Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 354: First Intimate Contact, First Kiss
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Piazza della Signoria in Florence was filled with the excitement and restlessness of the carnival art festival.

Not only hearing and vision, but also taste.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of acrylic paint, the basil aroma of paninis people held in their hands, and the smell of burnt birch bark as a Finnish poet burned his poems on the spot.

Tourists come here and walk towards the Old Palace Museum in large numbers, and naturally stop here.

Some come to watch the fun, some join in the fun, and so on.

The only thing that is certain is that the competition will be very fierce today as the stalls of wandering painters are growing like wild spores.

A group of tourists walked to the entrance of the square. Judging from their attire and aura, they did not look like an ordinary tour group.

There were as many as three photographers following them, taking pictures of the two Asian faces who were talking and laughing as they walked forward.

The banner held up by the team read "2007 China-Italy Cultural Year Exchange Group".

2006-2007 was the China-Italy Cultural Exchange Year, and two years before that was the China-France Cultural Exchange Year.

This is the country's friendly exchanges and interactions on the world stage before the Olympics, through cultural going out and bringing in, in order to empower the Olympics.

The Italian translator guided the two Chinese-looking men forward: "Teacher Tan, Teacher Jia, shall we go see the sculpture?"

Section Chief Jia was a little tempted: "Old Tan, why don't we go directly to the Old Palace Museum? The sculptures in the square are all replicas anyway."

Tan Dun smiled and waved his hands: "I don't care, it's up to you."

"Okay, lead the way." Chief Jia's face was wrinkled with smile.

His purpose was the same as Boss Lu's, he also wanted to take a look at the world-famous painting "Spring".

It is worth mentioning that the two big names in this exchange group are Chief Jia and Tan Dun.

The former needs no elaboration. In 2006, his film "Still Life" won the Venice Golden Lion. He is familiar with all aspects of the Italian cultural world.

Tan Dun actually has a higher status in the Western art world than Director Jia.

He is a Chinese-American composer and conductor, and his score for Ang Lee's "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" won the Oscar for Best Original Score.

This time, at the request of the country, he created "Marco Polo", which became the focus of cultural opera music exchange between China and Italy and attracted widespread attention.

In addition, he also arranged the music for the award ceremony of this Olympic Games, "Jasmine Flower".

In other words, it is precisely because of the Sino-Italian cultural exchange that people like Tan Dun and Section Chief Jia who were invited to visit Piazza della Signoria are both acquainted with Mr. Lu.

The latter naturally didn't know, or everything was ready to satisfy the "artistic passion" of the little mute Liu Yifei.

He bought a drawing board, paper and pen and chose a shady place.

"I need to think carefully about the slogan for this stall."

"Fortune-telling doesn't have a real connection here. Westerners can't grasp its mysteries. I'm sticking with my old ways, selling paintings, Chinese paintings."

Charcoal can also be used for Chinese painting, expressing the shape and texture of objects through changes in lightness, thickness, and density, which is similar to the use of brush lines in Chinese painting.

He then asked Concubine Liu Yi: "What about you? What talents do you have?"

Xiao Liu posed without thinking, looking graceful and slender, and raised her eyebrows proudly at the washing machine.

It looks like the folk dance and Chinese dance that she learned from Liu Xiaoli since she was a child.

Whether she dances well or not is another matter. Anyway, no one likes her when she wears a scarf and sunglasses. Who knows who here?
Let’s have fun!
Liu Yifei took the drawing board and was about to write a slogan, but Boss Lu stopped her: "Wait! We can't do it like this."

The little girl looked at him in confusion.

Boss Lu casually gestured around: "These people have been performing arts for many years. They are all very skilled in their own unique skills. I've seen quite a few painting in the Impressionist style alone."

"Your dancing is pretty bad..."

The old fox took the drawing board from her hand and said confidently: "Play the victim, you have to play the victim."

Then he picked up his pen and wrote:

My brother suffers from leg disease and makes a living by selling Chinese paintings;

My sister has a mouth disease, but she has a strong oriental dance style.

I am now setting up a stall here to perform, exchanging my talent for tickets, hoping to enter the museum and see the beauty of "Spring"!

Three coins can be exchanged for a Chinese-style portrait or a dance performance!
Liu Yifei covered her mouth and laughed, and reached out to poke his thigh. The Berlin Film Award winner immediately started acting, limping a few steps on the spot to adapt.

