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Chapter 126 So Wild?
Qin Chen was only wearing a pair of black swimming trunks. He was tall and had long legs. He had a strong bare upper body. Every muscle exuded a sexy and masculine smell full of tension. It is easy to confuse female artists.

Fu Tangzhou was leaning on the recliner, squinting lazily, playing with the lighter with one hand, and passing the cigarette with the other.

"I don't smoke, I'm quitting smoking recently." Qin Chen took a bath towel and wiped his wet hair, then bent down to pick up a can of beer.

Fu Tangzhou thought he heard it wrong, and raised his eyebrows: "Why do you suddenly want to quit smoking?"

And smoking is something that can be said to quit?
The man drank and didn't speak.

After thinking about it for a while, Fu Tangzhou roughly guessed the reason, and jokingly said with his legs crossed: "I tell you, women can't be used to them, they will become lawless in the future."

Qin Chen glanced at him lightly: "Should I get used to it? When you lose it, you will deeply understand it."

Well, he has no say in such matters.

Fu Tangzhou took a puff of cigarette, glanced over, and found a few red marks on Qin Chen's thin waist with sharp eyes, and clicked his tongue.

"It seems that today, I really shouldn't have called you so early."

Pointing to his side waist with his hand, his eyes were ambiguous: "This injury is not serious, I didn't expect Ye Cheng to be like this?"

Among men, especially in private, most of the chats are non-vegetarian.

Qin Chen got up with a towel, and walked to the locker room with long legs: "Have someone bring the documents over, and leave after signing. I have something to do in the afternoon."

"What's the matter, program recording?"

After speaking, I came to my senses, well, being with a wife is more important than a brother.

Seeing the back of the man going away, Fu Tangzhou let out a long mouthful of smoke, lost in thought.

In the past few days, Jiang Chun has lost his temper with him, buying bags, giving necklaces, apologizing, no matter how he tries to coax him, that woman's heart is as hard as iron, and it doesn't help at all.

The great director has been able to chase people back after three years, but he has only been able to bear it for three days.

Where exactly is the problem...

……

In the afternoon, after Ye Xi had left for only two hours, Feng Tian had another argument with someone in the rehearsal room.

When she passed by, the girl was sitting on the flower platform outside the Olympic Sports Center with her back facing away, poking the mud and feeling unhappy.

"Sister Ye Xi, I might really not be an actor."

"So you want to give up?" Ye Xi stood behind her, not trying to comfort her as he did last night, even with a hint of indifference in his plain tone.

Feng Tian raised his head, pursed his mouth, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden: "They don't want to play against me, they feel that they can't communicate with me, but I've worked hard to get used to it."

"What was the reason for the dispute just now?"

"The character I played in the play, the house was on fire, and the script asked me to rush in to save people, but I... didn't want to do it."

Ye Xi rubbed the center of his brows, thought for a few seconds, and sorted out his thoughts.

She asked Feng Tian: "Why don't you want to save people, tell me your opinion."

"When the house is on fire, I go to the firefighters. I'm not an impregnable wall. If I save someone and put my own life in it, the loss outweighs the gain. Why did the screenwriter create such a stupid character? I don't understand."

It's okay to be stupid, and letting her act is an insult to IQ.

After hearing her finish speaking indignantly, Ye Xi laughed inexplicably.

"Your logic is correct, and the analysis makes sense."

Feng Tian's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to speak, Ye Xi continued: "But you can't impose your own thoughts on the characters."

Ye Xi walked up to her and sat down: "Every character in the screenwriter's writing has its own unique personality and meaning of existence. The script is not tailor-made for you, so now you can only accommodate the characters, don't treat yourself as an audience, You are now the person in the play who lost his mind and rushed into the fire."

"But, I really don't like that character." Feng Tian said firmly.

Ye Xi smiled: "Go and ask, how many of the other people in your group got what they wanted?"

Her eyes fell on the gate of the Olympic Sports Center in front. It was almost time for dinner, but there were still no artists coming in or out. Don't think too much, everyone should be racing against time to rehearse.

"In the future, when you officially enter the entertainment industry, relying on your father's connections, you will definitely receive a script that you are satisfied with."

Ye Xi's expression was serious: "But now you are just Feng Tian, ​​not Mr. Feng's daughter. If you can't get your position right, it would be a waste of time to participate in "The New Generation of Actors". I advise you to go home as soon as possible and let your dad Wouldn't it be easy to arrange a crew and directly bring money into the crew?"

"Sister Ye Xi, I—"

"Feng Tian."

Ye Xi stood up and looked down at her: "If you just want to come in for fun, just pretend I didn't say anything just now."

"I'm here for the championship!" Feng Tian blushed, and finally got the chance to speak: "I won the championship based on my strength, it has nothing to do with my father, and he also said that he would not care about me, let me fend for myself .”

Ye Xi believed this.

But whatever Feng Zong releases is not just talking.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"What's next, I haven't decided yet, I'm a little hungry, sister Ye Xi, why don't we go..."

As soon as the little girl mentioned food, her eyes sparkled, and she was instantly revived with blood.

Ye Xi was silent, and asked her: "Is your pocket money enough?"

Feng Tian nodded: "That's enough, I'm treating guests today, and I invite sister Ye Xi to eat the best food in the world."

"what?"

"Finger cakes."

The eldest lady who grew up with rich clothes and good food, just loves the ten yuan hand cakes on the side of the road.

Ye Xi nodded: "Okay, then you can pay for everyone in the rehearsal room along the way."

? ?
The little girl looked bewildered.

"Learning to share what you like with others is the first step in integrating into the group."

"What about the second step?"

"Amplify your own advantages and strive to bring happiness to those around you."

Feng Tian suddenly realized.

"So I like to eat, so I have to let everyone eat with me."

Ye Xi asked back: "Greedy, is it an advantage?"

Why... doesn't it count?

Feng Tian blinked.

……

When the staff came in with a cart full of pancakes, the artists in the entire rehearsal room were stunned.

Knowing that it was Feng Tian's treat, or the roadside stall, they looked at each other in dismay.

"Although it looks cheap, but... Ye Qinghui."

"I remember the last time I ate this thing was when I was in high school. After the college entrance examination, I went abroad to become a trainee."

"Isn't it just an egg, a piece of ham, a few pinches of shredded cucumber, and a piece of lettuce, wrapped in a doughnut?"

Lu Wanwan swallowed, quickly gestured to his assistant with his eyes, and went to the door to stare at her manager.

"Can I have two?"

Feng Tian: "Open up and eat, I can give you my share."

The two girls looked at each other and smiled.

The afterglow of the evening spilled in through the glass, laying a faint halo on the rehearsal room.

Leaning in front of the window, Ye Xi watched everyone's various reactions, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)