More to come [Rebirth] (GL)

"But it seems that when everyone mentions traffic, they will think that they have no acting skills and rely on their appearance for a living."

"Flow and acting are not necessarily contradictory." Jing Xiu said flatly: "Flow is not the original sin. If there is no flow and no strength for the time being, it can only be classified as a flow artist. This is the reason why flow is stigmatized. "In this sentence, adding the word "for the time being" leaves room for it without losing its sharpness.

All of a sudden, everyone was quiet.

Jing Xiu showed a gentle smile: "So, do all the artists with traffic have no acting skills? No. It's just that the artists with acting skills and traffic, everyone is more willing to discuss his works rather than his traffic. I also came from a traffic artist, there is nothing wrong with being a traffic artist, at least it proves that you are popular with fans, but don’t be an artist who is satisfied with traffic.”

"I hope that everyone will be a person with traffic in the future, but I hope that when the audience sees you, the first thing that comes to mind is not your traffic, but your superb performance. The rectification of the name of traffic artists, everyone here can also do it in the future. Do your part."

"Aren't you confident that your own strength can afford your own traffic? Even if you can't afford it for a while, don't you have the confidence to afford it in the future?"

Jing Xiu asked in a very calm tone, but everyone was full of energy when asked.

"Of course we have."

Liang Zhen and Su Lihang looked at Jing Xiu with admiration, but they couldn't tell that Jing Xiu was also quite talkative.

It was rare for Jing Xiu to take the initiative to toast to everyone and said: "Learning is endless, let's encourage each other. I wish everyone a bright future starting from this program."

Everyone applauded and stood up to toast.

After the dinner, the trainees gave gifts to the mentors one after another, and then lined up to ask them for hugs, group photos and autographs.

When all the students were gone, Ji Youyan and Jing Xiu took the elevator downstairs together, Ji Youyan suddenly stretched out his hand and spread it out in front of Jing Xiu, and said slyly: "Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing, I also want your autograph. Yes, can I ask for your phone number, Teacher Jing." She deliberately imitated the tone of the student asking Jing Xiu for his autograph just now.

Jing Xiu glanced at her, her eyes full of "You are boring".

Ji Youyan smiled lightly, just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Jing Xiu lowered her snow-white neck, held her wrist with her left hand, and touched her palm with her right hand.

Her fingertips were soft and slightly cool, and she tapped and used her fingers to write seriously.Every stroke is like a feather gently scratching Ji Yuyan's heart.

After writing the eleven Arabic numerals, the elevator happened to arrive at the first floor.

Jing Xiu let go of Ji Yuyan's hand, raised her eyes and licked her lips and said, "Here, see if you remember." After finishing speaking, she walked out lightly, leaving Ji Yuyan with a charming and naughty back.

Ji Youyan closed his fingers and laughed dumbfoundedly.She walked out of the elevator, then stood where she was, and took out her mobile phone.

However, within 30 seconds, Jing Xiu, who had already walked to the door, heard the phone ringing and took it out. The incoming call was the word "Yanyan" that she had saved long ago.

She turned around, and Ji Yuyan walked towards her from not far away, with tender eyes. "Actually, I have a pretty good memory."

Jing Xiu stared at her, eyes rippling.She turned around and asked as she walked, "Then did you guess the answer to the riddle I left you?"

Ji Youyan helped her open the door, and said confidently: "I will know tomorrow." The courier will arrive tomorrow.

Jing Xiu snorted softly, obviously in disbelief.

In fact, Ji Youyan was still a little uncertain, afraid of being slapped in the face, she didn't tease Jing Xiu anymore.She followed Jing Xiu into the car, and secretly made up her mind that she must find out the answer to the mystery tomorrow.

On the second day, the diary that Zhong Qingyu sent for her finally arrived.Ji Youyan was in the dressing room, and despite his busy schedule, he still took the time to look through the diary when he was seven or eight years old, looking for clues.

Suddenly, inadvertently, she stumbled over something and sat up straight. Immediately afterwards, she covered her mouth, which was an obvious surprise.Lin Yue didn't know why, so she asked Ji Youyan what was wrong, but Ji Youyan just smiled and said nothing.

The finals were over, and "The Great Production of All People" came to a successful conclusion. Ji Youyan and Jing Xiu returned to the hotel after the celebration banquet, because they drank a lot of wine, they were a little bit drunk.

Yao Xiao and Lin Yue were instructed not to follow up specially, and went downstairs directly on their own floor, while Ji Youyan and Jing Xiu went upstairs together.

Ji Youyan swiped the room card to enter the door, and Jing Xiu followed behind.

"I'm going to take a shower, you should go to bed earlier." Jing Xiu and Ji You said good night.

Ji Youyan closed the door, turned around and wrapped his arms around Jing Xiu's waist.Jing Xiu was caught off guard and was hugged by her.

"Are you drunk?" Jing Xiu bit her lip and said softly.

Ji Youyan shook his head, his eyes brightened and said: "Ah Xiu, I know what you were laughing at that day."

Jing Xiu's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Is there any reward if I guess right?" Ji Youyan rubbed her forehead lightly.

Jing Xiu smiled: "You guess first."

There is a show!Ji Youyan stared at her with lowered eyes, and said softly: "I guess, you went to Yanzhou when you were young."

Jing Xiu's amber eyes lit up in an instant, a sign of anticipation.

Ji Youyan was full of love, and kissed Jing Xiu's nose, "We've met, haven't we?"

"Little crying bag." Her tone was low and charming, as if whispering from the bottom of her heart.