Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 311 Minutes of Personality Formation

  The door frame is so low, Nan Xi blinked into her apricot eyes, and reiterated the core elements to Shijun with her lips.

  Shi Jun was so scared early, out of spine, she wanted to return to the scheming girl and stared. But halfway through the stare, Nan Xi found that Nan Xi's pink lips were slightly open, and she was a little bit about to sue, and hurriedly used her drooping hand to make a gesture of'Grandma, I'm wrong.'

  Chen Moucen glanced at Nan Xi who only raised questions, frowned at Changshou, and asked, "Did you not memorialize it?"

  He dared to question in public because of his understanding of Nan Xi. If Nan Xi did such a bold thing, she would make up for the arrangement in advance with her aura of mind.

  It is possible to take advantage of the effort of helping him massage, act like a baby to fight for grace time, and definitely will not mention it in public and put himself to death.

  She can choose this kind of opportunity to put on the long gate, and she must have noticed that someone is fishing.

  Chen Moucen and the crew have always set an example. What he can do with his old bones, if others delay, he will not leave it as a hidden danger.

  Nan Xi wants to catch people who are detrimental to the crew. It just saves him the effort of investigating one by one. At the same time, it can improve people's consciousness. He will move forward.

   Shi Jun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he had to pretend to be curious and gossip, and asked with others, "Who is that?"

  Fantastically, since Nan Xi wanted him to teach, under the threat of death, it should not be exposed, and it would be no good for the two of them.

  Unexpectedly, just a question was raised, Nan Xi was more surprised than him in replying: "Teacher Shi, you really don't know who it is?"

  Shi Jun’s back was cold and sweaty, and he quickly soaked his white T-shirt in just a few seconds, but he had to wear a gray jacket to help cover it.

  Shi Jun looked at the murderous scheming woman, adjusted her breathing slightly, put on an amiable look, and made a gentle voice.

"Xiao Xi, I think, most of the actors in our group are older generation actors. No one should disrespect the old and make the mistakes that young people often make trouble. If you find any young supporting actors who have not memorized the script, you must be in time. Tell us. This kind of cancer must not be let alone for the time being, and he must not be left in the reputation of the crew that harms us."

  The old actors all seconded and elected Nan Xi to be the supervisor of the young actors.

   And Nan Xi, who provoked the conversation, silently pinched away the words, admiring Shi Jun and fell to the ground. Others broke their arms to save their lives, and then looked at Shi Jun, they were madly jabbing himself, lest he didn't poke too much or deep enough.

  After the recollection, I counted it down. It was a total of five knives, and the knives were deadly. Live out of the degrading unmanliness of himself, the scourge of young malignant tumors who made mistakes.

  Nan Xi just wanted to sigh with emotion, absolutely!

  She can't compare such a face.

  The alarm bell rang, and people took care to finish the remaining filming content of the night.

  Back to the hotel, Nan Xi went to Chen Moucen's room first as usual.

  After Chen Moucen soaked her feet, Nan Xi rolled up the sleeves of the do's fringed skirt and helped Master massage the acupuncture points on the feet.

  After nearly a week of persistence, the effect is remarkable. When she came for a massage on the first day, Chen Moucen relied on her stubborn and unyielding spirit, gritted her teeth and resisted the pain without saying a word.

  Sweat dripping from his forehead, and the crimson complexion betrayed him.

   Looking back at the moment, Chen Moucen's state is much more relaxed, and he has two lines with her when he is free.

  Nan Xi didn’t delay her hand, and greeted her with ease.

  After a few episodes of emotional confrontation between the two, Nan Xi pretended to be uncomfortable and asked in a deep voice: "Master really suspects me?"

  The old man poked her forehead with his index finger, and said with a smile: "You are a ghost, don't think I didn't see that you deliberately acted and drew people at night. Shi Jun didn't memorize the script, right?"

  Nan Xi's eyes flashed, and many planning plans flashed past, but Chen Mousen's eyes were all set aside, knowing that he couldn't keep it, and helping Shi Jun to win the opportunity.

  "Master, I will supervise him. Don’t kick him out. I think he plays the villain well. I want to learn some skills from him."

   Seeing Chen Moucen's face darkened a bit, Nan Xi inadvertently asked why.

"Of course, he is just better than me, and much worse than you. I'm just afraid that you are tired. You have to stare here to shoot and play an important role. There is something going on in "Flying Frost and Streaming Light Sword", Zhou Jie will ask you for advice. , You have to reply in time. It’s so busy, it’s not always easy to come here, only my master can take care of everything."

  "Don’t think that Xiaokou will cling to it, I can agree. Tell Shi Jun, if a scene gets stuck, he will give me the fuck. You can ask me where you don’t know, and you don’t need to find someone else."

