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72. Jiang Xiaoling's line skills

After less than a second, Xia Yuan quickly pushed Ying Sitong away.

"It hurts so much..."

Ying Sitong was quite enjoying herself, but when she heard his words, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Her brows were condensed and she glanced at Xia Yuan, "I didn't bite you, why did it hurt?"

"No, you stepped on me."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ying Sitong quickly took a step back when he heard this.

Fortunately, Ying Sitong's quality is not very large, which does not cause Xia Yuan's toe fracture.

But because of her another mistake—

Xia Yuan, who had already had psychological shadows, quietly retracted back into his nest like a hamster.

...

At night, Ying Sitong shrank into the quilt, feeling heartbroken and ashamed.

What a great opportunity.

What a great atmosphere.

Why was it destroyed again?

This was definitely an irreversible low-level mistake.

For example, in an international diving competition, you have completed a reversal and tumbling with difficulty coefficient of 3.9 for two and a half weeks and then two and a half weeks to turn the body and open the water into action.

As a result, I had to do a small move before entering the water, and I had to do a half-way round, and then I backfired and directly hit a large flat plate on the water surface.

Not only does the body hurt, but the heart hurts even more.

After tossing and turning, Ying Sitong got up and watched the movie for a while.

With the recommendation of her fans, she, a person who never watches the episode, is actually watching "Miss Kaguya wants me to confess~ The love mind war between geniuses"

As he looked, Ying Sitong felt inexplicably painful.

Love is a war without gunpowder.

Whoever takes the initiative will lose.

but--

Why did Xia Yuan take the initiative just now and she still feel that she lost?

...

During the emergency filming, the Chinese captain probably officially started filming after the New Year according to Wu Jing's plan.

It's almost January now, and it's unlikely that you'll finish filming celebrities before the New Year.

In the next two months, it will be the only way to familiarize Xia Yuan and Jiang Xiaoling with the scripts and lines.

This is how actors are. If they become popular, they will be a show all year round and they will never be busy.

Before you become famous, you either go to play a supporting role or get moldy at home.

Xia Yuan didn't want to sit in the air, so he took Jiang Xiaoling to the film and television city to take on work every day.

While playing supporting roles, he spent the rest of his time familiarizing himself with the script.

...

In the next few days, Xia Yuan's performance will be very dull.

Just like nothing happened on Christmas Eve night.

Ying Sitong hinted back and forth many times, but Xia Yuan did not react at all.

For example, when eating fish at noon, Ying Sitong put the fish head into his bowl.

"Eat a fish head," the beautiful young woman from the blood clan looked at him with a smile, "You try your mouth."

She was silently beating Xia Yuan, not knowing if this guy understood it.

After that, I added another sentence to express my feelings about yesterday's incident, "This one is the best."

"So hard," Xia Yuan knocked it with chopsticks in disgust and threw it back to Ying Sitong, "Since you like to eat, I'll give it to you. I still prefer eating skin."

“…”

For example:

Lying on the sofa to watch TV at night.

Ying Sitong cuts an app with her finger and handes it to Xia Yuan.

"I want to buy some fish to raise at home. On the one hand, it will add some vitality, and on the other hand, it can transform Feng Shui."

Jiang Xiaoling agrees quite well.

"Yes, fish and water are both wealthy. Raise more children, and your family may improve. Thinking about this, my master taught us that year."

Xia Yuan frowned. Of course, he would not be stupid enough to think that what Jiang Xiaoling said [my master] was Jesus.

Ying Sitong’s father’s identity should be quite noble.

He could help her build a crypt and raise so many martial arts soldiers.

but--

Why is Jiang Xiaoling so awkward in his speaking style?

"You just say water, why do you want to say water?" Xia Yuan looked at Jiang Xiaoling with a strange look, "You have your tongue been pinched by the door recently?"

Jiang Xiaoling glared at him expressionlessly.

"If you weren't the husband of the girl, I would have beaten you long ago." Jiang Xiaoling said angrily, "I'm just practicing the lines."

oh.

Xia Yuan suddenly realized this.

The character in the play arranged by Wu Jing for Jiang Xiaoling is an imperial capital, so in order to make her adapt to this role, the director also asked her to practice speaking the imperial capital at home.

"Okay, I hope you can achieve success in your studies."

Xia Yuan didn't care about her anymore, although he was deeply suspicious of this guy's line skills.

With Ying Sitong's expectant eyes, Xia Yuan took the phone and looked at it, and asked in confusion, "Do you like the Poppy Fish?"

"yes."

Ying Sitong had a beautiful smile and the flowers were blooming brightly.

"Don't you think it's very loving?" She pointed to the screen and leaned her body naturally on Xia Yuan's shoulder. "The rooster fish is the most popular creature in the world. This kind of fish is really beautiful and loving."

Xia Yuan was slightly stunned and looked at her with the look of looking at the fool.

"Are you afraid that you have any misunderstandings about Bojiu?" He searched for Bojiu on his phone, and then handed the phone to Ying Sitong.

Pop-mouth fish is not because of love, but just the contrary, it is because of hatred.

When fighting for territory, this kind of fish will use its mouth to attack. The defeated party does not escape because of shyness, but just fights other fish with their mouths.

Xia Yuan summarized, "Humans rely on tools to fight, and animals rely on organs to fight. Do you think this is love, but don't know it is actually hatred. Are you sure you want to raise this kind of fish?"

Ying Sitong's face was slightly dark, and she sat down in a corner of the sofa in discomfort.

It's like a defeated fish.

"Hmph. Stingy! Spicy!"

Xia Yuan raised his eyebrows and called Jiang Xiaoling.

"It just so happens that you are practicing **du language? What Si Tong said just now is [stingy], how do you say it in the imperial language?"

Jiang Xiaoling was slightly stunned.

Then he was full of emotions and squeezed out from his teeth:

"Spirit, criticize, son!"

Mom!

That's not how I read my voice!

...

Just then, a news popped up in Xia Yuan's headline:

"There was a magnitude 5.3 earthquake in Shuchuan, which caused landslides in some areas and severe mudslides."

"Fortunately, no casualties were caused."

"After the earthquake, the villagers of xx village discovered a thousand-year-old tomb.

According to experts' investigation, it is very likely that it was the real tomb of Zhuge Liang, Wu Mu during the Three Kingdoms period.

When they saw that the coffin in the main tomb chamber could only accommodate a 7-year-old child, experts speculated that this was likely to be a descendant of Zhuge Liang."

"This tomb..."

Ying Sitong and Jiang Xiaoling were stunned at the same time.

"It seems to be our one."

...

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