Even with his limp, he could still perform in the styles of Kong Yiji, The Gadfly, and even Fu Hongxue, and anyone watching him would be confused.

The two of them thought that Chinese and English alone were not enough, so they added a line of French.

The French was naturally written by Xiao Liu, but Lu Kuan also spoke some daily expressions.

He would not admit that he did the research specifically to see Sophie Marceau's charming body, but would only say that it was something he came across while studying the theory of the French New Wave.

So a pair of slightly weird "brother and sister" appeared.

The man was as tall as a cypress, with straight shoulders, as if he had been cut out with a ruler.

The dark-colored suit pants wrapped around his tight thigh muscles, but unfortunately his legs didn't seem to be aligned properly, and he limped when he walked.

The girl stood at the edge of his shadow, her beautiful legs particularly eye-catching under her black jacket and hot pants.

Curious people took a closer look and saw that both of them were wearing sunglasses, and the girl was even wearing a baseball cap, which looked very mysterious.

But just from her exposed cherry lips, beautiful nose and jade-like crystal skin, you can tell that she is a rare beauty.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman walked into the performance and exchange circle of artists. The sunlight split the spire of the old palace tower, turning the outlines of the two into gilded silhouettes.

The man simply held up a sign and shouted, his voice resounding and powerful, but unfortunately he had a leg problem and walking was not very convenient;
The girl followed him closely, her fingers crossed in front of her belly looking like freshly peeled wild rice stems, her nails sheen like mother-of-pearl.

The dislocation they felt when standing still was like an ancient Greek double statue damaged by war but still intact—

The god of war's greaves were broken, and the nymph's voice was silent, but the brokenness gave birth to an even more breathtaking beauty.

The Egyptian girl who came to ask for coins was the first to discover this pair of "brother and sister". She came over to take a look and was shocked!
It's a pity for these two people's figures and appearance. It turns out that they both have secrets. I didn't notice that the Asian man had a leg disease just now.

"Hey, how about you give me a dance... no, how about we dance together?"

The Egyptian girl was quite nice. She immediately threw down three coins from an unknown country and extended her hand enthusiastically to Concubine Liu Yi.

She wanted to liven up the atmosphere at the brother and sister's stall, just like the man who was sitting on the ground like a big boss, not moving at all. When could she collect all the tickets?

When business comes to him, Boss Lu naturally offers kind words: "Thank you very much, please dance with me, no time limit!"

There was a sudden burst of cheers in the square. Who wouldn’t want to see such an exotic beauty?
The two came to the middle of the venue, and someone had already played "Carnival of Venice" as background music.

Xiao Liu tapped his toes lightly, and with his hands flying, he drew the arc of his mother's arm movements in "Flying Apsaras" into the sky of the Apennines.

The Egyptian girl was not to be outdone. She suddenly shook her shoulders and spun around. The turquoise inlaid in her belly button reflected the faint light of the Sahara starry sky.

Liu Yifei smiled and swung the silk scarf in her hand as if it were a dancer's sleeve. The Egyptian girl cooperated by catching it and wrapping it around her wheat-colored arm.

The young director who loved to watch the fun became more excited and cheered loudly from the sidelines:

"This is the Nile River catching up with the Yangtze River! Great job!"

He walked around with his cap, asking for coins: "Everyone, this is my sister. If you want to see her dance, you can make a reservation. Ladies can dance with her!"

The wandering artists all smiled and donated generously. It must be hard for the brother to limp like that, as it was rare to see an Asian face here.

You must have suffered a lot to make this pilgrimage to the art capital of the Renaissance!

Suddenly there was another burst of whistles and cheers in the stadium.

Lu Kuan, who was busy collecting money, looked back and saw Xiao Liu tapping the floor tiles with his toes, his body sliding out in a smooth arc, and his waist twisting like a willow branch brushing against spring water.

The Egyptian girl was so excited that she danced barefoot.

As she stepped on the rhythmic beats, the wheat-colored waist chain vibrated like the metallic sound of the Nile River, and the silver bells around her waist shimmered with the swing of her pelvis.

It is truly breathtakingly beautiful!

The artistic young people at the scene have spontaneously started singing and dancing, bringing the atmosphere to a climax.

Of course, the young director could see that Liu Xiaolu had run out of tricks, repeating the same few moves over and over again...

