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Chapter 84 Has she always been so brave before?

Song Jia doesn't like when others call her with a small word in front of her. After all, no one likes to live in the shadow of others forever.

The only reason is that she became famous late. Song Jia, who became famous earlier, won the Golden Eagle Award for "The Dust Has Settled" and she had just entered the industry at that time.

She had the free and easy attitude of a northeastern girl, and when she entered the dormitory, she locked the two of them outside and changed into casual clothes.

It wasn't until she suddenly reappeared that the two of them were shocked to find that she didn't bring any other changes of clothes, but was wearing a white shirt by Chen Zhixing.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Jiachao looked at Chen Zhixing and said, "Liao Fan's clothes are too big, otherwise I would wear his clothes."

One of them is 178cm and the other is 180cm. However, Liao Fan has wider shoulders and the clothes he buys are all in size 185.

Chen Zhixing's white shirt was still loose when it was put on her body, and the sky could be faintly glimpsed from the collar.

But the angle of view doesn't have to be so tricky. Chen Zhixing's white shirt is relatively see-through.

The black airbag was looming through her face, which made the two elders in the room a little embarrassed.

"Do you have a fan?" Song Jia rolled up the lining of his shirt and wiped the sweat from his head, revealing his smooth lower abdomen.

"Yes." Liao Fan immediately handed her a cattail leaf fan.

Then she turned around and looked at Chen Zhixing. This sister really didn't treat the two of them as outsiders.

"It's getting hot very fast today."

"Indeed." Chen Zhixing swallowed and responded dryly.

This sister simply wore her shirt as a dress, and crossed her long bare legs very arrogantly.

"What are you busy with during this time?"

Liao Fan coughed lightly and changed the subject.

"I went to be a judge for the Magnolia Awards before." Song Jia fanned boredly and kept talking.

"Who won the award this year?"

"Teacher Chen Baoguo and Zhou Xun."

"Oh." Liao Fan nodded, "It was expected that these two would win."

Song Jia rolled her eyes, "Do you think it's a bit fishy that I won the Magnolia Award two years ago?"

"Uh..." Liao Fan was stunned on the spot.

The most popular drama that year was undoubtedly Sun Li's "The Legend of Zhen Huan", which won many awards. Many film critics originally thought that Sun Li's win in Magnolia was a sure thing, but in the end the award was awarded to Song Jia.

The "Cliff" starring Song Jia was very good, but its popularity and production level were indeed worse than "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

There is nothing wrong with whoever wins the award. He respects the jury's choice, but according to what he thinks, Sun Li has a higher chance of winning.

Liao Fan was hesitating, but Song Jia instantly lost his cool face and chuckled, "I'm teasing you, I'll scare you."

"Hahaha." Liao Fan laughed awkwardly and quickly took a drink of water to hide his embarrassment.

Chen Zhixing was still snickering on the side, but Song Jia turned his head and asked with a smile: "Do you think there is any inside story about my winning the prize?"

"No, sister, you are the best in acting. It would be useless for anyone to compete with you that year." Chen Zhixing is very good at getting things done.

This made Song Jia hit the ground and laugh very unladylikely, "What if it is Sun Li who is sitting here now?"

"Then it must be good for her. I have to ensure that I am humane and sophisticated and show my true feelings."

Song Jia pinched Liao Fan and said, "Did you see that my fellow countryman is still facing me?"

"Hehehe." Liao Fan felt that he was a little redundant here, so he volunteered: "I'll go to the back kitchen to borrow the induction cooker, and we'll come back and cook the pot."

After that, he stood up and left without waiting for the two of them to reply.

Unexpectedly, after Liao Fan left, Song Jia became more serious.

"How is your character experience?"

"That's almost it. I still studied in Jinmen for half a month."

When he said this, Song Jia immediately became interested, "What did you learn?"

"Whenever I meet a girl, I call her sister regardless of her age."

"The Jinmen dialect is nice and sweet to listen to." Song Jia nodded with satisfaction.

It's normal for older men to like younger people, and it's normal for women too.

How about Xu Jinglei holding the lottery brother every day? When she heard Chen Zhixing call her sister, her heart suddenly felt like a flower blooming.

Looking at Chen Zhixing again, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

"This is a difficult role to play, but you look so decent."

Chen Zhixing touched his nose, licked his face and said, "Indeed, I'm not very good at playing such a gangster. I've always kept myself clean."

"Your character had a crush on me at the beginning." Song Jia pinched her waist and raised her eyebrows and said, "It's not clear in the script. Can you act it?"

This is true. Scripts generally establish the general direction of the characters between the lines, and there is no psychological description.

That’s why actors’ self-supplement is needed to enrich the character’s inner activities.

For example, when the character Geng Liangchen first appeared, the script said: Geng Liangchen smoked a cigarette and looked at Zhao Guohui.

Apart from this, there are no other descriptions of actions and expressions.

"At this time, the character I played is paired with the protagonist. From your perspective, there should be a master." Song Jia was also a long-time smoker and lit up a cigarette. "You shouldn't have anything to steal."

Consider the experience of any married woman?"

"Yes." Chen Zhixing nodded, "Not really."

"Then you act like it and let me see how it goes."

Chen Zhixing did not refuse, immediately stood up, rubbed his face, left the bed, squatted on the ground, and looked up at Song Jia.

An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes scanned Song Jia from bottom to top. In the smoke, the aggressive look in his eyes was made even more naked.

As he looked around, there seemed to be a hint of admiration coming from his body.

Song Jia felt a little unnatural. She felt as if the other person's eyes turned into physical hands, caressing her inch by inch.

"Forehead..."

Liao Fan broke into the room and saw Song Jia with a stunned expression and Chen Zhixing with evil eyes, "What are you doing?"

Chen Zhixing stood up and said, "The two of us are acting together. It's the scene where we first appear."

"oh."

This kind of thing became darker and darker as it was described, so Liao Fan simply stopped asking.

"I got the pot back, let's rinse it first."

With that said, he set up the induction cooker, filled it with water and base ingredients, and looked at the power number on the induction cooker without blinking, as if some flowers were blooming on it.

Song Jia couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere and fanned herself again.

"It's too hot today."

She simply lifted up the hem of her shirt, stuffed the cattail leaf fan inside and started fanning it. "You did a good job just now, but you were too annoying. You have to be more pure."

"How did you act?"

When it came to acting, Liao Fan immediately came to his senses online, and Chen Zhixing had no choice but to perform it again.

"Yes, your performance was too bad. You have to have the mentality of appreciating art. No one will like a lewd thief."

Chen Zhixing nodded. There was a hint of purity in his eyes after performing the performance again, but the naked possessiveness was not lost at all.

"You performed well this time." Song Jia immediately applauded and then changed the topic, "Do you want to fall in love?"

Chen Zhixing's heart rang with alarm bells, and he immediately shook his head, "I don't have this idea for the time being. I have to study hard, no, I have to act well."

"Forget it." Song Jia was not disappointed either.

Liao Fan on the side quickly took a sip of the hot pot soup mixed with the base ingredients to hide the shock in his heart.

Is this a public confession?
Chapter completed!
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