Chapter 5 On How Actors Are Cultivated 4

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Early in the morning of the second day.

The genius was slightly bright, and the dark blue quilt on the shabby wooden bed was slightly dry, covering only half of the young man's body on the bed, and the young man's black hair covered his eyes, revealing a firm nose, and his face was abnormally pale.

And Mu Yipre in the dream was in a deep sea, the sea water submerged him, and the feeling of suffocation came.

It's painful.

Inability to breathe.

The boy opened his eyes and gasped for air.

And Zhao Ran was also awakened, rubbing his eyes with his white hands.

"What's the matter, sister."

"Is it a nightmare?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

How could my sister have nightmares?

Mu Yi lowered his eyes and looked at Zhao Ran with a cute tone that coaxed him.

Come to think of it, the reason for the nightmare is you.

Looking at his current posture, he could turn pale, and Zhao Ran's hands were still only touching his waist.

"How did you get to bed?"

"Maybe I'm sleeping."

I can't sleep without my sister's breath.

Akira's glass-like eyes swirled.

Mu Yi expected that she could understand something if she was a fool, and she might really be in a daze.

The boy got up and lowered his eyes to look at Zhao Ran, who still didn't let go.

Why did I bring her back, I wasn't such a kind person.

"I'm going to school."

"Where do you like to go? Don't follow me,"

The boy's voice was indifferent, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Bisheng Zhaoran responded obediently.

Glancing back as the boy was leaving, Akiran was crouching at the door of his house, his hands clasped on his knees.

Looks pathetic.

The boy turned his head stiffly, she had nothing to do with him, and he was not one of hers.

And now he can't manage it himself, how can he have extra energy to take care of her.

.........

The school also sat in the last row as usual.

No one spoke to him, and all sorts of people passed by him, laughing and playing, as he was used to.

"Bell bell" class rang, and everyone in the class who was laughing and playing quickly returned to their seats.

The head teacher walked in, and a cute and cute girl behind him followed.

Mu Yi's eyes were not shocked.

The new transfer in has nothing to do with him.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhaoran." A soft voice rang out.

"Teacher, where can I sit?"

The obedient girl pointed to the table next to Mu Yixuan.

The class was a little quiet for a while, and the teacher was stunned for a moment.

"Are you sure?" The head teacher asked Akiran.

"I'm sure."

The soft voice was firm.

When Shoran walked up to Mu Yizhen's side, almost everyone in the class thought that this girl would be scared.

"May I sit next to you?" The girl asked with a smile.

I saw that the usual place where no one was allowed to sit was sat by the girl.

Bisheng, a school bully who fights all year round, has no reaction.

Akiran thought that fortunately, although the original owner had no relatives, she still had money and was still in school.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to sit with her sister.

During class, the well-behaved girl stared at the blackboard seriously, taking notes.

In fact, Zhao Ran secretly stared at Mu Yizhen with his residual vision.

My sister is so serious, I have to work hard! I can't embarrass my sister!!

And Mu Yixuan also lost his mind for the first time in the world, and all he thought about was Zhao Ran.