When I have time, I have to go home and learn a few more tricks from my mother, so that I can make a living by performing on the road.

Boss Lu collected half a cap of coins from various countries, thinking that he could just be Liu Yifei's agent, and there was no need for him to do anything himself.

"Guide?"

"Is that the guide?"

A familiar local accent interrupted the "lame brother" who was still begging for pity.

Chief Jia shouted, and then asked Tan Dun beside him with some uncertainty. The Olympic full-time composer frowned and couldn't figure out what he meant.

Lu Kuan, who was wearing sunglasses, turned around and saw that Tan Dun and Section Chief Jia were blocked outside the crowd and were waving at him suspiciously.

What the hell!

Why are they both here?
I’m going to be fucked, get out of here!

It happened that Liu Yifei had just finished a dance, with sweat still oozing from her smooth forehead. She was smiling and gesturing to the Egyptian dancer.

Boss Lu didn't have time to explain. He rushed over, grabbed her hand and ran away: "We know someone here, hurry up!"

The Egyptian girl was stunned for a few seconds, looking at the "lame brother" who had won so much of her sympathy before in disbelief. How could he suddenly be able to walk so fast?

The artists who were singing and dancing just now changed their expressions instantly!

"Damn it! He's not a cripple!"

"My coin! Give it back to me!"

"Chase this kid!"

There was chaos in front of the bustling Old Palace Museum. Some people were making a fuss, and even more were laughing and joking. They were all traveling artists who liked to join in the fun and show off.

However, there were a few white men who had been queuing to watch Liu Yifei dance who reacted and quickly chased after her.

Boss Lu's palm tightly grasped the little girl's wrist bone, and the two of them ran and laughed as if they were performing a common romantic scene in the movie.

Amidst the throng, the two stepped on the marble tiles wetted by the Neptune Fountain, the water marks on their feet becoming fleeting lotus flowers under the scorching sun;

Boss Lu accidentally bumped into an Italian girl who was eating a cream cake, and the cream splashed onto the thigh of the David statue, like adding a touch of cream icing to the Renaissance.

The two of them dodged into the shadow of the mercenary loggia, a narrow space with a wide back pressed against Cellini's bronze statue, their Adam's apples rolling up and down with thirst;

Liu Yifei's hair stuck to her flushed cheeks, and the smile on her lips made her earrings swing. She curled up quietly on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

Behind them, a group of street performers were chasing them with laughter, led by the belly dancer from earlier, and the bell hip chains were deafening.

As the pursuit drumbeats approached, she bit her lower lip tightly, and her eyelashes trembled like dandelion fluff in the wind.

Only after seeing the pursuers miss him did Boss Lu breathe a sigh of relief: "Today I really risked my life to accompany a beautiful woman!"

After running around like crazy for a while, Liu Yifei still found it quite amusing. She typed with a sweet smile: [It's your own fault for liking to lie. Now you've been exposed, right?]

"What was exposed? It was just unfortunate that two acquaintances showed up. I almost got myself killed!"

What is social death?

"It's social death." Boss Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"For example, I just bragged to you about having a seafood dinner at noon, and then vomited instant noodles all over the floor after drinking. That's social death."

The metaphor was very vivid and Xiao Liu understood it immediately.

The danger alert was lifted, and the young men and women sat down on the steps and smiled at each other.

It would certainly be an exaggeration to say that I was lucky to have "survived a disaster", but such a small adjustment and episode seemed quite interesting in a foreign country.

The mist from the fountain blew into the alley with the wind, and sunlight leaked in through the gaps in the hydrangea bushes. Lu Kuan raised his hand to wipe the dust off the girl's nose, and the latter's stomach suddenly growled.

Liu Yifei was so busy having fun that she didn't even have lunch.

Boss Lu said venomously: "You farted on my clothes, didn't you? You pay for it!"

Concubine Liu Yi smiled and patted his thigh, and suddenly a look of joy appeared on her face.

Boss Lu turned around and saw a snack cart that could be seen everywhere in the square, selling ham and honeydew melon.

This is a common Italian snack: Parma ham wrapped around ripe Cantalupo melon and placed on a bamboo skewer for easy sharing.

"Want to eat?"

Xiao Liu, who was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back, nodded frequently.

