The young man in front of the monitor still had an indifferent expression on his face, only those eyes were shining brightly. After he blurted out that sentence, he didn't realize what was wrong.

Song Zhaoshui gave him a deep look, she tried to be the best in everything she did in her life. From childhood to adulthood, he was a role model in the eyes of his peers. Where have you been hit by such a naked/naked attack?

Xie Nanting's words are tantamount to saying "this question is too difficult for you" to the scumbags in the class when he was in school.

No, studying the gods’ words is rather subtle.

The scumbag Song Zhaoshui felt sorry for himself for a second, and then said expressionlessly, "It's too bad."

Xie Nanting reacted with hindsight, and he just revealed his shortcomings. Quarrels should not be exposed, not to mention that he just wants to find someone to chat with.

He's not stupid enough to be ignorant, he just doesn't care about other people's feelings. To be able to win the Golden Ring Award for Best Actor at the age of 26, he will not wonder how others think and feel, but what does this have to do with him? Let you cry, let you laugh, Xie Nanting only thinks it has nothing to do with him.

It becomes a habit for a long time, and laziness becomes dull.

So when he meets someone he thinks can be related to him, his perceptual nerves in a certain area have not had time to go online, and a broken mouth has already caused trouble everywhere.

He also wanted to stop Song Zhaoshui and explain that Li Shu had already asked everyone to take their place.

Ji Yue was obviously a little out of shape today. The current Qingying concealer can't cover it. When it comes to the scene, it's either not in the right position, or suddenly forgets the words, not to mention the acting skills that are not online at all.

At first, Li Shu patiently mentioned a few words, and finally found that the mud could not support the wall, and his temper came up: "What's wrong with you? You were injured even the day before? No? Didn't you act like this ghost? You Who should I show this dejected look? Take a five-minute break and adjust my state!"

Ji Yue nodded.

He was downcast, and when he turned around, he found that Song Zhaoshui looked at him, his eyes couldn't dodge, and he showed signs of embarrassment and anger.

Song Zhaoshui didn't intend to see him, and didn't mean to see people's jokes. Seeing him like this, he turned his head quickly.

She looked down at the few lines she had memorized by heart, and a shadow suddenly appeared in front of her. She looked up and saw Xie Nanting came over.

The way he looked at her was a little guilty, which made Song Zhaoshui feel a little teasing. She gave him a stern look, then lowered her head, as if really angry.

Song Zhaoshui outside the play is obviously better than her in the play, at least Xie Nanting was deceived at the moment.

He stood in front of her, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and swiped the script on Song Zhaoshui's knee.

Song Zhaoshui pressed his eyes quickly with one hand, raised his eyelids, and said lightly, "Why?"

She has big eyes and is a bit fierce when she doesn't smile.

Xie Nanting let go and panicked: "No, why don't you do it."

The corner of Song Zhaoshui's mouth twitched, and he couldn't hold back his smile. Xie Nanting sat down beside her, his chair was a bit shorter, but the two of them seemed to be taller now. After Xie Nanting sat down, he seemed to hesitate how to speak. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "You just did it, it's not bad."

If it is against your heart, it is very uncomfortable to say.

Xie Nanting has become accustomed to telling the truth if he doesn't open his mouth, never accommodating other people's feelings.

In fact, Song Zhaoshui's performance was not that bad, and he could barely score 60 points.

However, for Xue Shen, there is no difference between 60 points and 0 points, and they are all unqualified.

Song Zhaoshui naturally understood, she turned to look at Xie Nanting, her face still had no expression, and her voice did not fluctuate: "Really."

As if Xie Nanting said something, she didn't want to believe it.

Xie Nanting stopped talking, took out his mobile phone, and poked around on the screen.

Song Zhaoshui thought to himself that he wouldn't be spoiled by his own play. After all, he is a movie king, and the stars hold the moon. Even if he said something wrong, no one dared to press his head and ask him to apologize. What's more, he said that his acting skills are bad, which is a fact, and it is not a wrong thing to say.

She glanced at Xie Nanting, who was holding the phone with a tense expression.

Seems to be really angry.

While thinking about it, she heard her phone vibrate. Before she took out her cell phone, Xie Nanting turned to look at her quickly, like a guilty thief.

Song Zhaoshui was inexplicable at his glance. After a long time, he finally took out his mobile phone and clicked it. The only message was sent by Xie Nanting next to him-a villain who was lying on the ground and kept kneeling, accompanied by a line. Small print: Heroes, please spare me.

Song Zhaoshui snorted lightly and shook his phone to Xie Nanting: "How do you want me to forgive you?"

When she smiled, her eyes were bent, and her whole person was much gentler.

Xie Nanting breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Don't be angry, I won't say that to you anymore."

It's fortunate that Ding Dai is not here, otherwise he'll run wild. When she was a child, when she hadn't learned how to deal with Xie Nanting, he would often cry angrily. At that time, she hadn't turned black, thinking that the second brother would become like the eldest brother when he grew up a little, and had infinite hope for him.

Later reality told her that it was impossible.