She succeeded in striving for the allowance, but Nan Xi couldn't be happy. Instead, her eyes were full of guilt, and she muttered: "Master, you don't know. Sometimes I regret it and I regret looking for you out of the mountain. You are so old that you should have spent your old age. I'm not filial enough. If you still have to work overtime to make up lessons because of my lack of state, I will live in guilt every day."

  Nan Xi paused and twitched her astringent nose, "So I thought, this kind of trivial matter does not take up your time and energy."

  The clever voice faintly revealed hoarseness, offsetting the respect that the old man cared about, tugged with pity, and patted Nan Xi's small hands during the massage.

  "Don’t talk nonsense, I’m also very busy every day in Quegang. Xiaosun established an elderly club and promoted me to the leader of the group. Every day, I was irritated by various conflicts between each family. It’s better to come over and do my job."

   "No way, are you lying to me?" Nan Xi didn't believe it. In her heart, Sun Hongguang is a very familiar old man, which is rare.

  Chen Moucen saw Nan Xi’s favor, and sneered and laughed: "Hehe, ask him yourself."

   "Ah." Nan Xi looked at Chen Moucen with her eyes exploring the truth, and then at Sun Hongguang.

   Seeing Sun Hongguang scratching his head in embarrassment, without refuting, he suddenly bends his eyes and smirks back.

   "Hee hee, I didn't see that Sun Lao Tong's heart was not lost, so I always pay attention to the happiness index of the grass-roots partners."

  "Don't wear a high hat, say it's too big." Sun Hongguang waved his hand, modestly rounding himself.

"You need to use your brain when you are older to avoid Alzheimer's disease. It is best to quarrel with your children occasionally. You and Master have no biological children, no one is angry with us, and no one chats with us. I have made a musical with a picture of Fun in the past few years. The false mother-child relationship between a young man who sells health products and an old man. The very deformed subject matter has made your master laugh for a long time, but the content is very real."

  Speaking, Sun Hongguang’s smile revealed a bit of sorrow, and when his eyes stopped on Nan Xi, there was more scorching temperature.

"The old man in my film knows that Xiaoyou is cheating her money, but the children are too busy and have no time to accompany her. She can only exchange the money for Xiaoyou's caring company. Before you show up, I always think about me and your master. In her old age, she may be worse than her. We don’t have any money in our pockets. So I take your master, it’s okay to care about other people’s parents, and feel the affection along the way. Fortunately, you show up and give us some warm comfort from relatives. ."

  Nan Xi was moved, but Yu Guang inadvertently noticed that Chen Moucen was impatient to the extreme, and she might swear furiously at any time, and she hurriedly changed the topic, in a half-joking mediation atmosphere.

  "Where's Master's money? Shouldn't the sellers of health care products be deceived?"

The mischievous tone successfully amused Sun Hongguang: "Haha, that's nothing. Your master's money, I bought all the tickets for the movie you made in the early years, and gave it to the locals for free. Even if you don't know people, as long as you like you, he will give it. "

  Chen Moucen raised longevity eyebrows angrily, and shouted: "Okay, I'm so annoying."

  Sun Hongguang responded: "Okay, I see, I won’t mention the past."

He smiled and took a few blamed glares, waited for the other person to go to the bathroom, quietly approached Nan Xi, and whispered: "Supporting you in this way, and still awkward with you for several years without contact, you say he is Not a silly old man?"

  Nan Xi nodded slightly and reminded softly: "Here."

  The two exchanged glances, tacitly pulling apart the distance.

  Nan Xi packed the Chinese medicine bag, dried her hands with a towel, poured out the water in the two wooden buckets, and said cleverly: "You old man, rest."

   "Okay, good night Xiao Nan."

   "Wait, no hurry."

  Chen Moucen called to stop Nan Xi, and moved his finger to the chair beside him: "Sit down and listen."

  Nan Xi raised her wrist to look at the blue balloon flywheel, at 10:20 in the evening.

  It is a good time to listen to a quarter of an hour, without delaying rest.

   Turn back and ask patiently: "Master, did you say?"

  "Do you know why you were allowed to take this role?" Chen Moucen led the question.

   Nan Xi answered the most obvious answer: "A rare opportunity to learn."

   "Well, there is another key point."

  Chen Moucen added in a deep voice: “The role that Tianyu has signed for you is easy to establish a good image, but it is too fixed under a template.”

   Nan Xi agreed: “Yes, positive women are the most loving, kind, and smart. Even though revenge heroines are popular in recent years, the basic character is brave, strong, etc.”

"Playing multiple roles of this kind is actually not good. Your acting skills will be limited to one pattern and cannot break through. Like the obvious mistakes made before, you can clearly see the abrupt points in the cunning and insidious female villain, the characteristics of the positive female. "

  In the past few days, after Shi Jun’s stingy call, and Nan Xi's own thinking, she also found the wrong point.