"The money I just swindled comes in handy." Boss Lu turned around and grabbed a handful of coins from his baseball cap and stuffed them into the boss's pocket. He happily gave the boss a thumbs up.

So a world-class director and wealthy man, and his female star who was undergoing psychotherapy, sat leisurely on the fifteenth-century lime steps and shared street food together.

The travertine steps were cool, with a few clumps of wild basil growing out of the cracks. Liu Yifei's kneecaps, exposed from her shorts, just touched the wide, slightly open trouser legs as she forked a piece of ham and fed it to the man's mouth.

"Hmm... not bad."

Perhaps because he was hungry, Lu Kuan didn't complain this time. He leaned his arms back on the steps and enjoyed being fed by the beauty.

The sunlight at around three o'clock in the afternoon was a little harsh, but at this moment, Concubine Liu Yi still felt very warm.

After a crazy play with the one you love, you sit on the ancient steps in a foreign country, enjoying the hard-earned tranquility and warmth.

The faded awning of the grocery store at the end of the alley was dripping rhythmically with water. A line of arpeggios from a piano etude leaked out from a blind somewhere, quietly resonating with the breathing of the two people so close together.

Once upon a time, this was the scene she longed for most.

At present, they are not a "fairy couple" in the true sense, but the young man and woman who are better than a "fairy couple" patted their butts and left the Lord's Square.

But the stories they left behind are still unfolding.

There were many Mytube and Twitter users at the scene. The dance between the oriental girl and the Egyptian girl was captured by many cameras and mobile phones, including a few Chinese students.

Italy is the birthplace of the Renaissance, with a strong artistic atmosphere and many world-renowned art schools.

Most of the students who go to Italy to study these days are pursuing art majors.

Such as painting, fashion design, graphic design, opera music, etc.

These artistic young international students were extremely excited to capture this scene and uploaded it to major social media platforms in the form of pictures and videos.

By that evening, videos of Xiao Liu dancing with the Egyptian girl had appeared on blogs, Wenjie Video, and Tianya.

"A woman suspected to be the fairy sister Florence appeared and danced beautifully with exotic girls."

The viewing angle of this video is relatively far, and it was obviously not shot from the perspective of the crowd watching the excitement. The "lame brother" does not appear in the video.

In fact, he is not in almost any of the dozen or so videos that have gone viral online.

Who would leave two beautiful girls behind and take pictures of you, a cripple?
This can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.

"Isn't Xixi filming in North America? The video is so blurry, it must be fake!"

"It's fake at first glance. The crew of 'History's Sky' hasn't even finished filming yet, and she even attended a hearing two days ago. How could a leading actress like her run around like that?"

"But this figure and expression really look like Sissi!"

"I'm a long-time Fei fan. This is Xixi. Some of her dance moves are exactly the same as Aunt Liu's early ones. So here comes the question..."

The speed at which rumors spread is terrifying, but I didn’t expect the mainstream media to also make a big mistake.

The incident started when the official blog of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism forwarded a video titled "China-Italy Cultural Year, Chinese and foreign girls dance together to write a new chapter in cultural exchange."

Who said the official doesn’t like to take advantage of the popularity?
This kind of video, which comes from a folk perspective and can reflect the cultural exchanges between Chinese and foreign folks, is precisely the official's favorite propaganda material.

There is a profound meaning in it, like a heavy sword without an edge, and great skill appearing clumsy.

These days, the power of official media is extremely strong, so the secondary creative traffic of Wenjie Video was instantly maxed out.

There are many comparative analyses of the style and movements of Chinese and Western dance.

When video bloggers analyzed frame by frame the oriental girls' silk scarves and sleeves, their movements in "Flying Apsaras," and their gazes in "Spring River Moon Night," they suddenly realized...

How similar is this to Concubine Liu Yi?

Isn’t this Concubine Liu Yi?

In slightly higher-definition angles and videos, the small mole on the neck is faintly visible?
Well, the official hot event, which used the China-Italy Cultural Exchange Year as a gimmick, encountered an even more popular mainland actress, and the traffic exploded instantly.

According to later statistics, by 2005, Liu Yifei already had 36 personal websites, 117 forums, and a fan base of more than 17000 Penguin groups.

This is also a prerequisite for Boss Lu to cultivate her as a cash cow.

What about this life?

