It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Huo Dieyi stood up, clasped his hands across his chest, and looked stern:

"You're working in the field I love most. Since I've agreed to be your teacher, I'll definitely teach you everything I know. Take the class seriously and don't slack off. If you perform well, I'll write a play for you."

Xiao Huai raised his eyebrows: "If it is a play, I will indeed write a script later. Please help me review it."

"Oh?" Huo Dieyi didn't expect Xiao Huai to be interested in acting and screenwriting. "What kind?"

"We'll know when the time comes. Oh, by the way, Miss Dieyi, you can perform too."

Huo Dieyi frowned slightly. This time, Xiao Huai called her Miss Dieyi. He was asking Huo Dieyi as a screenwriter.

Huo Dieyi raised his sleeves and made a standard opera gesture, "What do you think?"

A rhetorical question that speaks for itself.

Huo Dieyi: "If you write a good play, I might consider joining."

"Okay, thank you." Xiao Huai waved at her, and when he left, he heard Huo Dieyi say behind him.

"Come here every day at noon."

Chenshi, seven in the morning.

You only need to go to school at 8 am, and you have to go even earlier to attend Huo Dieyi's class.

In fact, most people who study opera will get up even earlier. Huo Dieyi knows that many people fish for three days and dry the net for two days.

If you get up too early at the beginning, some people may give up studying in the beginning.

Xiao Huai nodded slightly.

Huo Dieyi looked at Xiao Huai's departing back.

I thought to myself: He said he is not very smart, I just hope he can make up for his shortcomings with hard work and be more diligent.

How difficult is it to grow to the level of being able to perform on stage in just one week?

Ten minutes on stage, ten years off stage.

This deal was no easy task for her.

However, how could it not be an impossible task to lead her through the fog?

She sighed and whispered to herself, "People are always like this, wishful thinking, pursuing impossible things. I am the same."

She lay on the sofa and wanted to believe Xiao Huai once.

She wanted to go through the fog and reach the impossible place.

----

Xiao Huai left Huo Dieyi's office and saw a familiar figure leaning against the wall as soon as he turned the corner.

Even though he was wearing a black mask, it was difficult to hide his extraordinary temperament.

Lu Yuanshi took off his mask, revealing a whole lake hidden in his eyes, which was impossible to see through or clearly.

But even so, Xiao Huai couldn't help but stare into his eyes, trying to find a ray of light to illuminate him.

This thought only lasted for a moment before Xiao Huai looked away.

Lu Yuanshi came forward dishonestly and put his arm around Xiao Huai's shoulders: "Aren't you surprised that I'm here?"

"You always think the same as me. You want to come here to find something, right?" Xiao Huai gently patted Lu Yuanshi's hand, which was resting dishonestly on his shoulder.

He put his hand down reluctantly, "Yes, Huo Dieyi should have a connection with the Huo family."

"Well, that's what I thought, so—I found this." He handed him the family photo he had found in the corner earlier.

Xiao Huai: "That Young Master Huo might be Huo Dieyi's brother."

Lu Yuanshi looked at the photos for a few seconds and stopped.

Xiao Huai noticed him and stopped as well: "What's wrong?"

At this moment, Lu Yuanshi raised the corners of his mouth, raised his hand, and slid his fingertips along the hair in front of Xiao Huai's forehead. When Xiao Huai's attention was attracted by that hand, he quietly moved close to Xiao Huai's ear and whispered in his ear as if tickling him:

"Then why did you want to learn opera from Huo Dieyi later?"

Sure enough, he heard it.

Lu Yuanshi's voice made Xiao Huai's ears red, but of course it was just a physiological redness. He himself didn't look like anything was wrong.

Even so, Lu Yuanshi's eyes still fell on his pink ears.

Xiao Huai took a step sideways, "Where did you hear it from?"

Lu Yuanshi shook his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "I've heard almost everything."

"You wouldn't be there when Huo Dieyi comes back, would you?"

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Huai was a little speechless. Lu Yuanshi had been following Huo Dieyi non-stop, so fast, and yet he hadn't been discovered.

He didn't know that the person Lu Yuanshi was following was not Huo Dieyi, but himself.

But Lu Yuanshi wouldn't tell him, and he wouldn't know.

"I'm studying acting because I have a play I want to perform. Do you have any questions?"

Lu Yuanshi raised his hand and there were four or five small notebooks in his hand.

Actor's certificate, professional performance certificate...

A series of certificates.

"I took the test when I had nothing to do. If you want to learn, you can come to me." Lu Yuanshi smiled.

Xiao Huai glanced at the documents in Lu Yuanshi's hand.

It turns out that he is a real actor with real money and certificates and a booklet.

"It's a pity that you don't become an actor." Xiao Huai patted his shoulder and walked out.

Lu Yuanshi followed his steps and asked, "How about I just be your actor?"

"Just be your own actor."

Xiao Huai looked up at him, his eyes gleaming with intelligence.

"You reminded me that you seem to be very suitable for a role." He suddenly lifted Lu Yuanshi's chin and looked at him as if he was observing a work of art.

After a moment, he laughed: "Lu Yuanshi, do you want to play a couple with me?"

Lu Yuanshi was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Huai: "Don't worry, it's just acting, you don't have to do it for real. You just need to pretend that you love me very much."

Lu Yuanshi's hands hanging by his side were slightly bent.

After saying this, Xiao Huai walked forward.

Lu Yuanshi stood there and looked at him.

He said it very softly.

"I've never felt in love."

Xiao Huai turned sideways, and his peripheral vision fell on Lu Yuanshi.

"Then you just look at me carefully and don't leave me." Xiao Huai walked back to Lu Yuan's side step by step: "The stage is set, you and I are both actors in the play."

The characters in the play carry the soul of the role, and whether they love or not is all the will of the soul.

For an actor, that is called getting into the role. The character's soul takes over their body, and they can gain strength from the character with just a glance.

But they don’t know that they are also involved in the game.

Often, people involved in the game are most likely to fall into the trap of making the fake become real.

Lu Yuanshi reached out and touched Xiao Huai's cheek.

This time, Xiao Huai did not dodge.

He spoke clearly, word by word: "Okay, then I will definitely show you what my beloved looks like."

Xiao Huai looked at him, and at that moment, he seemed to feel the power in those dark eyes.

"Ah."

Perhaps in the play, both of them can speak their inner thoughts without restraint.

Lu Yuanshi lowered his eyes, and his gaze became clear and moist.

The person in front of me is as bright as the moon and stars.

He never thought that they would meet on the stage in the future.

He had a faint smile.

Whispering in my heart.

It’s great to be able to come to him.

----

In the Jinlemen Hall, several people waited for the two people for a while, but they didn't show up for a long time.

When everyone thought something might have happened to them, they looked up and saw them coming back together.