My Bai Yueguang and I became rivals in love

Nani?

Jiang Che's mouth opened, he was stunned for a moment, Xu Wushi had already finished a cup of throat-moisturizing tea he had painstakingly brewed for Xiaobai, and he also made a suggestion by the way.

"Let's make honeysuckle next time. I don't really like the smell of Luo Han Guo."

Ha ha.

Jiang Che rolled his eyes inwardly, seeing that he had drunk all the tea, he went along with the flow and talked about Bai Yiyue, "Xu Wushi, can you show mercy later?"

Xu Wushi raised his eyes suspiciously.

Jiang Che simply pulled away the chair next to him and sat down, crossed his legs, and turned his body slightly to one side, trying to discuss with him: "If Bai Yiyue hasn't met your requirements, you can go and give advice, don't worry about it." Don't want him."

"He's very smart, and he's sure to be able to figure it out."

The trousers Jiang Che wore today were a bit long, so he purposely folded them up when he went out.

Right now, Erlang's legs are crossed, and the hem of the trousers has been moved up an inch, revealing a delicate and fair ankle, which makes people look at it and unconsciously want to play with it.

Together with this idea, Xu Wushi immediately put it into action.

His palm was broad, his fingers were slender and well-defined, and with a slack squeeze, he wrapped the narrow and thin ankle in his palm.

Jiang Che was taken aback by his sudden movement.

Just when he was about to scold, he saw Xu Wushi turn down his folded trousers.

The long finger stroked the upper crease twice, and Xu Wushi reprimanded in a gentle tone: "Don't show your ankles next time, or you will easily get old and cold legs when you get older."

....... cold you paralyzed

Jiang Che had ten thousand swear words rolling in his vocal cords, but he finally swallowed them back with steel-like will.

Forget it, Lao Jiang's family precepts are not to speak harshly to disabled people whose intelligence is below normal standards.

Although Xu Wushi looked like a dog, he might have a serious brain disease.

"Why do you take care of me so leniently? My dad doesn't take care of me like that."

He muttered unhappily, and Jiang Che folded up his trousers again.

But in the next second, Xu Wushi let him go again.

After tossing and tossing several times, Jiang Che simply gave up fighting and leaned his head back against the back of the chair.

He rested his chin on one hand, and looked impatiently at Xu Wushi who lowered his head to smoothen his trouser legs, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Go now."

Xu Wushi left behind the endless words, got up and walked out.

Jiang Che didn't understand it at first, but when he turned his gaze, he saw the one-sided glass on the wall reflecting the figure of the other party pushing the door into the studio.

The scene Bai Yiyue is going to try today is a crying scene with very complicated emotions. In the ending of "Do Not Escape", the hero You Zheng finally discovers that Tang Liqing is the real murderer behind the scenes.

Although You Zheng really wanted to keep this brother next door who grew up with him as a childhood sweetheart, in the end he followed his heart and shot and killed this stubborn criminal himself.

Tang Liqing was shot on the cliff, and instead of dying immediately, he held his wound and walked towards You Zheng step by step with difficulty and persistence.

After holding You Zheng's hand again, the anger and unwillingness in Tang Liqing's eyes was gradually replaced by sadness.

In the end, tears flowed down and she died in You Zheng's arms.

Bai Yiyue has always played the part where her bad mood changed from anger and reluctance to sadness. It was either too exaggerated or too blunt.

This kind of crying scene with complex emotions is a special test of knowledge and comprehension ability, even students from serious majors may not be able to perform well.

What's more, Bai Yiyue is just a singer who debuted in an audition.

So when the director called out the card for the third time, he was so anxious that he almost cried.

Seeing this, other people at the scene felt sympathetic, but they didn't dare to go forward to comfort them rashly, for fear that this would affect the other party's brewing emotions even more.

Bai Yiyue stood in front of the camera at a loss, wiped the sweat off her face, and as soon as she put her hands down, she saw Xu Wushi walking in.

The actor's aura was too strong to be ignored, and the staff gave way one after another.

Xu Wushi walked up to Bai Yiyue, ignoring the other party's sweaty, nervous and embarrassed appearance, and took the script in his hand to talk to him.

"Your problem is that you haven't figured out the psychological state of the character well. What do you think Tang Liqing's feelings for You Zheng are?"

Bai Yiyue raised her neck, stared at this handsome and tall man who looked like a god in a daze, and replied stammeringly: "Um...yes, hatred, jealousy,"

"Anger, I can't let go, and, and..."

"I still like it."

Xu Wushi took what Bai Yiyue dared not say emotionally, "Although there is no obvious emotional drama here, it is indeed mentioned in the original novel that Tang Liqing likes You Zheng."

"You have to learn to express emotions with your eyes."

He held out his hand, "Hold me, and read this line."

Breathing slightly, Bai Yiyue looked at the beautifully skeletal palm in front of her, and after putting it on it carefully, she began to read her lines, "You Zheng, I actually really hate you."

"I really want to take you to die together, but I don't know why, I just can't do it..."

"Tell me, why can't I do it?"