Not a single classic TV series has been left out, and with the support of blogs, Mytube and better film resources, under Yang Siwei's management, the number of fans is undoubtedly even greater.

This can be seen from the 1500 million followers she has on Blog.com, the largest online public opinion center in China.

This year, the number of Internet users in China reached 2.1 million, and Penguin had 3 million active users.

So, from blogs.com to Tianya and Maopu, from the entertainment industry to the dance industry and the North American Chinese community...

This video undoubtedly went viral.

But the same question was put before everyone - why did Liu Yifei go to the Renaissance capital when she was not filming a movie on the crew?

Not to mention whether the notorious tyrant on the set would agree, she herself has always had a reputation for professionalism in the circle, right?

But as the sign with Chinese, French and English characters that read "My sister has a speech impediment, but she has quite the oriental dance style" was uncovered;

The scene after the dance ends with Xiao Liu babbling and gesturing with the Egyptian girl...

Fans then realized this and started to speculate. A careful blogger edited and analyzed all the video clips circulating on the Internet and the Internet, and found that Liu Yifei did not say a word during the entire process!

When everyone thought about the series of intimidation and harassment rumors encountered during the filming in North America some time ago, they realized that something was wrong and left messages on Liu Yifei, her studio, and Yang Siwei's blog.

So, starting from Yang Siwei and Liu Xiaoli who were most closely involved, to old acquaintances such as Mei Yanfang, Jay Chou, Feng Yuanzheng, and then to friends in the circle such as Su Chang, Jing Tian, ​​Zhang Jingying, Tang Yan, as well as countless people in the industry who were either enemies or friends, everyone saw this video.

Yang Siwei didn't feel much.

She was naturally one of the first people to know that Liu Yifei had become aphasic, and she even flew to the United States to visit the studio's boss.

She could probably guess that Concubine Liu Yi, who appeared in Florence, was definitely not alone. Who else could be with her?

The answer is self-evident.

Yang Siwei, who has already made a big name for herself in the domestic entertainment industry, is looking forward to seeing when this atypical actress who often gives her "shocks" can bring her some surprises.

For example, one morning they suddenly announced that they had gotten married.

There are so many shocks like this!
But as far as this dance video is concerned, it is definitely not a bad thing. In fact, Yang Siwei received a notice from Blog.com and was ready to cooperate with the marketing when Weibo was launched.

With her keen sense of smell, she felt that the time should be approaching.

Liu Xiaoli was naturally relieved.

In other words, compared to others, she recognized at a glance that this was her eldest daughter.

In the video, the daughter clumsily demonstrated the dance moves she practiced with herself when she was a child.

For Ms. Liu Xiaoli, winner of the "National Five One Project Award", Xiao Liu's dance moves can indeed be described as clumsy.

But the joy and smile on his face were enough to comfort her heart.

The picture freezes at the moment when Liu Yifei is held up by the Egyptian girl. The light brown birthmark exposed on her lower back looks very much like the fever-reducing patch she used to apply when she had a fever and cried as a child.

Liu Xiaoli didn't see any trace of the young director in the video, but she knew he must be there.

Maybe they watched quietly, or applauded and cheered.

It seems that their relationship will take a step further after this trip.

She would never have thought that the lame guy who appeared vaguely in some videos was actually Boss Lu’s real self!
The old mother watched the whole thing with a grin on her face, then suddenly her smile stopped as if she had thought of something!

This time I come back...

Don’t you even have a child?!

Liu Xiaoli suddenly felt a little uneasy.

In the 2006 class of Beijing Film Academy, Jing Tian, ​​who had just finished arranging her final homework, was about to leave when several bootlickers followed her.

Zhai Tianlin: "Tiantian, are you free to have dinner together tonight? I'm very curious about your training methods and want to write about them in my essay this semester."

Zhu Yilong: "Yeah! Just to have some fun with the classmates. As the class secretary, I'm about to get calluses from all the nagging!"

Peng Guanying was a little more reserved and changed his approach to a roundabout one: "Jing Tian, ​​the teachers all praised your excellent basic skills. How about we have dinner tonight and you tell everyone how you practiced?"

Da Tiantian is usually very approachable and down-to-earth, so even though she has an amazing background, she always gets along well with everyone.

But this doesn't mean she has no attitude.

With such a family background and appearance, it is rare for one to show any sense of closeness except to people he truly likes and admires, or people who are of equal social status to him.

