So, the star-chasing Mina really doesn't need to look at those level ten beauty photos, animations or flat images under the filter. They are all fake, fake. Now Zhao Xiaosheng's embarrassing appearance is the most real state of human beings.

As long as you think that celebrity idols are going to have sex, you will be immune to fan circles in your life.

Gu Ning had no idea about these two anymore, and he didn't even take his eyes to sweep it. He sat back on the seat next to him, opened the podium drawer, and took out a very bombarded big black shark notebook from it.

She has been a teacher for many years and has designed many courseware herself. Today, this simple practice courseware was also created by her. Therefore, she introduced the materials soon.

This computer is automatically connected to the projector with a wireless network, and everything can be done with just a little poking. The lighting and curtains in the audio and video room can also be controlled remotely, which is much simpler than the classroom of Huaxi.

Gu Ning skillfully adjusted the light to the right brightness, and then lowered the white curtain above the podium.

"Come on, let's review the performances of the two classmates just now."

With the sound of speaking, Gu Ning pressed Play Jian with a "pop".

Su Yin immediately held her breath and stared at the curtain tightly. She saw two big avatars appearing on it, with her on the left and Zhao Yihui on the right.

Then, the picture began to move, and both faces changed their expressions at the same time, laughing and crying, looking a little funny.

Twenty seconds later, Gu Ning suddenly clicked to pause.

At this time, Su Yin and Zhao Yihui on the curtain were crying at the same time.

Gu Ning picked up the electronic instruction stick, and the laser red dot circled Zhao Yihui's face, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Zhao, come, come and see, how do you think you are crying?"

Zhao Yihui's face turned ashen, with purple in the green, and it was obvious that the capillaries were still bursting.

The two crying faces on the curtain form a very sharp contrast.

Although Su Yin on the left had no tears on her face, she had a sad expression and a sad face between her eyebrows and eyes. As long as she drips two eye drops into her eyes, it would be a very appropriate crying scene.

And Zhao Yihui on the right has a scary expression:

The two eyes were half closed, their mouths were open very wide, and they could see his back teeth at a glance. They probably wanted to perform and cry loudly, but they didn't find anyone to find the position. They knew that he was crying, and they didn't know that he thought he had been beaten.

The most important thing is: ugly.

It's the kind of ugly that makes people hard to describe.

His face, which was originally very tough and very unique, was so silly that he cried like a silly roe deer.

But the silly roe deer is stubborn and cute. The face in the picture is not as cute as others. It is just ugly, 2, ugly... In short, it cannot be looked at directly.

Gu Ning circled the laser pen to the left half of the curtain:

"Xiao Su cried so hard that she was real or not. At least she could tell that she was crying rather than being fucked."

Su Yin's mouth curled up and tried her best to tighten her eyes.

You can't laugh, you can't laugh, Gu Dadu's mouth is harmful to people.

But it sounds so good, I really want to listen to a few more words.

Su Yin felt it was actually very cute to wear Onmyoji.

At this moment, Gu Ning had already finished the first round of Yin and Yang Gong, and pressed the continuous broadcast button. The picture changed again, and after thirty seconds, it was paused for the second time.

This time, the picture is set on the expression "Rage of the Crown".

Zhao Yihui stood up with a "scream" and took a big step towards the left with lightning speed:

"Teacher, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"

In an instant, a tenor with an ear-explosive sound came from Su Yin's ears, and a mountain of people as high as 1.89 meters tall appeared in front of her.

This completely blocked her view.

The standard model with wide shoulders and narrow waist has a very strong hiding power. Su Yin has nothing in front of her except Zhao Yihui's wide shoulders that look very stylish.

"Teacher, I have poor acting skills... No, no, I don't have the acting skills, I can't say that I am an acting skill at all. I am just a shitty actor, a shitty bastard.

The teacher criticized me correctly. I really didn’t even manage my expression well. I knew I was wrong. I will definitely make corrections in the future. The teacher asked me to give me a chance and ask the teacher to teach me how to be a new person... No, teach me how to act."

Every word was sobbing and the sound was like a complaint. It almost knelt down and hugged Gu Ning's thigh and begged.

Zhao Yihui really couldn't believe that the ugly face on the curtain was actually him?

What's that expression? Can that be called "Rage of the Crown"? That's completely horror, you don't need to wear makeup when playing a ghost, just go straight.

The worst thing is that the expression is really blind spots in all directions, and there is no angle to get the eye.

He was very confident in his appearance, but now he finally realized that he could be so ugly.

Or rather, no matter how beautiful the appearance is, if you don’t have a good expression, you will be ugly even if you are too beautiful.

He really regrets it very much.

He shouldn't have used Su Yin as a foothold.

Although the beauty is a displacement group, her expression is so accurate. Every muscle and every line have reached the peak of "anger", but it is not ugly and quite beautiful.

After comparing the two faces on both sides, Zhao Yihui wished he could not insert his eyes.

He can't even compare to a displacement faction, so what kind of acting skills is he called?

Now that I think about it, I have been acting for more than ten years. Not to mention anything else, the expression management is indeed very good. It should be adjusted and modified countless times in front of the mirror to reach the level of muscle seals, so that the order can be done immediately, without any difference.

Looking at him again, it turns out that he is not good enough if he is not a professional background. His foundation is there, and his training intensity and density are not enough, so he can continue to compete.

Su Yin hid behind Zhao Yihui and secretly raised the corners of her lips.

How can the speed of mortals block the eyes of the cultivator in this palace?

Xiao Zhao Tongshoe, you are so naive.

Just in just one second, Su Yin had already seen Zhao Yihui's "angry" face worth up to 10,000 yuan.

If it were her, she would have to be anxious.

"Okay, sit down, and be a telephone pole here?" Gu Ning always had Yin and Yang wind.

Zhao Yihui stood still and refused to move.

This black material is too dark, and he can't stand it if there is one more person to see it, and it must be destroyed immediately.

Gu Ning glanced at him with a corner of his eyes. Seeing that his face was purple and his eyes were filled with regret, he knew that it was hitting him seven inches and that it hurt.

It's right to know that it hurts, and you will still feel pain in the future.

Director Gu curled the corner of his mouth, operated it on the computer a few times, and waved impatiently: "It's done, stop standing, affecting the appearance of the room, sit down and continue to class."

"Thank you, teacher."
Chapter completed!