Difficult

Lu Zhenqiu didn't know Jin Shuilan's thoughts. When Quan was fascinated by the novel, she could not consciously feel it. Anyway, she had done a lot of crying for the novel, so she didn't care. After passing the paper to Jin Shuilan, she asked: " Teacher Jin, are you still watching?"

Jin Shuilan shook his head: "If you don't watch it, it's down?"

Lu Zhenqiu smiled: "Well, it's just off the air, that..."

She bit her lip and looked a little embarrassed. She glanced at Jin Shuilan with a slightly embarrassed look. After all, the two of them only knew each other for a few days, and they were not familiar enough to say anything. If it was Hua Luo or Xiaoyu now, She must have been caught by her to listen to the recording first.

Jin Shuilan rubbed the painful spot on his head, glanced at Lu Zhenqiu, and suddenly understood: "Want to record?"

"Ah!" Lu Zhenqiu smiled dryly: "Is Teacher Jin free?"

Jin Shuilan thought of the part she listened to in the car earlier, she pursed her lips, and her heartbeat started to run wildly. Just now, the pain was gone, and the tip of her tongue was numb. After a few seconds, she said, "Yes."

Lu Zhenqiu said slowly, "Then let's go to my room?"

Jin Shuilan nodded: "Yes."

The less she talked, the more nervous Lu Zhenqiu became. When she entered the door, she almost didn't know whether to step with her left or right foot. She just stared at Jin Shuilan from the corner of her eye. Jin Shuilan looked calm and her eyes were clear. Floating a touch of red, it eased a lot of serious feelings.

Teacher Jin is very approachable, Teacher Jin is very approachable, and Teacher Jin is very approachable.

Lu Zhenqiu recited silently in her heart to cheer herself up. After entering the room, she asked Jin Shuilan, "I heard that Teacher Jin used to work in the post-production stage of radio dramas?"

Jin Shuilan nodded: "I've done it a bit."

Ji Zibo's radio drama studio was the money she invested in. Before that, she had no connections. Ji Zipo used it from the producer to the later stage.

Lu Zhenqiu touched Mao Mao's head and said, "Mr. Jin is really amazing."

Jin Shuilan smiled.

The two entered the room, the curtains were half-opened, the night wind slowly blew in, and the small light on the edge of the bay window flickered, Lu Zhenqiu walked to the window and closed it, pulled the curtains, the room was darker than before, and she again Turning on the headlights, Jin Shuilan stood by the table watching her busy, Lu Zhenqiu packed everything up and turned around, saying, "Okay."

It was finally about to be recorded, Lu Zhenqiu took a deep breath, she was holding the printed plot, and she felt a little ashamed just reciting the lines.

Jin Shuilan leaned against the table, tilted her head, put her hands behind her back, pinched the edge of the table, her fingertips hurt and she didn't realize it, her expression remained calm and indifferent.

Lu Zhenqiu said, "Mr. Jin, I'll start."

Jin Shuilan pinched the hand on the edge of the table corner hard, then let it go, her body tilted to the side, she straightened her body, and nodded: "Okay."

Lu Zhenqiu took a deep breath: "I really started."

There was an indistinct blush on her face, imagining that she was the heroine, and now she fell into a crazy body entanglement after arguing with her lover. She closed her eyes, her cheeks were hot, Jin Shuilan waited for the moment when her voice came out, Lu Zhenqiu Opening his eyes, he opened his mouth and asked, "Mr. Jin, do you want to have a late-night snack?"

Jin Shuilan was stunned for a few seconds, blinked, and smiled: "Okay."

Lu Zhenqiu was busy taking Mao Mao out for a late night snack.

Jin Shuilan walked to her side, took the line book next to her, and turned to look at Lu Zhenqiu's embarrassed look. The smile in her eyes deepened, and she put one hand on her lips, unable to suppress the curvature of the corners of her lips.

Lu Zhenqiu hurriedly made a little late-night snack, and Jin Shuilan ordered another takeaway, which was a barbecue. The two sat on the sofa beside the coffee table while eating barbecue and chatting.

Lu Zhenqiu apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jin, I'll do it later."

Jin Shuilan tilted her head and took two cans of beer from the takeaway bag, which were delivered by the store. She opened one and said, "It's okay, take your time, how did you record these scenes before?"

Lu Zhenqiu took a sip of beer, the alcohol eased her nervousness a little, and she said, "I have seen resources before."

"Resources?" Jin Shuilan just wanted to ask what resources, when she suddenly understood, she nodded.

Lu Zhenqiu said: "The first time I was not very good at recording, then Hua Luo sent me the resources. She said that if you listen more, you will be able to."

But it's not of much use to her, because those voices sound similar to each other and have no reference value. Jin Shuilan nodded: "Would you like to find some resources for you?"

Lu Zhenqiu held the beer and waved his hand: "No, no."

Her embarrassed face turned red.

Jin Shuilan didn't say much.

Lu Zhenqiu swallowed the beer and ate the barbecue, pretending to ask unintentionally, "Have you started preparing for this radio drama?"

Jin Shuilan nodded: "I've been preparing, but I haven't found the right person."

She looked at Lu Zhenqiu and hesitated, but in the end she didn't say anything, took a sip of beer, Lu Zhenqiu snorted, and Jin Shuilan said, "Just record my play first."

After she finished speaking, she remembered Ji Zibo's words and asked Lu Zhenqiu, "Are you going to the shed or recording at home?"

Lu Zhenqiu raised his eyes: "Is it yours? As long as it's not in the afternoon, I can go to the shed at other times."

Jin Shuilan nodded, thought for a few seconds and said, "Then go directly to the shed. I'll go there too. I'll take you there by the way, and I'll send you back for the live broadcast in the afternoon."

