The teenager withdrew from the Weibo group and comments without being affected, clicked on the pre-downloaded movie, put the mobile phone on the table, picked up the down jacket on the chair, and silently waited for Zhou Ran, who was slowly approaching.

Zhou Ran, who walked outside the venue, put the prop sword in his hand on the table, then took the down jacket handed over by Meng Yu and draped it on his body, and looked at the movie that Meng Yu had downloaded for her without blinking.

Song Yi walked to her side from behind, glanced at Meng Yu opposite, and then bent down to look at the movie Zhou Ran was watching.

After looking at it for a while, his eyebrows moved, "These tears came as soon as they were said, but they are amazing." ”

"When a person is really sad, there will be facial expressions on her face, such as tightened eyebrows, lowered eyes, pulled down corners of the mouth, and chin raised or tightened, and the whole person feels sluggish and decadent, as if all the strength in her body has been drained."

Zhou Ran stared at the woman crying heartbreakingly on the screen, with a thin smile on her face and a sad expression, "Except for the tears that are real, everything else is fake, it can only be said to be a soulless performance with a vain appearance." ”

Originally, I wanted to learn from it, but I didn't expect it to be some superficial things, maybe in the eyes of people like Ye Yan who specialize in psychology, these are like exaggerated and ridiculous comedies, which make people laugh, and they are meaningless and can be seen through at a glance.

Meng Yu, who was sitting opposite her, glanced up at her, the smile on his face was even worse, and asked curiously, "Have you studied the psychology of micro-expressions?" ”

"There's no research." She lifted the hem of the robe that fell to the ground, put it on her lap, and looked at him with a side smile, "I've watched a little bit for filming, what?" Have you researched? ”

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect her to ask such a question, squinted at her for a while, and said with a smile: "I have indeed studied it, and I am personally interested in this." ”

"Oh......" Zhou Ran sighed, nodded, and then continued to watch the movie without continuing to chat.

"I remember the last scene was a crying scene." Unwilling to be ignored, Song pulled the chair next to her, "So you see these for the last scene?" ”

"So to speak." Although it's not all, she just wants to see what the crying scene in the emotional scene looks like, but it doesn't seem to be so good, if she wants, she can disguise more real emotions than this.

"Perhaps, you can try to pour a certain amount of emotion into the other person and bring yourself into it." Song Yi raised his eyebrows and tentatively proposed, although he said that this other party was the role he played, but he really didn't have any selfishness, huh...... Right! That's it!

Well? Zhou Ran rolled his eyes and looked at his face suspiciously, pouring out his emotions? This method is probably feasible, but she doesn't have such a thing as emotion anyway, can a pervert have normal human emotions?

What Song didn't know was that Zhou Ran's first glance at him was not excitement or surprise, but a measure of whether he was suitable to make a perfect human specimen, what was the difference between his blood and other people's, and where did the dark and bloodthirsty pervert come from.

"Okay." Zhou Ran couldn't help laughing out loud and responded happily.

Gao Leng calmly raised the corner of the narrow and evil Danfeng's eyes to look at her, Song Yigu nodded, took out the mobile phone in his pocket and clicked on the page and swiped Weibo, no longer looking at her, but the heat behind her ears was hot, and there was a suspicious crimson.