My Feelings Can Wait

At breakfast, because Lin Yue and Yao Xiao were both present, Ji Yuyan was worried about directly asking Jingxuan about ibuprofen. If it was really dysmenorrhea, Jingxuan's thin face would be embarrassing, so he thoughtfully did not ask.

After breakfast, both of them will go to the film and television center to prepare to record the show. This time, Lin Yue didn't have a stomachache, and there was no snow outside. Ji Yuyan rubbed the car with a shy face: "Teacher Jing, can I ride with you in the same car?"

Jing Xiu hadn't responded yet, Lin Yue subconsciously asked, "Ji, what about me?" After asking, she reacted, 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 didn't smile.

Lin Yue swallowed, and the little chicken nodded like a pecking rice: "Yes, yes, I'm going to the bank first, and then I'll come to see you after I'm done." She was dead, and asked Jingxun to put her hands together and said, "Teacher Jing, we are Ji Teacher, can I ask you to go along."

Jing Xiu was amused when they saw them singing and making a peace. She deliberately wiped her hands slowly with a wet towel. The silence was so silent that Ji Yuyan and Lin Yue were about to retreat, and then she got up and said, "Let's go." When she turned around, she glanced at Yao Xiao.

Yao Xiao had the eyes to see: "I'll make a call and get down an elevator. Teacher Jing, please go first."

Ji Yuyan was overjoyed. She grunted Lin Yue's head baldly, and whispered: "Go by yourself, pay attention to safety." Quickly followed.

In the elevator, Ji Yooyan and Jing Xiu stood symmetrically from left to right, none of them spoke. Ji Yuyan wondered if he could directly ask Jingxuan about ibuprofen, but Jingxuan spoke first.

"Xiaoxiao told me, you asked her mysteriously in the morning, when is my period." Her tone was calm, as if Ji Yuyan asked how much cabbage cost a catty in the morning.

"What are you asking about?" She turned her head to look at Ji Youyan, with a sense of scrutiny.

Ji Yuyan was caught off guard, his face flushed. This Yao Xiao, why do you say everything! And also nonsense, what is mysterious, clearly worried?

Is the expression in Axuan's eyes crooked? !

Ji Yuyan scolded Yao Xiao secretly in her heart, and quickly explained in embarrassment: "I was a little worried when I saw ibuprofen on your bedside in the morning." After that, she simply asked Jingxun frankly, "Axuan, you Did you take painkillers yesterday?"

Jing Xiu was obviously taken aback, and did not immediately answer Ji Yu's words.

Ji Yuyan's heart sank inexplicably. Jingxuan's reaction does not seem to be dysmenorrhea.

"Is it... a headache? Or does it hurt somewhere?" She stared at Jing Xun, tentatively.

Jing Xiu turned away, looked at the seam in the center of the elevator, and said perfunctorily, "Well, I have a headache."

Ji Youyan frowned and asked suspiciously: "A little bit?" It's just a little bit. Will Jing Xiu choose to take medicine?

Jing Xiu's red lips moved, and the five fingers in his pocket closed into fists. Two seconds later, she calmed down, turned her head to look at Ji Yuyan, and said lightly: "It's a bit of a nerve pain. It may be a sequelae of a previous fall, and it hurts from time to time in cold weather."

There are reasons and evidence, Ji Yuyan believed it. She pulled her heart, and her eyes flushed suddenly. People like Axun who are afraid of taking medicine would rather take medicine to relieve their pain. How painful it is.

She remembered the bloodless Jingxuan that she saw in the ward that year, and remembered her forehead, elbow, and scarlet blood everywhere, her heart was cut like a knife. At that time, what kind of pain should Jing Xiu endure before calling his own phone, and what kind of pain was waiting for himself, finally waiting for disappointment, despair...

Ji Yuyan's tears rolled in his eyes.

Jing Xiu frowned. She sighed in her heart, took a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Ji Youyan, and whispered softly: "It will freeze when the wind blows."

what? What is ice?

Ji Yooyan was sad, took the handkerchief, and realized what Jing Xun had said. He was suddenly poked and laughed and couldn't cry.

"Thank you." She added boringly, wiping away the tears that couldn't fall with a handkerchief, "I'm sorry."

"Excuse me for what?" Jing Xuan asked unconsciously. As if thinking of something, without waiting for Ji Yoo to answer, she told Ji Yoo to say: "Yanyan..."

"Huh?" Ji Youyan jumped for joy when he was suddenly called by his nickname, his eyes burning.

"Some things have nothing to do with you. The choices I make are my own problems." Jing Xun's lips showed a shallow arc.

Ji Yuyan only regards Jingxun as comforting himself, and his injury during filming has nothing to do with him.

She looked at Jing Xiu's fleeting smile, heart-stricken, and wanted to reach out for Jing Xiu's hair, expressing her heartfelt heart.

However, the elevator arrived on the floor with no respect, and opened with a ding-dong...

"Let's go, go out and wait." Jing Xiu raised his chin to the lobby, returning to his cold normal state.

Ji Yuyan withdrew his raised hand silently, flicked his hair, and said awkwardly: "Okay." He said and walked out.

