On June 28th, it has been eight days since the class reunion, and it has been three days since my girlfriend re-entered the group.

Liu Lin was drunk on the night of the party, and in the end, Di Yun and Xu Jinglei sent them back to the school dormitory, but they didn't play any drunken madness, but they just unceremoniously vomited on him when Di Yun helped her.

I don't know if she still has some consciousness to remember this incident or if her best friend told her afterwards, anyway, Liu Lin knew that she seemed to be really inferior that night, and she was very embarrassed when she saw Di Yun these days.

Di Yun didn't feel anything, it was just that he was nauseous at the time, and he would be fine when he took a shower and changed his clothes when he went back.

In the past few days, he has resumed his regular routine of attending classes during the day and picking up his girlfriend at night. It is worth mentioning that there are two changes.

One was a shotgun swap, and the bike was swapped for a second-hand Mitsubishi motorcycle, for a total of eight hundred. Although it is not as emotional as a bicycle carrying a girl, the sense of majesty when hitting the throttle is incomparable to a bicycle, and the most important thing is that it is fast and saves time.

The other is that Di Yun has become studious. Of course, he should be distracted or distracted during class, but he ran diligently to the teacher's office after class, especially the teacher's office in the physical class, mainly to ask for advice on how to simulate the body movements and temperament changes of different people.

The physical class teacher's surname is Qian, and he looks only forty years old, but he is actually almost fifty years old, and he really can't see it if he doesn't inquire carefully.

There are not many violent tempers engaged in literary and artistic work, most of them are kind-hearted, and the physical class teacher is like this, always with a faint smile on his face, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze. Not only do they not dislike Di Yun's daily chatter, but they are quite welcome, probably teachers in this era always have some preference for students who love to learn.

After Di Yun finished the first two classes in the morning, he hurriedly went to Mr. Qian's office with his book in his hand.

Knock knock...

Standing at the door knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Di Yun pushed open the door, looked inside, and saw that there was no one else, so he walked in and closed the door and said, "Teacher Qian, I'm here again, didn't disturb you, right?" ”

"It's okay, sit down." Teacher Qian closed the above jiàn clip and said, then stood up and walked to a small cabinet against the wall, took out the tea leaves, and asked, "Do you drink Longjing or Maojian?" ”

What is the difference between Longjing and Maojian? Di Yun can't tell the difference. The most he used to drink was honeysuckle tea and chrysanthemum tea that he had tinkered with, and he didn't drink hot and cold, and he got off the fire.

"No, no, no," Di Yun quickly stood up and said.

Teacher Qian smiled, pinched a small pinch of needle-shaped tea leaves and put them in the cup, then lifted the kettle and poured a glass of water and handed it over.

Di Yun was flattered and took it and held it carefully in his hand. The tea leaves float in the water, and the water slowly changes color, diffusing a faint fragrance.

Teacher Qian looked at him carefully holding the water cup and smiled: "The first two days were quite natural, why did you suddenly become restrained today?" ”

"The main thing is your cup of tea," Di Yun grinned.

Teacher Qian shook his head slightly: "I actually regard every student as a friend who can communicate, isn't it normal for friends to make a cup of tea?" ”

Di Yun definitely can't treat the teacher as a friend, mainly because the lofty awe of the teacher can't be eliminated for a while. But it's also a lot more relaxed.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what's your problem today?" Teacher Qian took a sip of tea, put the cup on the table and asked.

Di Yun hurriedly put down the cup, this kind of private questioning, always made him have a sense of sacredness that the master opened a small stove for the apprentice, and he didn't dare to slack off, and said rightly: "It's that when you want to perform a role, you find that you can't imagine the characteristics of this role, and you can't build that kind of scene, what should you do?" ”

"Strictly speaking, this is already the category of acting classes, and our body classes mainly learn how to cultivate the flexibility and coordination of the body, so that the body can keep up with the thoughts in the head, and slowly cultivate their own temperament."

"Uh..."

"But since you asked, I'll tell you what I think, and you can go down and ask the acting teacher again, and then confirm each other."

