"Things stay, people go! I have nothing to help you. ”

The old man didn't even raise his head, and when he heard the footsteps, he said with disgust.

What's wrong with the current students?

If you don't take the time to think about your own shortcomings and strengthen your own shortcomings, why do you have to rely on these sideways to survive? The opportunity is not given away, but by relying on your own hands to work hard to create a zào.

Seeing Lee Jun-hee and Han Jiaren standing in front of the door awkwardly, Liu Jae-seok couldn't bear it, with a gentle smile on his face, he lifted his glasses with his nose raised, and said to the teacher in a low voice, "Teacher, it's not that group of students, it's the actor in the play directed by Kim Jong-chang-----"

As the host of KSV, he often sees Han Ga-hee and Lee Jun-hee in the KBS headquarters building.

"Oh-" Zhong Jae-min raised his head when he heard this, looked at Li Junxi and Han Jiaren with a sparse brow, put down the brush and rubbed his temples, pointed to the simple tables and chairs in the living room and said tiredly: "You can sit casually!" Zhong Chang and I mentioned you. ”

"Yes, Teacher!" The two of them were respectful and lowered their postures.

"Teacher, if you have a guest, I'll leave first and come back to visit you another day."

"Go for it----"

Zhong Jaemin waved his hand, he was still very satisfied with Liu Zaishi's disciple, no matter how his status changed, his heart was always the same, not arrogant, not impatient, neither humble nor arrogant. Liu Zaishi said hello to the two with a smile, and then turned to leave.

After Liu Zaishi left, Zhong Jae-min picked up the coat hanging on the hanger, put it on, sat on the chair and looked at the two carefully, and did not say anything for a long time.

Zhong Jae-min has a prominent position in Seoul University of the Arts, and has cultivated many popular stars who are now active in the entertainment industry, he has his own pride, although he owed Kim Jong-chang a little favor in his early years, but he suddenly arranged for himself to have two students' behavior, which made him quite unhappy in his heart, and naturally did not give the two of them a good look.

"What is an actor?"

After a long time, Zhong Jae-min said slowly, his tense old face was slightly relaxed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face.

What is Actor?

This question stopped Lee Jun-hee and Han Ga-in.

"You answer."

Zhong Jae-min pointed to Lee Jun-hee, who was sitting precariously, and said with a smile. The boy looked humble, but there was a hint of unruly ruffian in his bright eyes.

Very interesting young man.

Lee Jun Hee groaned for a while, what is an actor? Countless explanations flashed in his mind, but he didn't understand why the teacher asked like this, just when the teacher's smile became more and more intense, he hurriedly said: "Hello teacher, I'm Lee Junxi, in my eyes, being an actor is actually a kind of life, and different roles are equivalent to experiencing different lives." ”

"Very good, then you can interpret an old man who has no relatives and has to go to the streets to pick up waste in order to live."

Li Junxi was stunned for a moment, and the topic was very empty, and his mind quickly thought of the lonely Lao Wang next door, who lived like a sanitation worker to make a living, and stood up when he thought of this.

The eyes are blank and empty, trembling and towering, staggering, as if a gust of wind blows, the crumbling body will be overwhelmed and fall, suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed a trace of joy, bent down to pick up the plastic bottle and put it in the backpack behind him, and then walked slowly, his eyes flickered, he turned his head with difficulty, swallowed his saliva, stared at the seaweed bun restaurant next to him, smelled the appetizing fragrance, and his body trembled slightly.

Li Junxi turned around, bent down and said to the teacher, "Teacher, I'm done performing." ”

"Tell me the story of your design." Zhong Jaemin's old face was the same as Fang Cai, with a smile on his face, not a single point, not a single point, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Yes, Teacher." Li Junxi nodded, "I play a sanitation old man who sees a restaurant on the way to pick up plastic bottles." ”

"Really?" Zhong Jaemin's face changed, and his soft gaze instantly became fierce, "What you played is not what you said in my eyes." ”

"It is undeniable that your performance just now is very good, the old man's demeanor and the changes in his eyes are well mastered, but you have misunderstood this old man, since he has no relatives, he is more sad than dead, his heart must have been numb to life, just instinctively and mechanically to live, should not still have expectations, so do you understand?"

Li Junxi seemed to have an understanding, nodded, and sincerely expressed his gratitude, the old man who has gone through the wind and frost will never be comparable to him like him, Jiang is still old and spicy. Originally, there were some complaints, but at this moment, I sincerely admire Zhong Jaemin.

To put it simply, what he just played was too pretentious, and his understanding of the role was not thorough.

"You are very talented, all you lack is understanding and mastering the role. None of this can be learned overnight. Zhong Jaemin paused, looked at Han Jiaren's frowning eyebrows and worried look, shook his head and said: "This little woman's eyes have been on you, absent-minded, I don't think there is any need to go on, let's go!" Take your stuff with you. ”

Zhong Jae-min got up and returned to the inkstone, and continued to complete the unfinished work just now, and when he reached his status, he no longer needed anything to show his identity.

"Thank you, teacher."

"That's right." Zhong Jaemin's expression returned to Fang Cai's indifference, and his tone carried the vicissitudes of years of precipitation, and said slowly: "If you have time, come over and help clean the flower garden." ”

"Yes, Teacher."

Lee Jun-hee's bright eyes were a little ecstatic, and being able to win the favor of this Seoul National University of the Arts is not only a crucial influence on his future development, but also the teacher's own connections.

What is most lacking in the entertainment industry?

Not celebrities, but connections.

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As for whether she has the honor to be a disciple of Zhong Jaemin, in fact, Han Jiaren doesn't care much, she came here just to stay with Lee Jun-hee and enjoy the hard-won world of two.

"Oppa, congratulations." Han Jiaren's expression was not fake, her round eyes were full of joy, she was happy for Li Junxi from the bottom of her heart, and she was not frustrated at all about being ignored.

"Pabo, it's all thanks to our beautiful women." Li Junxi held Han Jiaren's pretty face, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he lowered his body slightly and kissed the cherry.

The irrepressible majestic aura rushed to her face, Han Jia's heart beat faster, she closed her eyes shyly, her long eyelashes trembled, she held Li Junxi's waist with both hands, and tried to stand on tiptoe and take the initiative to cater to it.

The smart lilac tongue swims playfully in Lee Jun-hee's mouth, infinitely teasing Lee Jun-hee's brain nerves.

"Honey, let's go see the house, I can't help but want to leave traces of love in our love nest."

In Korea, a place that pays special attention to etiquette, he can only feel a trace of warmth when he is alone with Han Jiaren.