Bai Yiyue finished reciting the lines emotionally, and saw Xu Wushi frowning slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with his performance.

Just when he thought that the other party would leave without saying a word and give up teaching him, Xu Wushi lowered his brows and continued to explain to him clearly, "You don't have to worry about the emotion of each word."

"You send and receive emotions too precisely, so it doesn't look natural, you try..."

Sitting on the boss's chair, Jiang Che watched Xu Wushi not knowing what he had said to Bai Yiyue. His Xiaobai's eyes lit up immediately, with an expression of adoration on his face, and he nodded fiercely like a chicken pecking at rice.

After Xu Wushi left the stage, Bai Yiyue took one shot to the end, and it couldn't have been smoother.

Jiang Che was originally going to be jealous, but after thinking about it, Xiaobai's good performance means that he can enter the group, and being able to enter the group means that Xiaobai will be very happy.

If Xiaobai is happy, then he is also happy.

This wave is not a loss, since it is not a loss, there is no need to be angry.

After Jiang Che used his own logic to lower the anger level back to a safe point, he felt a little thirsty.

When Xu Wushi opened the door and came in, he happened to see Jiang Che drinking his glass of milk.

The young master is fair, beautiful and naturally cute. When drinking milk from a cup, his jaw is slightly raised, and light blue blood vessels can be seen on his thin neck.

Like a delicious and juicy dessert, a small prey with thin skin and tender stuffing.

After Jiang Che finished drinking the milk, he threw the glass into the trash can in a gesture of throwing darts.

As soon as the chair turned, I saw Xu Wushi standing at the door with two long straight and slender legs, like a door god.

Because it was against the light, Jiang Che couldn't see Xu Wushi's face clearly, and could only feel with his keen nerves that the other party's eyes must have fallen on his face.

She loves discipline and peeping, this attribute is no one else.

Remembering that he just drank a glass of milk without asking, Jiang Che immediately restrained his temper a little, and said bluntly: "Then what, thank you for guiding Xiaobai."

"It's nothing." Xu Wushi walked in and rubbed Jiang Che's hair, "It's just for your sake."

Jiang Che frowned, and swept the area he rubbed twice in disgust, "Don't touch my head, you can't touch a man's head."

"Really?" Xu Wushi raised his hand and rubbed it again as he spoke, with a smile in his eyes, "Why can't you touch such soft hair?"

......Soft you paralyzed!

Jiang Che couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Xu Wushi's wrist and twisted it back.

With a sharp and quick click, Xu Wushi's arm was twisted and dislocated with a click.

Hmph, let's see if you dare to do anything again, you stupid idiot.

Just as Jiang Che let go, he saw Zhou Yan running in screaming.

"My God, Brother Xu, are you okay?"

"Mr. Jiang, Brother Xu's arm was injured in filming before, and it is easy to dislocate. The doctor said that if it is injured again, it may be useless..."

"Why are you so cruel!"

Zhou Yan hugged Xu Wushi's arm and turned around anxiously, calling for someone and an ambulance.

Jiang Che was a little flustered by what he said, and hurriedly went to see Xu Wushi.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

The other party's face was slightly pale and his brows were furrowed, as if enduring the pain, his jaw was drawn into a sharp line.

Seeing him look, she forcefully hooked the corners of her lips, and comforted him gently with her eyes: "It's okay, don't listen to Zhou Yan's nonsense."

Jiang Che pursed his lips, staring blankly at Xu Wushi with one arm hanging, and walked out of the conference room step by step with Zhou Yan's support.

The nanny van is already waiting downstairs.

Zhou Yan helped Xu Wushi into the car, closed the door and hurriedly told the driver: "Brother Zhang, go to the nearest hospital."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp bone "crack" sound from his side.

Xu Wushi connected the dislocated arm, leaned back in the chair in a relaxed posture under Zhou Yan's astonished gaze, raised his chin and told the driver: "There is no need to go to the hospital, go home."

After all, he took out his phone and played games.

"Brother Xu, are you okay?"

Zhou Yan stared at his dislocated arm anxiously, and saw his fingers swipe across the screen nimbly and freely, and suddenly had a bold guess.

"Brother, are you lying to Mr. Jiang?"

"Well, so if he asks, you just watch the answer."

Zhou Yan: "......" I have a dirty word, I don't know if I should say it or not?

Jiang Che sat alone in the meeting room for a while, and was about to leave when he saw Bai Yiyue walking in.

The other party looked weird, stared at him and asked cautiously: "Mr. Jiang, are you and Brother Xu okay?"

Jiang Che was inexplicably asked, "What can I do with him?"

Bai Yiyue raised her index finger and gently scratched the corner of her eyes, and said a little embarrassedly: "I just heard that you got into a fight with Brother Xu, and you broke one of his arms."

Jiang Che was at a loss for words, and raised his head and smiled at him: "Xiaobai, do you think I am like this kind of person?"

Bai Yiyue didn't answer, she hesitated for a moment with her head down, but she mustered up the courage to persuade him: "President Jiang, brother Xu is a very good person, don't always dislike him."

"Don't hit him, okay?"

At the end of the words, there was even a hint of soft pleading.