Di Yun nodded again and again: "Mmmm... Good. ”

"I think there are two breakthroughs in this question. The first is to observe the characters more, record the kind of body language or demeanor that the characters should use to express themselves, and form a material library of the images of various characters in their minds. Another is that those characters who do not exist in reality cannot be referenced, and can only be shaped by imagination, which is not easy to read more books, imagine more, experience more, slowly enrich life, and gradually accumulate. In fact, the breakthrough and explosion of an excellent actor is also in the second point, that kind of imagination and creative power...... Call it talent. ”

Di Yun probably understood, and summed it up in two words: diligence and talent. Diligence is to observe and record more, and talent is to understand the role based on one's own experience and then play freely with one's own thinking.

He went out of the teacher's office and found the office of the acting teacher, and the answer he got was basically the same: to learn acting, diligence and talent are indispensable.

Di Yun doesn't know what kind of talent he has for acting, but he understands a truth, no matter what you do or learn, you must first have a solid foundation, otherwise no matter how good your talent is, it will be in the air.

So he decided to go to the streets to observe people and write shortnotes about people in his free time.

"Uncle."

As he went downstairs as he pondered, he suddenly heard a timid voice shouting carefully.

"Huh?" Di Yun looked up, and a little girl about four or five years old was standing at the entrance of the staircase, looking at him with big eyes.

The little girl is very cute, with a small pink dress, a well-woven pigtail hanging from the back of her head, bright eyes and bright teeth, especially a pair of big eyes that seem to be able to speak.

"Are you calling me?" Di Yun looked left and right and asked with some uncertainty.

"Hmm." The little girl nodded like a little adult, "Can you help me?" ”

Di Yun looked at both sides again and asked, "What about your family?" ”

The little girl pointed upstairs and said, "Mommy is sick, let me go buy a pack of big band-aids and a dress." ”

Upstairs, it must have been a teacher's child. However, what Di Yun didn't understand was why he bought a dress when he was sick, and what was a big band-aid? Enlarged Band-Aids?

Scratching his head, he said, "Then how do you want me to help you?" ”

"I can't find the store, uncle, can you take me to the store?"

"Yes, you come with me."

"Oh."

The little girl answered, and followed him quietly, with the money in her hand. The footsteps are very fine, a bit of a little princess.

Di Yun couldn't help but look at the little girl as she walked, but the little girl didn't look at him, and looked straight ahead, there were these old cities that didn't match her age.

"What's your name?" Di Yun asked.

"Tian Tian."

"Sweet?"

"It's not sweet, it's Tian Tian, the 'Tian' of the field, the sweet 'sweet'."

"Oh, how old are you, then?"

"Five years old." The little girl thought for a moment and nodded affirmatively.

The little girl was so quiet that he felt like he was talking to an adult, which was very awkward.

Out of the school gate, Di Yun took the little girl to a small shopping mall.

The little girl tugged at the corner of his coat and handed him the hundred dollars she had in her hand.

"Hey, this adult is really big, a child dares to give a hundred yuan." Di Yun thought to himself when he took the money.

"Is that just those two things?" Di Yun asked.

"Hmm." The little girl nodded.

"Okay, you wait here for a while, don't run around, I'll go get something."

Di Yun walked around the mall and picked up a dress, but couldn't find anything called a "big band-aid".

I had to call the boss and ask, "Where are you with the 'Big Band-Aid' here?" ”

When the boss heard this, he glanced at the little girl at the door, and then looked at him with a very strange gaze, led him to the corner, pointed to the shelf and said, "Oh, these are all these." ”

Di Yun was dumbfounded when he saw it, it turned out that the big band-aid was a sanitary napkin, but the name was quite appropriate.

Awkwardly took a packet, paid the bill in front of the counter, and led the little girl to leave in a hurry.

On the way, he handed the money he found to the little girl and said, "Here, this is the rest of the money, remember to go back and give it to your mother." ”

Why give it to Mom?

This is buying sanitary napkins and skirts, there must have been bloodshed, is it difficult to be a father if it is not a mother?

"Uncle, wait a minute." The little girl said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

The little girl didn't answer, turned around and ran back to the mall, and soon came back, holding two small milk cakes in her hands, and handed him one.

"Thank you, uncle, for your help."

"Uh......" Di Yun hesitated, didn't refute the little girl's kindness, and reached out to take it.

The little girl couldn't wait to tear open the wrapping paper, stretched out her little tongue and licked it. That's when some children looked.

Di Yun also did the same, recalling a handful of innocence.

The little girl was sent back to the teacher's office building, but did not go up. He was very curious about which female teacher had educated such a daughter, but he thought that it would definitely be inconvenient for him to meet people at this time, so he didn't show his face, saving everyone embarrassment.