Her second brother has a poisonous mouth, comparable to a king cobra.

So the blackened Ding Dai has learned to be smart, and every time she sees Xie Nanting in the future, she will attack Qicun first, and whether he wants to poison her or not, she will beat him first.

However, the more this happened, the more powerful Xie Nanting counterattacked. The two seemed to be in an endless struggle, and Xie Nanting never knew how to bow his head.

But now Xie Nanting is about to bury his head in the dust.

From Song Zhaoshui's point of view, he could just see the two rows of eyelashes and the blue shadow under his eyes. Sitting next to her is a patient.

Gee.

She suspected that this man was deliberately pretending to be pitiful in front of her, and turned around to face him: "Is your head okay, just running around?"

When she said this, she remembered that Xie Nanting ran out on the day she was in the hospital for observation, and the veins on her forehead twitched.

Before Xie Nanting looked up, he saw a pair of delicate snow-white legs stretched out in front of him.

It was so white that it caught his eye.

"Have you really broken your brain?" Song Zhaoshui rolled up the script, poked Xie Nanting's shoulder, and stared blankly in front of her. Is it really appropriate?

Xie Nanting raised his head suddenly, his expression a bit unnatural. The cheongsam wrapped the figure too clearly, and he knew that he should answer her question as if nothing had happened. But her ears could not hear what she was saying.

His eyes couldn't help falling on Song Zhaoshui's bare/exposed arm, which was exquisitely white.

"Huh?" Song Zhaoshui leaned over and waved his hand in front of him, "Can you hear me?"

She didn't move, but when she moved, the sweet scent wafted out of her body. When Xie Nanting saw her arm, he wanted to close his eyes and stop looking down. This is good, he can't avoid seeing her two delicate collarbones.

The small waist was twisted, as if it could be made a little thinner.

Xie Nanting's eyes wandered between her collarbone and waist, but she couldn't find a fixed point. Finally, he pushed Song Zhaoshui away and fled.

He had some scruples in his heart, and he didn't have much strength to push people, but Song Zhaoshui was pushed so dumbfounded.

What has she done to him?

It doesn't seem to have.

When filming later, Xie Nanting never appeared again.

Song Zhaoshui originally hoped that this person could point out her mistakes in walking and improve her acting skills, but the person ran away without a trace.

Oh man.

Xie Nanting fled all the way back to his lounge. Zhang Man was playing with his mobile phone in his lounge. Seeing him coming in, he stood up and said, "Brother Xie, do you want to go back to the hotel?"

The headphone cable was twisted on the back of the chair, and was unplugged as soon as stood up.

However, the video on the mobile phone was still playing, and a female voice of varying length and pitch came out, which made the silent lounge become embarrassing to the naked eye.

Zhang Man hurriedly closed the video, his face flushed: "No, Brother Xie, listen to me..."

"What are you watching?" Xie Nanting didn't listen to him. "This is a workplace. You shouldn't watch, watch, watch this kind of video here."

Zhang Man was only immersed in his own embarrassing emotions, but he didn't notice that Xie Nanting, who was usually cold and talkative, actually stuttered.

"Take me back to the hotel." Xie Nanting bowed his head and walked out, his back was a little bit of escape.

Zhang Man had a gloomy expression on his face. How could he explain that this video was a clip of the heroine's dying cry in a game he played recently, not "this kind of video" as Xie Nanting said?

After a few minutes of rest, Ji Yue seemed to have finally found a bit of a state, and Li Shu also ended his roaring state, and the whole set was fairly harmonious.

Xie Nanting glanced at Song Zhaoshui in a dark red cheongsam from a distance, hurriedly retracted his gaze, and walked over to the car.

But when he returned to the hotel, Xie Nanting realized that even if he was far away from Song Zhaoshui, he still couldn't erase that scene from his mind.

A touch of white under the dark red cheongsam was almost nailed to his brain. When he closed his eyes, the person in his head was about to come to life. Coupled with the voice in Zhang Man's phone, Xie Nanting was about to go crazy.

He took out his mobile phone and swiped Weibo as if to escape. These days, he has learned how to have fun on Weibo, watching hot searches and scrolling down one by one. There was a hot search for his and Song Zhaoshui's names, Xie Nanting clicked in and looked down.

Most of the following topics are Xie family fans praising him, mixed with a lot of Song Zhaoshui's black fans. Xie Nanting looked a little unhappy, and turned down hard, he couldn't believe that he couldn't find anyone who praised Song Zhaoshui.

At the same time as the fingers turned down, the thumb behind a Weibo suddenly turned orange.

Xie Nanting turned so fast that he didn't notice it at all. Facts have proved that there are not many Weibo boasting Song Zhaoshui. Even if there was, it was buried at the bottom because of insufficient heat. Xie Nanting turned it over for a long time but did not reveal it.

How do you know how well she is? He snorted softly, exited Weibo, and lay in bed in a daze.

After a while, Xie Nanting who was lying on the corpse suddenly turned over and sat up: Did he push Song Zhaoshui today?

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