*

In the huge conference room, there was still a discussion session, and the voices were a little noisy.

Sheng Yuan stared at the script in black and white on the table in front of him, a little ...... Nervous.

It's not that she hasn't spoken to each other at the study meeting, she's no stranger to this stage, and she doesn't think there's anything, but wait a minute, it's a pair of words with cubs......

“……”

A young man sat next to Sheng Kite.

This person happened to be the one who had glanced at Sheng Kite several times on the day of the opening ceremony, and at this time, he also glanced at Sheng Kite several times.

Seeing that Sheng Kite seemed to be entangled in something, and occasionally frowned slightly, it was not as distant as it seemed that day.

The actor took the opportunity to speak: "Nervous? ”

Sheng Kite heard the voice, raised her head, and saw an unfamiliar face.

The actor raised a smile on his face and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Gong Cong, and I play the Turkic prince in the play, Longyue, that is——"

"Zhao's eldest brother."

Longyue, Sheng Yuan had an impression of the name of the character in the script, and she responded politely: "Hello." ”

Gong Cong's expression was relaxed, and he naturally hooked up and said: "Later, you are going to talk to Teacher Shi Yan, Teacher Shi Yan's business ability is really nothing to say, the main thing is that the aura is very oppressive, so it is normal to be nervous." ”

"If you don't mind, I can read his lines on behalf of Mr. Shi Yan, and help you get familiar with it a few times, so that when it officially starts, you won't be so nervous."

“……”

Sheng Yuan was silent for two seconds, her "nervousness" didn't seem to be the nervousness that Gong Cong was referring to? The other party's proposal was well-intentioned, but she didn't need it.

"Thanks—"

Before Sheng Kite could say the second half of his sentence, "But don't bother".

The empty chair beside her was pulled away from under the table, and the movement was not large, but Sheng Yuan subconsciously turned her head.

A slender shadow fell.

Shi Yan was dressed in black and trousers, standing next to the chair, his figure was tall and tall, his bony palms were pressed on the back of the chair, and his posture was stopped at the last pulling action, he lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes were clean and obvious when he looked at her.

He looked at Sheng Kite for a few seconds, then moved his gaze down and stopped at the script that Sheng Kite was holding.

"My words?"

The male voice with a low magnetic coldness, a question sentence, but it makes people feel that it uses the tone of a declarative sentence.

Sheng Yuan blinked and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Shi Yan sat down in his position, he also took the script in his hand, and the script was placed on the table and opened.

He turned his head, "Let's get started." ”

Sheng Yuan was slightly stunned and didn't understand: "...... What? ”

Shi Yan's cold eyebrows and eyes were calm: "Isn't it the right word." ”

"No—" Sheng Kite wanted to say that he didn't have any intention of saying the right word just now.

But Shi Yan only looked at her, and the emotion on his face was still not obvious, in the eyes of others, it was no different from his usual impression of being quiet and cold.

I don't know if the voices of the people around him are mixed together, and the collective decibel of the whole room is a little loud, so that his originally low-magnetic voice sounds, and it falls on the ears of Sheng Yuan, who is closest to him, giving rise to a trace of stuffiness.

He said, "Don't you speak to me about my words?" ”

“……”

Sheng Kite almost heard himself and immediately said, "Let's start." ”

Gong Cong next door had already become invisible as soon as Shi Yan appeared, and the sentence "I can replace Teacher Shi Yan" that he just said began to become hot.

The actor was present, and he didn't have the confidence to run over to dance, so he still looked down at his script.

*

"Alright guys."

Director Hu, who was sitting in the first place, clapped his hands.

"Our study has officially begun."

Director Hu's eyes roamed around the conference table, and then his gaze stopped on Shi Yan and Sheng Yuan, and signaled: "It's up to us, Shen Yu and Ah Zhao will come first." ”

“……”

"Tilt of Power" is a big male sovereignty drama with the background of an ancient country of Guotai and Min'an, which tells the story of the male protagonist Shen Yu, a proud son of the sky, the three princes of wisdom and bravery, who has no intention of the temple, and dreams of being an idle prince for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, one day, the old emperor suddenly fell seriously ill and died, and the clan who was about to move finally couldn't hold it back, and raised a knife to force the palace, threatening to slaughter all the old emperor's veins and ascend to the throne.

Overnight, the palace was full of blood, all relatives and friends died in front of Shen Yu's eyes, and the most beloved imperial elder brother fell in a pool of blood, and before dying, he took his last breath and told Shen Yu that the royal family had a secret and huge army in its hands, but it was necessary to find the four warrants scattered in the south, south, and northwest to recall the army and avenge their clan.

Shen Yu escaped from the secret passage, but was soon noticed by the rebels, the rebels recklessly pursued and killed, Shen Yu was hit by several arrows, gritted his teeth and jumped into the turbulent river, thinking that the hatred would come to an end, but he didn't want to die and drifted with the river to a far place.

You can collect the location of one of the four Orders.

- Turkic people.

“……”

Stiff pillows can be heard in the conference room.

"Are you still running?" A sweet and beautiful female voice sounded delicately.

It was Sheng Kite who took the script and read the first line, and then she read the second sentence: "Hey, little mute, I'll talk to you." ”

"It's not." Low magnetic, slightly cold and hoarse male voice.

Sheng Yuan chuckled: "Ah, so you can speak." You say not? What not? ”

“…… I'm not, dumb. A stubborn anger welled up in the hoarse young male voice: "Also, I'm not yours, slave, let go." ”

Sheng Yuan turned a deaf ear to his annoyance: "No, you are so unbehaved, as soon as you are untied, you want to escape." ”

"You're a little slave I've won back with my own hands, and you're not allowed to go anywhere but by my side."

“…… cut！ ”

Director Hu shouted to stop.

Sheng Kite paused with the action of the script and raised his head.

Director Hu put his hands on the conference table and looked at it with a smile: "Sheng Kite, the front is very good, but the next two sentences, the mood is a little wrong." ”

Sheng Yuan looked humbly asking for advice.

"The tone is too gentle."

Director Hu directly pointed out her problem: "At this stage, the male protagonist Shen Yu is just an insignificant toy for Ah Zhao, similar to a toy that can bring a little fun, it is dispensable, you feel very angry about the escape of the toy, and you just want to teach it a lesson." ”

Director Hu was not stern, and smiled: "But, the feeling you gave me just now is more like, well, the toy escaped, you just want to get it back, wipe the dust off its body, and then carefully hold it into your arms and coax it to stay by your side?" ”

“……”

Sheng Kite was stunned, and inexplicably felt that her ears were hot.

Director Hu's ridiculous words immediately made the people around him laugh ridiculously.

Sheng Yuan subconsciously looked sideways in the direction of Shi Yan, but she didn't think about it, Shi Yan was also looking over, her eyes collided in pairs, and she crashed into a pair of cold lacquer eyes.

Shi Yan seemed to follow everyone, leaning on the back of the chair, pursing his thin lips, looking at her, a faint smile crossed his cold and lacquered eyes.