Jing Xiu strolled behind her, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes. She didn't expect Ji Yuyan to really understand what she was talking about.

Yao Xiao hadn't got off yet, but the car had arrived. Ji Youyan and Jing Xun simply got in the car and waited. After a while, Yao Xiao also came down, and the three set out to the film and television center.

When they arrived at the film and television center, Ji Yuyan and Jing Xun went separately to their dressing rooms to make-up, and then they were busy familiarizing themselves with the script, reviewing the process, and holding small meetings. After eating lunch early, the show began to be officially recorded.

In this competition, the flight instructor is the second generation Xiao Die. Xiao Die has some talents, but in terms of his personality, the public opinion in the circle is not very good. Prostitution|gaming|drugs are all involved. Ji Youyan has never had contact with this person, but he is very impressed. Because when the same-sex civil union bill was proposed before, this director held high the banner of opposition and fought several battles against the supporters such as director Jiang Shupei and Jing Xun.

Jing Xiu didn't attend Xiao Die's reception banquet yesterday. Xiao Die called several accompaniments in public to come in, and Ji Yuyan felt like sitting on pins and needles, secretly thanking Jingxun not to come.

The two met today, Xiao Die smiled so badly, Jing Xiu turned a blind eye.

As the number of people was reduced after the elimination, the program improved the competition system, increased the stage of improvisation, and made up for the length of the show.

In the impromptu performance session, the student Gu Zinan 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 performed unsatisfactorily.

Other mentors, including Xiao Die, blamed her on being nervous for a while and didn't let go. Jing Xiu was always sharp. He buckled the pen and poked the key point: "Zinan, 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 pale first, then flushed, and he stopped talking.

"Do you feel unconvinced?" Jing Xiu said gently.

Gu Zinan bit her lip and said nothing.

Jing Xiu sighed and said: "You are too dependent on skills. Your performance really shines at the beginning, but after a few episodes, you will find that everything you perform is the same. Because, you The performance is shaped skills, not carved skills."

Liang Zhen, Su Lihang, and Ji Youyan originally felt that Jing Xiu's words were too heavy, but when Jing Xiu said this, they gave initiation. They all felt that there was something wrong with Gu Zinan in acting, but they couldn't describe it all at once!

Gu Zinan looked at the black-painted camera in the audience, feeling confused. If such comments are broadcast, will her popularity drop again and again?

"But can't this be my personal acting style?" Gu Zinan calmed his mind and asked hardly.

Jing Xiu squeezed the penholder's finger and moved. He wanted Ji Yooyan to take the conversation, but considering Ji Yooyan's softheartedness, she was not embarrassed. She threw the hot potato to Liang Zhen and said, "What do you think of Teacher Liang?"

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. What can you act like and not make people act out? That's it."

Gu Zinan looked at Ji Youyan with a plea for help. Ji Youyan wanted to comfort Gu Zinan, but he didn't make ends meet. This is a normal comment, and she thinks Jingxuan and Liang Zhen both make sense. To comfort, she can only wait for the show to comfort.

Xiao Die suddenly sang a counter-tune: "I think that most actors have their own acting styles, so they appear. Some plays are like a phenomenon tailored to a certain actor. Actors and roles, yes Two-way selection."

Gu Zinan is as amnesty.

Xiao Diishi smiled and said, "Of course, it is not ruled out that talented actors like our teacher Jing can act like anything."

In this sentence, there is a bit of cheating in it. Ji Yuyan reached out to take the microphone and tried to refute. As soon as his hand touched the microphone, Jing Xiu calmly pressed her wrist to stop her.

She didn't want to involve Ji Yuyan.

Ji Yooyan moved away gently, or raised the microphone and said, "Director Xiao, Teacher Jing, and Teacher Liang all make sense. But... I think that to call style, you need to be independent?"

No one refuted, waiting for her to follow.

"Teacher Jing, do you think you are on your own?" Ji Youyan asked.

Jing Xiu stared deeply at Ji Youyan and shook his head.

Ji Youyan asked Liang Zhen and Su Lihang again. Jing Xiu both said that she was gone, and the two of them were so embarrassed to say that they did, 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 even dare to say that they had something. She confessed her mistake aggrievedly: "I don't. I know, thank the teachers for their 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 to ask 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 of Xiao Die? ?"

Xiao Die touched his chin, his face a little gloomy. After a long while, he smiled rather than smiled: "Ms. Ji is right, we will discuss it in private if we have the opportunity."

Ji Yuyan pretended not to see his displeasure, and smiled brilliantly.

The recording of the show is over, and the night has come. Chen Desheng informed Jing Xiu that she would be able to go back to dinner later so that she could go to the lounge to take a rest. He would have to make up a few shots later.

Jing Xiu did not doubt that he had him, and agreed. Several instructors walked all the way to their respective lounges. Jing Xiu was about to open the door of his lounge. After a pause for two seconds, he turned back and opened the door of Ji Youyan's lounge.

In the lounge, the shadow of the lantern swayed, and the tall figure came into the eye, making Jing Xiu's heart beat a beat.

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I'm coming, I'm coming~ I got a little bit more right today, covering my face.

Good night, little cuties~