she thought it was necessary to confirm Liang Shuyao's thoughts about this kind of thing, and wait for Liu Cheng to go abroad.

She had done a simple wash, and went to the garage to drive with her face facing the sky.

There is only one month left to experience life in the mental hospital. When the countdown begins, the days will feel particularly short. The sun in front of the window rises and sets, unknowingly it reaches the first number.

The little girl in bed 2 is very talented in painting. Maybe God will open a window when he closes a door for her. The world in her illusion can be drawn with a brush. The doctor looks at her paintings. Provide appropriate psychological counseling. When painting, Lu Yinbing took her with him, and from the corner of his eye, he paid attention to bed number three. Sometimes bed number three would look towards them. Since she had committed suicide, Lu Yinbing was afraid to write. Give her such a weapon, what if she wakes up at night and commits suicide with a pen?

Only once, Lu Yinbing tried to ask: "Do you want to paint too?"

What responded to her was a harsh scream. The other patients in the ward were all startled. She covered the little girl’s ears with her hands. The little girl opened her hands and once again showed her a long-lost cold smile. , Lu Yinbing no longer dared to take the initiative to talk to her.

No way to communicate.

Because she was about to be discharged from the hospital, she was still very concerned about the few people here. The doctor shook her head and said that the illness on the third bed was very stubborn. The whole person resisted communicating with the outside world. The possibility of cure is unlikely. In the hospital. The little girl is in the best condition, and at a young age, for half a year, medication and psychotherapy are very likely to be cured. The patient who thinks he is a mushroom has repeated illnesses, and the doctor said that he needs to continue to observe.

"The old grandma who lived in bed 5 was taken away." Lu Yinbing always remembered her appearance that day.

The doctor sighed and said, "Passed."

"Yes..." Lu Yinbing asked with his eyes.

"She is dead," the doctor said. "The family took her back. She should have been buried."

Lu Yinbing sighed, "Is it joy or mourning?"

The doctor said: "Forget it, 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 pen and paper for the little girl. The nurse agreed, so the little girl spent a day applying a crown and a mysterious head to her. Lu Yinbing opened his eyes with the picture of the robe sabre, and he was shocked to speak when he looked at the painting.

The little girl leaned her face up, with a small pear vortex on her cheek, her eyes were shining, and the little hand held her hand, soft as sugar. She said in a very soft voice: "I have seen you, I like you."

Lu Yinbing was dumb. She didn't expect this little girl to be the only one who recognized her in this ward.

In early April, Lu Yinbing drove the car away from this place for the last time and never returned.