In the time of one class, Meng Yaoyao flew countless eye knives towards Ling Wei, and she couldn't swallow it in one breath.

This class is an acting class, and the teacher talks about emotional memory, first borrowing physical training to help you find your feelings, and then solidifying emotional memory through emotional accumulation.

The theory of this kind of performance is exactly what Ling Wei lacks, in the past, her performance completely relied on her own pondering and understanding, that is to say, God appreciates food and eats. Although there is aura, it lacks the support of a solid foundation, a bit like a castle in the air, and every time she plays a role, she has to spend a lot of time pondering.

Now that she has the opportunity to systematically learn acting, Ling Wei is still very serious, so she didn't notice Meng Yaoyao's gnashing of teeth at all.

Meng Yaoyao hated her liver and lungs so much here, but the perpetrator was listening to the lecture with relish, how could she not be even more annoyed.

The teacher was talking energetically, Ling Wei was attentive, and the classroom teaching was suddenly interrupted.

"Teacher. Meng Yaoyao raised her hand and stood up, "Teacher, can you let us experience the example you just gave through practice?"

The teacher just gave an example of a slap, he said that if you want to play the anger after the slap, then I 'snapped' and slapped you, and after the fan, you remember, and the emotional memory will be there, then when you fan again, you don't have to act, the natural reaction will become, and it is very real.

The interrupted teacher and the others in the classroom were stunned, Ling Wei hadn't reacted yet, she was still seriously thinking about what the teacher had just said, and completely ignored Meng Yaoyao's chaos as noise.

"Ling Wei, do you have any opinions?"

Ling Wei, who was thinking seriously, was patted on the shoulder by Zhang Yun next to him, and then he glanced at her and asked Ling Wei to look ahead.

Ling Wei turned her head and saw that the teacher was looking at her, Meng Yaoyao had already stood at the front of the classroom at some point, and many of the students' eyes were rolling quickly, looking like they wanted to watch a good show.

Ling Wei asked, "Teacher, I'm sorry, can you say it again?"

The teacher smiled: "Meng Yaoyao said that she wants to practice emotional memory with you, are you willing?"

Zhang Yun next to him laughed in a low voice: "Meng Yaoyao wants to slap you openly." ”

Ling Wei raised her eyebrows and asked, "Did you let me slap Meng Yaoyao?"

"Of course, I slapped you! I want to experience the emotion of slapping. On the stage, Meng Yaoyao immediately corrected.

Ling Wei ignored her and said politely to the teacher: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I don't get along with Meng Yaoyao, I'm afraid that our slapping scene will ruin your class." ”

She was stupid and wanted to cooperate with Meng Yaoyao to mess around.

Meng Yaoyao shouted: "Ling Wei, why do you talk so much nonsense, when you go out to film, what does the director ask you to do, do you have to ask questions endlessly, and then willfully refuse the director? This is not what our school teachers teach." ”

"Didn't you just tell me to have professionalism, and this is your professionalism? If so, then you will not chirp and show off your hypocrisy in the future!"

Meng Yaoyao said ruthlessly, she wanted to force Ling Wei to agree to come to power, and then she could take the opportunity to slap Ling Wei a few times.

Thinking of this, Meng Yaoyao felt that her hands were trembling.

The teacher didn't know what happened before, and after thinking about it, he felt that what Meng Yaoyao said had a certain amount of truth, and when filming, he couldn't refuse to act because of discord with the rival actors.

"Ling Wei, the teacher hopes that you can overcome your own personal factors and show the qualities you should have as an actor. The teacher thought for a while and proposed, "In this way, you two don't really need to fan each other, just borrow the position to complete, and focus on the comprehension and expression of emotions." ”

Meng Yaoyao felt that if she insisted on the real fan again, Ling Wei probably wouldn't agree, wait for Ling Wei to come up first, and then she wouldn't be able to fan it by mistake.

"I agree. ”

Ling Wei saw what Meng Yaoyao was thinking at a glance, and shook her head slightly regretfully, she was really a naïve child.

Now it's in the classroom of the school, not the scene of Uncle Meng Yaoyao's play, and it is really unclear to want to take advantage of the situation when the environment is not favorable. If you really want to bully someone, then do it in your own home turf, so that you can do whatever you want.

At this point, Ling Wei no longer refused, Meng Yaoyao wanted to slap her, then she would fulfill her.

So the two opponents in the class stood in the open space at the front of the classroom, and the other students looked at them nervously, curiously, or expectantly.

The teacher gave a simple request, asking the slapper to perform the momentum of the fan, and the fan to perform the angry emotion.

Ling Wei added a request, since it is an experience, then it must be experienced, and the two sides must rotate their roles, that is, fan each other.

This request is not too much, it is more fair to the two, the teacher nodded and agreed, and then Zhang Yun whistled to cheer for Ling Wei.

Meng Yaoyao offered to fan first, and Ling Wei generously agreed.

The division of labor between the two of them is like this: Ling Wei plays a pedestrian who walks aimlessly, and Meng Yaoyao walks from a distance angrily and slaps Ling Wei without saying a word.

The performance of the two began in front of everyone's eyes, watching Ling Wei take a leisurely walk without knowing that the catastrophe was coming, everyone's hearts were lifted, waiting for the slap conflict to happen.

Meng Yaoyao didn't even have to act, she just stripped off the cover just now and came at Ling Wei angrily, Ling Wei paused when she saw the comer, then regarded her as a stranger, looked away and continued to wander.

Then Meng Yaoyao came to the front, and slapped her palm towards Ling Wei fiercely.

In the flash of light, Ling Wei's head flashed to the side, dodging the slap, and then there was a stunned and unbelievable look on his face, which quickly turned into anger, this expression changed very quickly, and when Meng Yaoyao regretted that she didn't slap Ling Wei's face, Ling Wei's slap slapped her heavily in the face.

"Smack!"

The hearts of all the people in the classroom skipped a beat at the sound.

The fan is really accurate, loud and crispy.

This time it was Meng Yaoyao's turn to be stunned in disbelief, and before she covered her face and screamed, Ling Wei shouted: "There is something wrong with you!"

This loud shout, coupled with Ling Wei's eyes, suddenly rose in momentum, and it scared Meng Yaoyao's anger back.

The rhythm of the scene suddenly reached Ling Wei's hands, and everyone was angry with Ling Wei's anger, burst out and burst out, and attacked and attacked.

Meng Yaoyao was stunned, and was forced into fear by Ling Wei.

"Okay, your mood is right, you will use this emotion when you play the soft little white lotus in the future. Ling Wei suddenly withdrew from the deduction and gave a serious pointer before bowing to the teacher before returning to his seat.

Zhang Yun gave her a thumbs up in admiration.

"Wow-" Behind her, Meng Yaoyao couldn't hold back her tears anymore and ran out of the classroom.

Zhang Lingli stood up from her seat suddenly, she looked at Ling Wei hesitated for a while, but still came forward for Meng Yaoyao and said, "Ling Wei, you are too much." Then he bowed to the teacher and ran out to chase Meng Yaoyao.

Ling Wei said indifferently: "It's not a moth with bad intentions on my mind, I knew that I couldn't afford to play, so I won't accompany me." ”

In the midst of everyone's face-to-face, the teacher smiled and shook his head, ignoring Meng Yaoyao and Zhang Lingli who ran out, and continued to teach the previous content.