The Big Shot’s Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy

  Chapter 17 You should smile more

  Ye Hanzhi has been in the theater since he was a child, and he has been fascinated by it. Although he is not very good, but his vision is very poisonous and picky.

  No matter how fast Tang Zhixi learns, she has no foundation in opera. And for two hours, what the senior sister can teach is really limited.

  So the only way is to practice this paragraph repeatedly.

  Ye Hanzhi saw off his senior sister and came back. Seeing that Tang Zhixi had been practicing without a break, he opened a bottle of water for her: "Take a break."

   "No need." Tang Zhixi took it and took a sip, "I'll do it again, you watch."

  Ye Hanzhi took the water she handed over, and said, "Okay."

   And within an hour after here, Tang Zhixi didn't finish the eight-minute scene, and Ye Hanzhi was really digging out the details for her one by one.

   And every time you correct one, you have to start all over again.

   "Generally, the little finger of a female role will stick up." Ye Hanzhi stood not far behind her, holding a mobile phone and controlling the music.

   "Is that so?" Tang Zhixi followed suit.

   "Bend down a little more."

"so?"

"Yeah." Ye Hanzhi stood closer and found a mole on the inside of her right ring finger, so he took another look and said softly, "Be gentle, don't be too rigid. This section is to persuade the king to drink, listen to music and watch dances, so as to relieve worries." Worry, not to fight."

   Tang Zhixi: "."

   "Bend your right leg a little more. Tuck your waist in."

  Tang Zhixi did as he said, then looked at him behind him in the mirror and said, "I can't take it back."

   Ye Hanzhi always felt that he wanted to fight with this voice. He smiled, approached, and supported her waist with his mobile phone: "That's it."

  Tang Zhixi's eyelashes trembled, and she looked down at her waist. Ye Hanzhi just politely supported him with his mobile phone, and then took it away.

   "Look in the mirror." Ye Hanzhi looked into the mirror and said, "Just keep this position for a minute. Muscle memory."

  Tang Zhixi looked in the mirror for a while before saying, "Oh."

   It really verified what his senior sister said, "He is the best at picking mistakes." Ye Hanzhi's voice was gentle and patient, but very strict.

   In his eyes, the movements are not even a single centimeter good.

   Fortunately, Tang Zhixi was able to adapt to his strict method and cooperated very well.

"The sword should be placed in this position. Use your wrist hard, and when you dance the sword, walk over with a smaller step." Ye Hanzhi found that once she moved the two swords, within ten seconds, she would involuntarily exert strength, with a With a quack air, "The movements should be gentler. For this debut movement, the arms should be higher, in this position."

   As Ye Hanzhi said, he supported her wrist with the back of his hand.

  Tang Zhixi's hair was a little loose, and the broken hair on her forehead was wet with sweat. She looked up at his hand, and responded lightly.

   "Let's take a break."

   "Not tired." While talking, Tang Zhixi suddenly grabbed the hem of her clothes, trying to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

  But halfway through, he noticed Ye Hanzhi's surprised eyes, and silently put it down.

  Ye Hanzhi really didn't want to see it, but her movement was too sudden, he didn't realize it, and accidentally saw a white waist.

  He immediately looked away, turned around and went to the side to get the paper. Holding the paper in his hand, Ye Hanzhi exerted a little force on his hand, and then quickly regained his composure.

  As if he didn't see anything, he took the paper and handed it to Tang Zhixi: "Wipe off your sweat."

  Tang Zhixi pulled two sheets and wiped them: "Go on."

"Um."

  In the evening, the two ate together nearby, took a rest after eating, and went back to the practice room together.

   After correcting the movements, Tang Zhixi has a good memory and muscle memory, and almost every corrected place will not make mistakes again.

   Just need to practice over and over again.

   proficiency, feeling

  Ye Hanzhi just looked at her, played music for her, and occasionally mentioned something to her.

  Tang Zhixi's casual outfit today is a little slim, showing her figure, with a slender waist, long legs and fair skin. It may be because of the dance skills, the waist is very soft, and the lower waist is not a problem at all.

  The fingers are long and slender, the fingertips are beautiful, and each gesture has a unique beauty.

  The voice of opera came from the stereo: 'Success or failure rises and falls in an instant. Drink with peace of mind and sit in the treasured tent’

  Tang Zhixi turned around, Ye Hanzhi's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly said, "Zhixi, look at me."

  The lights in the practice room were very bright, and Tang Zhixi's white skin was somewhat reflective. She raised her eyes to look at Ye Hanzhi. The latter's red lips were raised gently, and his eyes were smiling.

  Inadvertently, Tang Zhixi suddenly bumped into his eyes, and she kept her original movements in a daze.

  Ye Hanzhi didn't look away, watching her eyes darken bit by bit. Looking at the crystal beads of sweat on her face, it flowed down slowly, along the jaw line to the neck, and then fell into the clothes.

  Two seconds later, he lowered his eyes and looked away, suppressing the impulse in his heart.

  Tang Zhixi also recovered, stood up straight and said, "What's wrong?"

   "Eye contact." Ye Hanzhi Qingyue's voice was a little hoarse, "Bawang is sitting behind you, remember to make eye contact in this place."

"knew."

   "Go back twice more."

"Um."

   It was almost ten o'clock before Tang Zhixi finished.

  Ye Hanzhi let her sweat before leaving.

   "How can you be so delicate." Tang Zhixi muttered.

  Ye Hanzhi handed her the paper, and upon hearing this, he smiled and said, "Girls can be more delicate."

   Tang Zhixi laughed, wiped off her sweat, and tied her hair again. Then I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the practice room and watched the night scene outside.

  Ye Hanzhi was quietly beside her, not disturbing her.

   After a while, Tang Zhixi said, "Why don't you learn opera?"

"When I was young, I was fond of playing and found it too hard." Ye Hanzhi looked outside and said, "Later... I really couldn't learn it. My mother is a Danjiao, and she thinks I have a good voice, so she always wants to train me in this direction. But I I really don't have that figure, I don't have that talent, and I don't look like anything. My mother said it was disgusting."

   Tang Zhixi smiled and turned her head to look at him, her gaze stayed on his waist for a while and said, "It's pretty good."

"What?"

"nothing."

  Ye Hanzhi didn't worry too much about what she was talking about. Seeing that she was in a good mood, he said more, and continued: "Even so, my mother forced me to learn while enduring the nausea, and then it became even more disgusting."

   Tang Zhixi's smile deepened at the end of her eyes.

"During that time, I fought wits and courage with my mother all day long, which made her anxious, and my father chased me all over the yard." Ye Hanzhi smiled and said, "Until my mother found out that my little niece is very talented, This is how I let go. I tricked my niece from my elder brother's house."

   "You will be beaten too?"

   "No, my dad is too old to outrun me."

  Tang Zhixi held the handle and laughed softly.

   It was the first time I saw her smile like this, and the sense of alienation faded a little, and the surprise became even more amazing. Ye Hanzhi looked sideways at her, thinking in his heart.

   You should smile more.

   Today's third master is a gentleman.

  (end of this chapter)