The gaze is like a calm lake, without the slightest ripple, or even a little hollow.

These eyes seem to have lost the brilliance of yesterday.

Qiao Luo was stunned, stopped the car, and followed his brother's departing figure closely, until the car disappeared around the corner, Qiao Luo silently retracted his gaze and sighed softly.

Qiao Luo took a deep breath on the steering wheel, and then slowly spit it out, what is it that he is depressed, if he works harder, there will always be a chance to get along with each other again.

Thinking of this, Qiao Luo hurriedly got up and patted his face, and drove towards the seventeenth seat.

Seventeen is a two-storey villa, compared to Lu Fengnian's exquisite, simple and very large house, this villa is small, two stories high, and a small garden outside the door is gone.

But this kind of yard is suitable for the elderly.

Qiao Luo pressed the doorbell button and leaned on the side of the door to look inside, but after watching for a long time, he waited for a long time, and no one came to open the door.

Didn't the people inside hear it?

Qiao Luo pressed it again, this time still no one came to open the door, and just as she hesitated to push the door in directly, a hand gently patted her shoulder.

Qiao Luo trembled, and the whole person jumped out half a meter away to stare at the person who suddenly appeared behind him, the person who came had white hair, but his face was painted with eyebrows and lipstick, and he was wearing a split cheongsam, leaking out a long white and straight leg inside, and two big earrings in her ears, which made her face seem to be a lot smaller.

Of course, this person's face is indeed not big, but it can be seen that this person is really in her sixties, but she moves gracefully and slowly, her eyes are smiling, and her face has a gentle and kind elegance.

"Teacher Mu, hello, I was introduced by Sister Yuge to study, my name is Qiao Luo." Qiao Luo bowed sincerely like Teacher Mu.

Teacher Mu looked Qiao Luo up and down, and slowly said, "You are Qiao Luo?" ”

"Yes." Qiao Luo nodded.

Teacher Mu looked away, slowly walked to Qiao Luo's side, and the door in front of him opened automatically.

"Come in." Teacher Mu walked in front, and Qiao Luo hurriedly followed behind1 to enter.

Mr. Mu's yard is full of white chrysanthemums, and when the wind blows gently, a faint fragrance of chrysanthemums comes to his face.

This fragrance is not pungent, let alone amazing, but this fragrance is definitely not annoying.

When I arrived at the living room, it was decorated in Japanese style, with a low table and a few cushions in the middle.

Teacher Mu walked over and sat down slowly on the mat, the teapot was boiling on the small stove, and there were two teacups in front of him.

Teacher Mu glanced at Qiao Luo.

"Sit down."

With permission, Qiao Luo walked over to the mat and sat down on his knees.

After a while, the tea was hot, and Mr. Mu held the handle of the pot with a mat and lifted it, and poured a cup of tea for himself and Qiao Luo.

Qiao Luo smelled the fragrance of this tea, it was chrysanthemum tea.

Could it be that this Teacher Mu is a lover of chrysanthemums?

Qiao Luo didn't dare to ask.

When Teacher Mu was good, she picked it up and sniffed it lightly on the tip of her nose, sipped it gently, and then put it down, and then said, "I heard that you haven't studied acting?" ”

Qiao Luo nodded: "Yes, I haven't learned." ”

"I've seen your news and checked your information, although you have a bad reputation, but you have a lot of fans, and you have such a huge number of fans, there is no need to learn acting." Teacher Mu said lightly and glanced at Qiao Luo.

Although Teacher Mu seemed amiable, Qiao Luo could see that there was a sense of distance in her eyes.

In other words, she only treats Qiao Luo as a stranger, and these superficial amiables are just polite.

And this sentence just now was just a test of Qiao Luo.

Qiao Luo pursed his lips and smiled slightly awkwardly.

"Teacher Mu checked me, and he must have known that I was from the countryside, and the little girl who just came out didn't rely on it, so naturally she did whatever people said, and now she is finally a little famous, and she has to fight for what she wants to do."

Qiao Luo said that he was a little helpless.

And when Teacher Mu heard her say this, there was finally a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"That is to say, acting is what you want to do, and there is nothing you can do before."

Qiao Luo smiled: "The former sentence is right, and I don't dare to answer the latter sentence." ”

As soon as she answered, didn't it mean that she was forced before, so why didn't she terminate the contract when she was forced, isn't this false?

"Haha, you're very good." Teacher Mu chuckled.

It seemed like she hadn't met such a talking girl in a long time.

"Teacher Mu, I heard that you old artists are very accurate in seeing people, do you look at me, is it the material for the performance?" Qiao Luo blinked and straightened himself to show Teacher Mu.

Teacher Mu really looked at it carefully, lowered his head and chuckled: "There is no so-called genius in our industry, only unremitting efforts, no matter how stupid and stupid you are, you are a genius if you are willing to work hard." ”

"Then I know, does this mean that I am willing to learn and am also a genius?"

"It's okay if you want to understand it that way, and drink the tea. Let's go. ”

"Okay." Qiao Luo picked up the tea, but didn't drink it directly, but sniffed it gently.

The concentration of the tea aroma is just right.

I took a sip gently, the taste was smooth, and when the tea passed through the taste buds, it left a lingering fragrance on the tongue, and for a while the mouth was full of a faint chrysanthemum fragrance.

"Good tea, it's just not astringent enough."

Hearing this evaluation, Mr. Mu's smiling eyes closed together, some praised her for the fragrance of tea, some praised her for her good tea making skills, and some praised her for the fragrance of chrysanthemums.

It's just that no one said that it wasn't astringent enough, and if the tea didn't have a little bitterness, it really tasted bad.

"Let's go." Teacher Mu got up.

Qiao Luo hurriedly got up and held Teacher Mu when she hadn't fully stood up.

Teacher Mu nodded, his eyes revealing appreciation.

The place to learn acting is in a large room on the second floor of Mr. Mu's villa, with a large mirror in the room.

Teacher Mu sat on the ground, and Qiao Luo also sat down.

"Look in the mirror and make your ugliest expression." Teacher Mu commanded.

Qiao Luo glanced at Teacher Mu suspiciously, to be honest, it was quite difficult for her to make an ugly expression with this skin.

Looking in the mirror, frowning and grimacing, there are all kinds of expressions, and I am not afraid at all.

Teacher Mu sat like that, watching Qiao Luo's various ugly expressions, and lasted for nearly ten minutes before he heard Teacher Mu say quietly.

"The most important thing as an actor is not to be ugly, not afraid of not being good at acting, just afraid of acting, deliberately pretending to be bad."

"Can I or can't?"

"Hmph, me, start training." Teacher Mu didn't know where to pull out a small bamboo weave, and Fang Cai's kind smile disappeared.

Qiao Luo glanced at it and laughed twice.

It's much more pleasing to the eye than the smirk it was just now.

On this day, Qiao Luo was learning from Teacher Mu, Teacher Mu didn't teach Qiao Luo any technical things, but every mention of her was the essence.