"Thank you, but I have plans tonight. Sorry." Jing smiled sweetly and said, "After we finish rehearsing the final play, I'll treat the students to a dinner."

The rich and beautiful girl left gracefully, leaving the three licking dogs with endless imagination.

Zhu Yilong was puzzled and said: "Everyone says Jing Tian is Director Lu's apprentice, but is it true? No one dares to ask."

"I think it's about the same. Didn't he spend half a year in his crew before joining the school?" Zhai Tianlin inquired carefully. It would be great if he could put more effort into the thesis.

Peng Guanying was helpless: "Anyway, just like Concubine Liu Yi, she is also a fairy flower in the paradise. Mortals should not think about her or miss her..."

"Hey!"

The three lickers sighed in unison.

When Jing Tian returned to her villa in Beijing, she immediately turned on her computer and searched for the video.

Just during the rehearsal, the assistant told her that Xiao Liu was suspected to have appeared in a European art capital.

Looking at her cheap senior sister singing and dancing in the Lord's Square, Da Tiantian was both amused and hateful!
She was happy that Concubine Liu Yi could get out of the shadows sooner, but...

Can you not do it at the cost of hurting yourself?
I had just finished filming a commercial for Northwest Cherries in Washington and went to see her. Even when something happened, she stayed with her and never left.

As a result, when the road widened, he was kidnapped in no time!
I've been to a world for two.

Where to go? Even Liu Xiaoli didn't know.

Jing Tian felt a little bitter in her heart. Why was it always me who got hurt?

Concubine Liu Yi, you are ruthless! You are cold-blooded!
You eloped with my teacher Lu...

Don’t take me with you!
"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

I don’t know if it was because of Da Tiantian’s resentment that spanned the more than 8000-kilometer Eurasian Continental Bridge, but Liu Yifei, who had just sat down at the "Mercato Centrale" in the city center, sneezed and did a hat trick.

It was her decision to eat here.

Because I have had very bad dining experiences in so-called high-end restaurants in Europe these days.

Perhaps this is the sadness of rich people - they are unable to discover the local delicacies that are truly popular and have a strong flavor in the streets and alleys.

So after visiting the Uffizi Gallery and the Pitti Gallery in the afternoon, she dragged her lame brother, whose leg had healed, to a place similar to a street stall in Florence.

"Are you catching a cold? It's so hot out there?" Lu Kuan gestured to her if she wanted his clothes.

Xiao Liu took it without any hesitation, folded it and put it under his butt. The temperature difference between day and night in Foshan City is large, and the stool is quite cold.

【Are you feeling suffocated when you are with me? 】

"What do you mean?" Lu Kuan looked at her puzzledly. What kind of feeling of suffocation are you talking about?

Liu Yifei pointed at the cigarette in his hand, which he had been playing with all day without smoking.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I don't have a smoking habit. I'm just killing time."

Boss Lu was a little hungry, so he picked up the fennel sausage and Chiana T-bone steak on the menu and started to plan a meal.

Xiao Liu considerately rinsed his cup, knife and fork and filled it with lemonade.

In fact, she noticed a detail very early on.

Except in front of smokers like Zhou Xun and Mei Yanfang, he almost never smoked in front of women.

Especially myself.

This is his gentlemanly side, and it was also one of the reasons why Concubine Liu Yi developed a liking for him when she was a girl.

But when she brought up this matter again today, she wanted to persuade Washing Machine to smoke less. She was obviously out of breath when she dragged her for a run in the afternoon.

What about that Taoist health-preserving exercise you used to practice? The Eight-Part Vajra Exercise? Why don't you practice it anymore?

The waiter first brought a traditional oven-baked thin and crispy pizza snack, and the two of them only had a few pieces.

Boss Lu chewed a few bites and said, "I practice occasionally. When I'm tired of filming and editing, I stand up and do a set to relax my muscles and activate my blood circulation."

"Why are you suddenly curious about this?"

Xiao Liu smiled gently, shook his head and began to concentrate on eating.

As smart as she was, she felt that now was not a good time to bring up this topic, even though she was genuinely concerned about Lu Kuan's health.

Stop creating a rebellious mentality in men. It is said that men are boys who never grow up.

After the full meal, both of them were very satisfied. Today was a wonderful day, which was much more thrilling than an ordinary trip.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when they returned to the Villa San Michele Hotel. The two of them would be staying in the same room tonight.

