However, the girl is just a girl after all, not an internet-addicted teenager. She just curses her over and over again, and in the end Peng Hui is not angry either. After she curses, he kisses her.

After a few times, Chen Yao stopped scolding.

Covering her slightly swollen lips, she glared at him angrily.

"I have a girlfriend."

Peng Hui's first words made Chen Yao furious.

He waved his fist and hit Peng Hui.

As a result, Peng Hui held it in his hands.

"I want you to be my girlfriend." Peng Hui's second sentence just made Chen Yao sneer.

If he couldn't reach him, Chen Yao would bite him to death!

This bastard!

What do you think she is?

But then, Peng Hui put forward an opinion.

In other words, an exchange.

He recently wrote a script, and I can't say how much it will have at the box office, but if Chen Yao really has nothing to film one day, she can come to him.

Chen Yao was so angry that she wanted to bite him to death!

What does it mean to have nothing to film?

She had just debuted, and Peng Hui cursed her like this!

hateful!

But after leaving the dressing room, Chen Yao suppressed all her thoughts in her heart.

That evening, Peng Hui sent a WeChat message.

This was added not long ago.

You may have wanted to delete him, but when you pressed your finger on Peng Hui's WeChat account, you accidentally clicked it.

This is just an outline.

But as soon as this outline appeared, it attracted Chen Yao's attention.

This is a story about the confrontation between folk music and Western music, and about falling in love.

The element of falling in love is normal.

In China, this is what Chinese people do.

But this confrontation between folk music and Western music is obviously a bit heartwarming.

Chen Yao couldn't help but reply.

"Did you write this?"

"Yes." Peng Hui said matter-of-factly.

This was written by himself in the dream, so of course it was written by him.

"Why do you think I have no role to play?" Chen Yao couldn't help but ask.

"Have you not seen through it yet?" Peng Hui asked helplessly: "The person your company is promoting most recently is Nazha, right? Do you think you can get up?"

"But she is not very popular with the public, and her popularity and reputation are not very high." Chen Yao replied with some dissatisfaction.

Unknowingly, Chen Yao had already started chatting with Peng Hui.

"But she's pretty."

"Her acting skills are not as good as mine, and she also looks silly and sweet. No one will like her."

"But she's pretty."

"You... why are you like this?" Chen Yao gritted her teeth and said, "If she is beautiful, why would you go find her? Why are you teasing me?"

"You look cute." Peng Hui replied.

"Asshole!" Chen Yao cursed subconsciously. Then she felt that there might be something wrong with this sentence. She quickly looked around and saw that there was no one around, so she blushed and said "haha".

When Chen Yao felt sleepy, it was already dawn!

Fortunately, he had another rest in the afternoon. In the evening, Chen Yao was so angry that she stared at him.

But looking at the smiling Peng Hui, Chen Yao was also a little angry.

Fighting in secret, it seems that this kind of fighting hidden in the dark has become a corner of life.

However, no matter how slow it is, time always flies by.

Soon, it will be February 17th.

During the filming, Chen Yao and Peng Hui asked for leave one after another to take exams.

To be honest, I had said hello in advance a long time ago, so everything went smoothly.

February seventeenth.

It happens to be the day before New Year's Eve.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and we don't have time to say anything else. After having dinner in the afternoon, a group of people said goodbye and cherished each other, then everyone got on the train or plane they had booked and hurried home.

On the way to the airport, Peng Hui received a WeChat message from Chen Yao.

He was stunned for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his face.

After sending her a message, Peng Hui put away his phone.

Before boarding the plane, my cell phone rang.

Peng Hui picked it up and took a look, with an even bigger smile on his face.

Turning off the phone, Peng Hui went to check in the goods.

After boarding the plane and finding his seat, Peng Hui took out a new book and started reading.

This time, it is finally no longer "An Actor's Self-cultivation", but an acting textbook that is also about acting.

With Peng Hui's acting skills now, it's actually useless to look at these things.

He has reached a bottleneck period.

But to draw parallels, it can be read as a story.

One thing I have to say is that I have seen many blind spots in knowledge that I have not discovered in my dreams.

After all, even if Peng Huimeng is a director, he can't have watched all the movies.

Besides, the directing department of the theater is not very famous.

If you really want to look at the director and actors, you still have to go to China Theater.

Beiying is a lot worse.

Some special dramas are actually not too important to the director, but they are extra special to the actors.

For example, there is a play in it.

It's a bad drama in itself, but it has a lot of fans for the acting skills of one of the actors.

Oh, it’s worth mentioning that this drama is starring the same senior who acted in it.

According to seniority, Peng Hui should call him...

Master.

Anyway, it's a very old drama. Peng Hui didn't remember anything about it, but he was very interested in the content praised in the book.

Check it out when you have time.

I just don’t know if the video is available on Youku.

Thinking in his mind, he subconsciously pointed his fingers.

This is a habit developed in dreams, and it seems to have been passed down to this day.

"Sir." A nice voice sounded from the side: "Can you please not disturb others' rest?"

Peng Hui looked along and his eyes lit up.

This is a stewardess.

A beautiful stewardess.

However, after looking at the other party up and down, Peng Hui became a little less interested.

This girl is beautiful, but she doesn't have enough temperament.

It can be seen that he must be someone who has just entered the industry.

And there was an uncomfortable feeling about her.
To be continued...