Lu Zhenqiu was a little embarrassed: "Will it be too troublesome? I can also take a taxi."

"It doesn't matter." Jin Shuilan's tone didn't change: "Anyway, I have to come back in the afternoon to write a new book, just drop by."

Only then did Lu Zhenqiu feel relieved, and she said, "it's good not to delay Teacher Jin's affairs."

Jin Shuilan sipped his beer: "Don't delay."

The two sat next to the sofa and chatted for a while. The atmosphere was much more comfortable than before. When Lu Zhenqiu finished drinking the beer, Jin Shuilan said, "Let's go and continue recording."

Lu Zhenqiu had no reason to delay any longer. She had finished her supper, so she took a long time to clean up the remains of the food and put it in the trash can, and entered the room with Jin Shuilan.

Mao Mao was lying at the door and flicked his tail at the two of them, sighing and looking silly. Lu Zhenqiu patted his cheeks and stood beside the recording equipment with energy.

Jin Shuilan sat in front of the computer, and Lu Zhenqiu said, "Then I'll start."

"Don't you need to look for feelings?" Jin Shuilan said, "Look for feelings first."

Looking for a feeling, Lu Zhenqiu lowered her head to look at the commentary of that paragraph, and the psychological analysis of the previous paragraph. In fact, she has a bit of her own understanding of this scene. The hysterical madness of the protagonist is followed by the determination to be reborn from the cocoon. This kind of Resolute is very difficult to express, especially with a bed scene. Some viewers only care about whether it is **** or not, not what kind of feelings are hidden in a bed scene, but Lu Zhenqiu still thinks it is better to have a deeper expression. This idea told Jin Shuilan, who turned his head to look at her.

Under the light, Lu Zhenqiu blushed slightly. I don't know if it was because of the beer just now or because of the scene that was about to be recorded, but her eyes were clear and her attitude was right. It seemed that she and Jin Shuilan were not discussing a bed scene, but an ordinary scene. Rao is ordinary, and she is also very serious.

Because of her seriousness, Jin Shuilan felt numb in her heart, which was different from the feeling of listening to that scene. Now it's more like someone tapped her heart with something, and a gap opened in her heart, and the warm current overturned in it. It was hot and her palms were sweating.

"Mr. Jin, do you think my idea is okay?"

After Lu Zhenqiu asked and saw that Jin Shuilan didn't speak, she turned her head and bumped into Jin Shuilan's eyes. Inside was her little reflection. She shouted, "Mr. Jin?"

Jin Shuilan recovered and looked at her: "What?"

Lu Zhenqiu said, "Do you think what I just thought is okay?"

Jin Shuilan lowered her eyes to hide her messy emotions. She clenched the edge of the paper and nodded, "You can try."

Lu Zhenqiu said slowly, "That's fine, then I'll try it first."

Jin Shuilan hummed.

Lu Zhenqiu sat next to the microphone with the script and faced Jin Shuilan, who knocked on the computer and said, "Let's start."

Surrounded by silence, Lu Zhenqiu closed his eyes, fantasized about the environment he was in at the moment, opened his mouth and asked, "Why don't you believe me!"

The voice of questioning sounded, and Jin Shuilan was beating drums in her heart. She held her chin and listened to the change in Lu Zhenqiu's tone: "When did you believe me? I said I didn't know her well, why don't you believe me! You want me—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and there was a brief silence.

Here is the heroine pushing another heroine onto the sofa and pressing it down. Lu Zhenqiu continued, "You said... uh..."

"Um...I...you let go...Asshole!"

Quiet for a few seconds.

"Do you want me? Come on..." Jin Shuilan seemed to hear the sound of clothes being torn and burst out. Obviously there was no such scene, but she had already heard the pain in Lu Zhenqiu's voice and emotions. entanglement.

"Want me... hurry up and want me... ah..."

Jin Shuilan tapped on the computer, and she shouted, "Pillow Autumn."

Lu Zhenqiu looked at her, walked to her side, and asked embarrassedly, "Mr. Jin, what's the matter? Isn't it okay?"

no.

is too good.

She's not good enough.

Jin Shuilan cleared his throat, pretended to look down at the script, and said, "It's good."

Great, why stop? Lu Zhenqiu was a little puzzled, tilted his head to look at Jin Shuilan, and saw that Jin Shuilan had an unnatural blush on the side of his face, which was not obvious under the incandescent light, but was caught by Lu Zhenqiu.

She suddenly thought of what her former collaborator said, and blurted out, "Mr. Jin, are you shy?"

This kind of play, it's okay to be involved in the recording, but it would be very embarrassing to listen to it alone. Lu Zhenqiu just fully invested in it and didn't feel it, but Jin Shuilan listened to it from the side.

Jin Shuilan looked up at her and said casually, "Do you think I'm a shy person?"

Lu Zhenqiu shook his head: "It's not like that."

She felt that Jin Shuilan had never heard of such dramas. She must have heard a lot of intimate scenes during the studio recording, and she was still writing novels. What scenes have not been imagined? It is estimated that it is more outrageous than the one she recorded, but her current performance is clearly shy!

Jin Shuilan's blush spread on the side of her face, she sat up for a few seconds and got up: "You can record it yourself."

Lu Zhenqiu said with a smile: "Oh, good."

Jin Shuilan looked at her sideways, pursed her lips, and left without saying anything. When she walked to the door, she released her clenched hands, her palms being deeply imprinted by her fingernails.

She's not really shy.

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Lu Zhenqiu: Teacher Jin is cute when she is shy.

Jin Shuilan: I'm not shy and more lovely.

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