After separating from Yin Qianqian, Han Shu called a moving company the next day and moved to the company's artist apartment with Bai Tu.

After that, he locked himself at home to practice acting, and asked Bai Tu "bumpily" every time he performed a clip: "How is it." ”

Bai Tu helplessly held his forehead, and corrected Han Shu for the seventeenth time, "You are too nervous, this character should be wantonly relaxed here." ”

Hanshu sighed, "The drill is so difficult." ”

Bai Tu pinched his thick heart, thought about it, and gave an example: "If you think about it, it's actually similar to the mood when you see a new player enter the game." ”

Hanshu's body stiffened for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Got it." ”

Perhaps because of the appropriate example, Han Shu quickly found his senses, and Bai Tu nodded again and again, praising him for his talent.

Hanshu couldn't be happy, and he was sullen all day.

Soon it was the day of the audition, and Jian Yu knocked on the door of Hanshu's house early in the morning.

It was Bai Tu who opened the door, and she could feel that the agent's gaze immediately turned cold, obviously not waiting to see her.

She also knew why in her heart, but her tone was still soft: "He's still changing clothes, do you want to come in for breakfast?" ”

Jian Yu glanced at her coldly, walked in until she sat down on the side of the sofa, and didn't look at the steaming soy milk on the dining table and the salted pork bone porridge that had been boiling for a long time.

Bai Tu poured him a cup of cold white and ignored him, and went into the kitchen to finish the rest of the work. After separating from Yin Qianqian, Han Shu called a moving company the next day and moved to the company's artist apartment with Bai Tu.

After that, he locked himself at home to practice acting, and asked Bai Tu "bumpily" every time he performed a clip: "How is it." ”

Bai Tu helplessly held his forehead, and corrected Han Shu for the seventeenth time, "You are too nervous, this character should be wantonly relaxed here." ”

Hanshu sighed, "The drill is so difficult." ”

Bai Tu pinched his thick heart, thought about it, and gave an example: "If you think about it, it's actually similar to the mood when you see a new player enter the game." ”

Hanshu's body stiffened for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Got it." ”

Perhaps because of the appropriate example, Han Shu quickly found his senses, and Bai Tu nodded again and again, praising him for his talent.

Hanshu couldn't be happy, and he was sullen all day.

Soon it was the day of the audition, and Jian Yu knocked on the door of Hanshu's house early in the morning.

It was Bai Tu who opened the door, and she could feel that the agent's gaze immediately turned cold, obviously not waiting to see her.

She also knew why in her heart, but her tone was still soft: "He's still changing clothes, do you want to come in for breakfast?" ”

Jian Yu glanced at her coldly, walked in until she sat down on the side of the sofa, and didn't look at the steaming soy milk on the dining table and the salted pork bone porridge that had been boiling for a long time.

Bai Tu poured him a cup of cold white and ignored him, and went into the kitchen to finish the rest of the work. After separating from Yin Qianqian, Han Shu called a moving company the next day and moved to the company's artist apartment with Bai Tu.

After that, he locked himself at home to practice acting, and asked Bai Tu "bumpily" every time he performed a clip: "How is it." ”

Bai Tu helplessly held his forehead, and corrected Han Shu for the seventeenth time, "You are too nervous, this character should be wantonly relaxed here." ”

Hanshu sighed, "The drill is so difficult." ”

Bai Tu pinched his thick heart, thought about it, and gave an example: "If you think about it, it's actually similar to the mood when you see a new player enter the game." ”

Hanshu's body stiffened for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Got it." ”

Perhaps because of the appropriate example, Han Shu quickly found his senses, and Bai Tu nodded again and again, praising him for his talent.

Hanshu couldn't be happy, and he was sullen all day.

Soon it was the day of the audition, and Jian Yu knocked on the door of Hanshu's house early in the morning.

It was Bai Tu who opened the door, and she could feel that the agent's gaze immediately turned cold, obviously not waiting to see her.

She also knew why in her heart, but her tone was still soft: "He's still changing clothes, do you want to come in for breakfast?" ”

Jian Yu glanced at her coldly, walked in until she sat down on the side of the sofa, and didn't look at the steaming soy milk on the dining table and the salted pork bone porridge that had been boiling for a long time.

Bai Tu poured him a cup of cold white and ignored him, and went into the kitchen to finish the rest of the work.