Although it is a room separated by a wall and a door.

But according to the way journalists write headlines, it is always right to write "Lu Kuan and Liu Yifei checked into a hotel!"

Xiao Liu was obviously a little absent-minded. As soon as he entered the door, he wanted to hide in his room, but was quickly grabbed by the man.

"What are you running for?"

Seeing her panic, Lu Kuan said, "Go ahead and scream, even if your throat hurts..."

"Oh yeah! You can't scream your throat out now!"

Boss Lu, true to his character, played the villain: "What should we do? Rehabilitation training! Learn to speak sooner rather than later, or how can we scream our throats out?"

He noticed on the way that Xiao Liu looked unwell and was about to skip rehabilitation training as usual.

The little girl's fair wrist was held in Lu Kuan's hand, and she knew that she had no way to escape today.

She sat down on the sofa helplessly, from a lost lamb to a lamb to be slaughtered.

In fact, having someone like Boss Lu, who is well versed in the art of vocal performance, to provide rehabilitation training for Liu Yifei is, in a sense, more effective.

Because the so-called rehabilitation training for aphasia patients is actually an attempt to re-establish the connection between things, the brain and language function organs.

Things that enter the eyes are captured by the brain, analyzed, and then transmitted to the language center, which then hands them over to the corresponding organs to complete the sound production.

Her hardware was intact; all she needed was to rebuild the process.

To some extent, this is not much different from teaching Concubine Liu Yi to speak again.

For example, he now follows the doctor's instructions and asks Xiao Liu to lie flat on the sofa, press his lower abdomen with a pillow, and then pile some heavy objects on top.

"As you inhale, lift your belly and push the pillow up."

"When you exhale, control the speed and gently contract your abdominal muscles."

"Come on, give it a try."

This is similar to the abdominal breathing taught in performance subjects, both of which are aimed at enhancing the coordination between the diaphragm and abdominal muscles, improving respiratory support, and strengthening neuromuscular control.

After repeating this several times, he asked her to sit up straight and used his index finger to lightly press the upper edge of Liu Yifei's thyroid cartilage to guide her to pronounce the sustained vowel "a".

This is to adjust the degree of vocal cord closure through tactile feedback.

All of these are different.

In the final stage, Boss Lu took a few cotton swabs from the front desk and pressed them on the front and back of Liu Yifei's tongue root, guiding her to use the tip of her tongue to resist the resistance and push up the front of the hard palate.

This is to exercise the degenerated tongue function.

"what..."

"Um..."

The little girl had been having a bit of a crazy time today, and then she was tortured by the old demon at night, so she was really exhausted in the end.

Plus, my pronunciation and neurological function hadn't been used for nearly a month, so they might have deteriorated a bit, and in an instant...

Some lewd sounds with pink fonts were heard.

Just like the sweet chirping of a nightingale, it arouses people's imagination.

The key point is that Boss Lu, who hasn't tasted meat for several months, is cooperating with Xiao Liu with a cotton swab in his hand, very close to her pretty face which instantly blushed.

This face alone can be seen every day.

Just a few charming sounds from the virgin that were almost like moans were not too devastating.

But now, the beauty in front of him, the subtle fragrance on the tip of his nose, and the ambiguous tones in his ears are invading his five senses in all directions, which is somewhat fatal.

Thus, Liu Yifei's voice was wrapped in a honey-like tremor, and the ending sound was like a spring breeze blowing over a silk string, breaking into fine sand in the swaying halo of the chandelier, and condensing into a numbing hook when it entered the cochlea...

This hook...

So tempting!

The ambiguous atmosphere was not unique to Lu Kuan; the blushing cheeks of the person involved, Liu Yifei, said it all.

She knew that the sudden lewd music she had just heard was somewhat tempting. She felt shy and her eyes drooped slightly as if she was drunk with peach blossom wine.

The girl didn’t dare to look up at him. In her sight and in her senses, she only felt that the man opposite her was getting closer and closer...

The warm breath almost hit the sides of her nostrils. Xiao Liu suddenly felt her slender waist being embraced in his arms, and a strong masculine scent hit her face.

She almost instantly anticipated the upcoming tenderness and affection, and willingly closed her eyes, tilting her head back slightly...

