Still in love [entertainment circle]

"Why don't you check my lines for me." Yu Rao leaned on Song Yan's lap, turned her head, and said.

Song Yan glanced at the script book in Yu Rao's hand, thought for a while and said, "It's possible, but I only prepared one script book."

"Is there any problem?" Yu Rao raised her eyebrows, not understanding what Song Yan meant.

"There is only one book, how can two people be right?" Could it be that you take a look and say something, and then I look at you and say something?

Normally, when Yu Rao was on the set, he would take advantage of the time to check his lines with Su Qing, so he only prepared one script book, and now he couldn't find a book that could match Yu Rao's lines.

Seeing what Song Yan said, Yu Rao understood Song Yan's thoughts, she smiled and said, "I don't need it, you take the book. I have already memorized the lines."

"Have you memorized all the lines for tomorrow?" Song Yan was a little surprised by Yu Rao's memory.

After all, the content to be filmed tomorrow was temporarily added by the director, and Yu Rao actually memorized all the lines in an hour or two after going home for dinner.

"Yeah." Yu Rao nodded with a smile, "Don't underestimate the memory of actresses."

After saying that, Yu Rao handed the script book in her hand to Song Yan.

"The lines that are not marked with a highlighter are my lines." Yu Rao said.

Song Yan took the script book and flipped through two pages. There were many highlighter marks on it, and some feelings and pause points were marked with a red pen.

"But I'm not very good at reading aloud." When I was a child, I read Chinese aloud, and I don't know how many times I was told by the teacher that I lacked emotion.

Seeing what Song Yan said, Yu Rao closed her eyes and shook her head, "Of course I won't ask you professionally. As long as there are no typos and the pause is as good as possible, I can continue."

Song Yan tightened her hand holding the script book, requesting that there were no typos, and that the pause should be proper, and that Yu Rao could continue to catch it.This is already a very high requirement, and he even said that he should not ask her from a professional perspective.

"Then, let me try." Song Yan glanced at Yu Rao, licked her lips, and said.

After hearing this, Yu Rao sat up from the sofa, crossed her legs, and waited for Song Yan to speak.

"Where do you start?" Song Yan flipped through two pages, not knowing where to start.

Yu Rao took the notebook in Song Yan's hand, took a red pen at the table, and drew two lines, "Start from where I drew the horizontal line."

"Ahem." Song Yan nodded, cleared her throat after receiving the script book, and then said: "Do you hate me so much? You always smile at everyone, but when you see me, you always A cold face."

There was no Yu Rao's lines, Song Yan paused for two seconds, and then said: "Speak."

It was supposed to be an angry tone here, but Song Yan read it too calmly, Yu Rao laughed twice after hearing this, and then recovered.

"There's nothing to say." Yu Rao's voice was cold, and this line was so cold that Song Yan immediately realized that Yu Rao had become a character in the play, not the Yu Rao she knew.

"Oh, I see, it's because of what happened in the bar last time, that's why you treated me like this." Song Yan was stunned for a few seconds, then continued: "Isn't it just kissing you, as for holding grudges till now? And I see that you are enjoying it, too."

"Shut up!" Yu Rao's voice was sullen.

"What? Am I not right?" The following lines were very explicit, and Song Yan couldn't read any more after reading this.

"Stop, stop, stop." This line is too bloody, and the next part is a bed scene between the two, Song Yan really can't continue.

"What's the matter? It will be the main event soon, so I can continue if you continue." Yu Rao approached Song Yan, wrapped her arms around her waist, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I...well..." Before Song Yan could speak, a layer of softness covered her lips.

The slender arms climbed up her waist, and Song Yan blushed.

The living room was brightly lit, and the glass windows reflected the figure of the two of them sticking together.

Ambiguous and warm, but too revealing.

"Don't stay here." The tears in Song Yan's eyes flickered under the light.

Although he disagreed with what to do on the sofa, he agreed to go back to the room.

Yu Rao smiled and kissed her soft cheek, and hugged Song Yan by the waist.

Song Yan's half-dried hair no longer dripped water, and when Yu Rao picked her up, her wet hair was heavier than usual, and it fell straight down.

"I'll walk by myself, it's very heavy." Song Yan leaned against Yu Rao's arms and said in a low voice.

Song Yan really wanted to come down, but Yu Rao understood everything she said as shyness.