  Without outsiders, Nan Xi put her hands on her cheeks in distress, echoing Chen Moucen’s summary, and said: "Yes, Master, I have paid attention to the form of expression in the past two days."

   "Let's not pay enough attention. You barely pass the performance in these two days, and you can't reach the color."

Chen Moucen took the book that Sun Hongguang used to write songs, and instead wrote a few lines from the back, "Your thinking is as solid as your acting skills, and you have your own personality reasoning model in your heart. For example, what you think is introverted. , Is not talking and refusing to communicate with people."

   "Yes, is there anything wrong with such an introversion?" Nan Xi was blank.

  Chen Moucen's mouth hooked up and laughed at her one-sided, "There is nothing wrong with such introversion, but introversion is more than that."

  A simple sentence but with a huge amount of information, Nan Xi thought carefully for a moment, and then asked: "You mean there are many kinds of introversion, and you can also express different introversion in many ways."

   "Yes," Chen Moucen put up the paper that was just drawn and asked Nan Xi, "Why do you think the people inside are crying?"

  Nan Xi carefully observes the content of Chen Moucen's paintings. The picture is very scribble, from the characters to the scenery in a few simple strokes, but the meaning is clear.

  There is a girl sitting on the ground with a withered rose beside her.

   "Because of love." Nan Xi reasoned based on the obvious characteristics, and suddenly saw the closed door on the other side of the girl, and exclaimed: "Wait, no, she may be because of an extramarital affair."

  There are roses sent by outsiders, and there are closed doors at home, the possibility of extramarital affairs is huge.

  Chen Moucen stared at Nan Xi meaningfully, and said solemnly: "The original intention of my painting was that the parents at home refused to accept the people she associates with."

   "Ah, it's bad." Nan Xi whispered in frustration, "Try to guess right next time."

"No." Chen Moucen rejected her bold ambitions, "I just want to tell you that when I draw this, the words that people can see and the things that people understand are more one-sided. So you need to have a thorough understanding of the whole picture, and then it would be better to perform. "

   "Good master, I see." Nan Xi raised her wrist to look at her watch, chatting and forgetting the time, it was 11 o'clock immediately.

   Perceiving her distraction, Chen Mou-cen asked displeasedly: "Are you in a hurry?"

   "No, I'm afraid it will delay your rest." Nan Xi explained truthfully.

   "Take care of yourself, don't worry about us, we are more energetic than you."

  One sentence made Nan Xi speechless, except for a dull hum: "Okay."

Chen Moucen tapped the book with a pen, focused her attention, and continued: "For example, the introverts we just mentioned, some people are introverted because of childhood shadows. They are particularly sensitive to things related to shadows, and thus resist the possibility. Will pull out the crowd of his shadow. Some people are introverted because they are not confident in their external image. If you look closely, you will find that it is difficult for such people to look at others."

"Okay, Master, I will understand the background of the role carefully in the future." Nan Xi solemnly promised, glanced at Sun Hongguang who was fighting on her eyelids, and whispered: "I'm so sleepy, I'm going back to sleep, you guys too early Rest."

  Chen Moucen held down Nan Xi who was about to get up, and scolded: "Don't panic, I haven't finished talking yet."

   "Ah! Is there anything else Master would like to point me to?" Nan Xi tried to keep her voice quiet.

"Don't think that some details are not important, they are often the accumulation points that promote adult character. You can now establish each role, but if you want to act, you have to dig deeper from these small details. This time the villain Because of her childhood luck, she steals the fruits of other people's labor, so she likes to take shortcuts unscrupulously. She is keen to step on people's shoulders and climb high to steal the hearts of others."

  Chen Moucen concluded, and found that Nan Xi was running away again.

   Angrily patted Nan Xi on the back of the head and asked: "Are you sleepy and stupid?"

   "No," Nan Xi rubbed her aching head and said frankly: "After listening to your specific description, I seem to have seen such people in reality."

  The successful version of Chen Lu.

   Faced with Chen Moucen's impatient gaze as if he was looking at the bewitched patient, Nan Xi made a promise.

  "I know how to act. Tomorrow, I will definitely restore you to the real villain. I will ensure that the big picture is unreasonable. If there are any minor shortcomings, I will find the teacher to play the show."

  Chen Moucen now has a big head when he hears the word vivid, and he can't help contacting Nan Xi's facial features that deliberately fly around at night.

   squinted at Nan Xi, and drove her away: "Go to sleep, I hope you don't have time to speak the vernacular."

   "Yeah, don’t worry, Master, you’ll have a rest early, it’s a good dream."

  (End of this chapter)