The atmosphere suddenly turned a little cooler, and Li Xitong pondered for a few seconds before opening his mouth to explain.

"Maybe it's a little misunderstood, but I told him that you asked him to prepare a table of dishes that he often eats, so."

"Hehe," Chen Mo smiled incomprehensibly, and skipped the topic directly, "I'm really sorry to have been delayed for so long today." ”

"You're so polite."

"I don't think I even told you the beginning, did I?" Chen Mo frowned and recalled the conversation in the morning.

With your face, let's stop it quickly, Li Xitong hurriedly opened his mouth to stop, "Don't worry, I've been in Qindu recently, it's not too late to talk when you are rested." ”

She was afraid that Chen Mo would have another convulsion, so she stood up as she spoke, "Thank you Teacher Chen for your kindness to me back then." ”

Li Xitong took the initiative to pick up the wine glass, compared it forward, and then drank it all under Chen Mo's surprised gaze, and then pinched the empty wine glass and looked sideways at Chen Mo.

"Haha, you kid!" Chen Mo smiled, but he still did it very face-saving.

After carrying the wine decanter and adding it to Chen Mo again, Li Xitong did not persuade him to drink again, just chatted casually, and the atmosphere slowly returned to the harmony that the teacher-student dinner should have.

Common memories can always bring in the distance, and even if you don't think it's beautiful at the time, it will brew a different taste under the fermentation of time.

Laughing, chatting, clinking glasses from time to time, the atmosphere became more and more lively.

I don't know if it's psychological reasons or other factors, Chen Mo today is much better than in memory, although the topics guided by Li Xitong are all things that Chen Mo is interested in, but unexpectedly she herself is quite happy.

After three rounds of drinking, Li Xitong suddenly found that the memories of the year were not as unbearable as he remembered.

No matter how much psychological pressure there was during the shooting, how badly they were tortured by the tyrant in front of them, the result was that they created a work worth remembering together.

Li Xitong's face dyed with a layer of pink wine became more and more pretty, and the style revealed between the eye waves was extremely charming.

Chen Mo's eyes gradually became presumptuous, and Li Xitong's cheeks turned even redder.

This kind of look is uncomfortable, but it is better than sneaking.

At least not obscene.

Li Xitong can only comfort himself like this.

"If you had drunk such a drink earlier, you might have been the heroine of my play."

Is this ready to dive me?

Li Xitong just squinted and smiled, and he had already begun to silently pray in his heart that Chen Mo would not die.

"I haven't carefully observed your traits before, I just thought you were suitable for the kind of vase role with a single emotion, but now I find that your eyes are very playful, your emotions are very full, and you have gone the wrong way before."

Chen Mo pointed to Li Xitong's moist eyes, "In fact, the bigger the eyes, the more difficult it is for actors to shoot close-ups, it is very easy to be empty, and you can only shoot some emotions such as hollowness, you are different." ”

As if he was a little annoyed that he hadn't found it before, Chen Mo shook his head and sighed, "I shouldn't have given you so many lines at that time, if I changed it all to my eyes with information...... Tsk, that's god! ”

Li Xitong, who was quietly relieved, reacted that he should have thought too much just now.

With Chen Mo's character, if he really has thoughts about himself, the biggest possibility is to directly throw over a room card and the heroine's contract, and he can't go around in circles.

Count you kid acquaintance!

Even if it is impossible to act again, hearing such a weighty praise, Li Xitong is still happy in his heart.

"It's not too late, is it?" She smiled playfully.

"Haha," Chen Mo obviously drank too much, "It's quite bold, and after waiting for a day, you asked me to ask for the heroine?" ”

Seeing that he was almost drunk, Li Xi's fairy tale turned around, "By the way, Mr. Chen, I thought about it today, although I haven't read the script yet, I can guess that this role should be very complicated just by listening to what you said, I'm afraid I won't be able to play it well." ”

Her face was straight, her chin was raised slightly, and her slender neck alternated between light and dark, outlining her jawline with more and more sharp lines, coupled with contemptuous eyes, she was a cold and pretty killer.

It's a pity that this gesture only lasted for a second before it was replaced by a lack of confidence.

"I can play the killer, and the amazing woman should also be able to control it, but I really don't know the pure violence you said."

She bit her red lip in annoyance, "And you also saw it during the audition, I can only pose with a sword." ”

"Well......" As soon as he talked about the new drama, Chen Mo immediately became serious, and after muttering for a while, he suddenly stood up, looked left and right in the living room, and then came back with a rattan for decoration.

"Actually, there are no specific requirements."

Rub!

As he spoke, he suddenly used a rattan sword to reverse the upward movement, and his movements were extremely neat.

"It's just a feeling."

Li Xitong's heart stopped, and Chen Mo continued.

"Clean, decisive, violent."

The arm swept, and the rattan slashed through the air with a fierce whizz.

"Killer is a profession, and what is pursued when performing is professionalism, and it is a kind of professionalism that integrates the art of killing into the bones."

Chen Mo looked at the rattan in his hand, and his tone was very slow, "But this is a profession, not a hobby, and not a ......."

He pondered the wording, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Instinct! The instinct to kill! An instinct developed in order to live! ”

Chen Moping lifted the rattan, the front end drooped slightly, and handed it to Li Xitong.

"You look for a feeling first."

Taking the rattan, Li Xitong thought for a while, "I probably understand the meaning, but I can't be as fan-like as you," she waved the rattan, "You also specialize in sword training?" ”

"Well, I've learned a little from Wu Xing, mainly because I have seen more." Chen Mo replied casually.

"You don't have to follow my movements, what we want is feeling, not action, we don't need to pursue good-looking or professional, just looking for feelings, when the cost can be the same natural feeling."

Li Xitong could feel that Chen Mo had entered the state of work at this time, and he was also a little serious.

The two of them began to compare in the living room.

"No, the strength is too weak."

"Don't pursue good looks, good looks are all taken by photography, not something you should consider!"

"You're killing monsters! It's not a sword game! ”

"Don't you understand how to exert force, use your shoulders and arms!"

As Chen Mo became more and more irritable, Li Xitong's sword became more and more aggressive, until when both of them were sweating a little, Li Xitong suddenly swung out a sword that made Chen Mo speechless.

Both of them were a little stunned.

The sword looked unremarkable, but it was full of comfort, like it was supposed to appear at that time, it should have been that angle, it should have been that speed.

Chen Mo came back to his senses first, laughing and applauding.

"Haha, I really didn't find the wrong person!"

He made no secret of his appreciation, "This sword is so perfect, that's how I feel." ”

"Xitong, you're still very talented!" Chen Mo nodded heavily as he spoke, indicating his approval.

Li Xitong was still immersed in the silky feeling of the sword just now, and his heart was very uneasy.

Chen Mo was right, this sword was indeed perfect.

Because, this is the perfect sword that meets the criteria of perfect sword drawing!