Boss Lu was certainly not a beast, and he abruptly and domineeringly held the little girl in his arms and kissed her lips.

First kiss fell.

Liu Yifei was a 20-year-old virgin. All her previous kissing scenes had been performed by a stand-in. She had only seen pigs run, but had never eaten pork.
The body straightened instantly!

The man's big, warm hand covered the back of her neck, and Xiao Liu felt as if she was struck by the first thunderbolt of spring.

The eyelashes shed tiny specks of light, and the movement of closing the eyes was as hasty as closing a diary in which one secretly wrote down one's thoughts.

Even my breath was held in a thread that was about to break...

He... His tongue seemed to be trying to pry open his...

Xiao Liu really wanted to give some "powerful" response.

But at this moment, I was so nervous that I couldn't be more nervous. My fingertips were sunk into the folds of his shirt, clinging tightly to it like a drowning man clinging to driftwood.

Her love for Lu Kuan and the primitive instincts of the girl's mature body exploded instantly, making her unable to help but be confused.

Chiguan was about to be breached, and Lu Kuan began to attack cities and territories unscrupulously.

Liu Yifei's mind was in a trance, not to mention for now, until she felt the burning palm begin to move around her lower back...

Xiao Liu was really stressed out this time, and suddenly bit Lu Kuan's lower lip. In his panic, he couldn't control the strength, and both of them smelled a hint of blood when their lips and teeth were intertwined...

"Ring ring ring!"

As if she had clicked a pause for the opening of this erotic drama, Concubine Liu Yi instantly came to her senses.

He babbled as he broke free from the washing machine, then ran back to his room with his head down.

Boss Lu looked at her shyly running away with a hint of nostalgia, then glanced at his phone helplessly.

"Hello? Anna?"

"Boss! The Ministry of Justice and the Foreign Affairs Commission have officially approved North America's acquisition of Netflix and Marvel!"

"boss?"

Huang Anna originally thought that this news would make Lu Kuan happier as his movie business had not been going well recently. However, she did not expect that even after she reported the good news several times, she did not receive the expected response.

Annunciation?

If you, Huang Anna, were not a big shot in the legal field and the head of the North American legal community, you might have been kicked out by now!
The fuse of the gunpowder has just been lit. With this luxurious hotel environment and extremely ambiguous atmosphere, tonight might be the finale!
Although Lu was not happy about not seeing the grand finale, at least he did not put personal interests above public interest and vent his anger on his subordinates.

"Okay, let's prepare the formalities!"

Lu Kuan said solemnly, "Now that Netflix has heard from us, contact the media outlets we previously communicated with and prepare to completely eliminate those discordant voices."

This refers to the obstruction, criticism and harassment of "The Sky of History".

Previously, due to the sensitivity of Netflix's hearing review, no major moves were made, and even the news that Xiao Liu had lost his voice was not made public.

The old demon calmed himself down, licked his lower lip that was bitten by the little girl, walked leisurely to the door, and cleared his throat.

"Xiao Liu, Netflix has passed the review, come out and celebrate with me, have a drink."

"The moon is so full tonight. How about we go to the terrace and have a drink as a group of four?"

"Also, we're going to make your speechlessness public because of the harassment you suffered. You can't just hide away and keep silent, right?"

Concubine Liu Yi in the room turned a deaf ear and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, with the afterglow of "passion" still on her pretty face.

That’s right, for her, the first intimate contact just now was already very “passionate”.

The passion still makes me a little scared.

This bastard is too experienced, I am no match for him at all.

Once he rubbed her into his arms, he treated her like a piece of soft mud and gave her whatever she wanted. She had no desire to resist.

No, we can't let him succeed so quickly.

I lost my first kiss, and I still don’t even have an explanation!
What do you take me for?
Over the years, she thought to herself that she had bravely taken ninety-nine steps forward, regardless of other people's opinions.

Do you still expect me to take this final step?

The noise of the washing machine outside the door made Liu Yifei blush. The nonsense excuses she made up sounded like naked teasing to her.

[I'm going to sleep now. We'll talk tomorrow if you have anything to say!]

Lu Kuan glanced at the message, then reluctantly went to the living room, opened a bottle of wine, and went to the terrace to enjoy the moonlight alone.

The clear light and fine wine accompany the lonely guest, but it's a pity that there is no beautiful woman tonight to accompany him.

(End of this chapter)