"Not heavy." Yu Rao kissed Song Yan's forehead, and said with desire in his eyes.

White jade-like ankles were placed on the dark blue sheets, and Song Yan was wearing light-colored pajamas with two buttons on the front.

Yu Rao turned on the light beside the bed, Song Yan raised her eyes and eyelashes trembled, glanced at Yu Rao, then lowered her head in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Yu Rao couldn't suppress the evil fire in her heart one after another.

She stretched out her thumb and forefinger to clamp Song Yan's chin, forcing her to look at herself.

Pink cheeks, moist red lips, a face full of hesitation, brows that seemed to be frowning but not frowning, indescribably romantic.

Climbing onto Song Yan's leg with one hand, with a little force, she separated her two slender, white legs a little.

Yu Rao knelt down on the bed, stretched one leg between Song Yan's spread legs, and the tip of her knee touched Song Yan's flesh.

Song Yan felt her touch and her whole body trembled.

Yu Rao smiled, lowered her head and kissed Song Yan's lips, Song Yan supported herself on the bed with both hands.

"Slap", "Slap".

Yu Rao slowly opened the buttons on Yu Rao's clothes with her hands, every time a button was opened, it seemed to slightly open the door of Song Yan's heart.

Until the two met each other frankly and cared with their hearts.

The autumn wind is bleak outside the apartment, but the room is full of warmth.

"Tick tock."

The spring rain is like silk, and the spring that should be full of vitality, because of this continuous rain, adds a period of spring sorrow.

The photo that had been soaked by her tears many times was in the hands of a beautiful woman.

This person is Yu's father's new wife, who is more than ten years older than Yu Rao. Now, she is not old enough to call her mother.

And when Dad Yu took this woman to dinner for the first time, he said to her, "Ah Rao, from now on, she will be your new mother."

Yu Rao thought it was funny at the time, and of course she wouldn't be so stupid as to call someone she didn't like mother.

Maybe this woman wished she didn't call her, and she probably wouldn't like being called mom by a girl of her own.

The divorce of the parents was the result of the negotiation between the parents. Her father had a new man, and her mother had forgotten the old man.

Round after round of sadness had already made her heart numb.

Whenever her heart hurts, she will take out Song Yan's photo, look at it for a while, cry for a while, and then sleep with this photo on her head, and everything will start again.

It's just that she didn't expect that her little secret would be discovered one day.It was discovered by her so-called "new mother".

"Look, is there anything else you want to say?" The woman spoke with a southern accent, her voice was thin, but her tone was superior.

"What?" Yu Rao raised her eyebrows, she was a little flustered and forced herself to calm down.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the woman threw the photo directly on Yu Rao's face.

"I watched you cry in front of this picture, and even kissed you after crying. Tell me, why did you do that?"

Yu Rao didn't speak, just gave the woman a hard look, and stuffed the photo back into her pocket.

Seeing Yu Rao glaring at her so viciously, the woman was startled at first.Then he thought to himself, it really wasn't his own, or a white-eyed wolf that he didn't know well.

"Go!" The woman stepped forward two steps, grabbed Yu Rao's arm, and dragged her from the bed.

The tiled floor was trampled by the two people's tugging.

"Why are you crazy? Where are you going?!" Yu Rao's clothes were ripped apart a lot, and the sound of the fabric being ripped apart could be heard.

The woman is fatter than Yu Rao, so she thought she could pull Yu Rao, but who would have thought that Yu Rao was so strong.

Her face turned red from being pulled, but she still couldn't move Yu Rao.

"I'm crazy? You're the crazy one, do you know? Where are you going, of course to the hospital! I'm going to take you to the doctor!"

"Who wants to see a doctor? I'm not sick, I think you're crazy." Yu Rao stood up, trying to push the woman into her room.

"Ah!" The woman refused to be pushed and shoved by Yu Rao, she held on to the things in Yu Rao's room, but refused to go out.

When they got to the door, the woman grabbed the door and yelled loudly, "I tell you! You can still be cured if you are still young, but it won't be curable when you grow up!"

Yu Rao was annoyed when she heard that the woman on the left was sick and the one on the right said she was sick, so she stretched out her hand and slapped the woman.

The sound of "snap!" echoed in the corridor of the house.

"What are you doing?!" The thick male voice reached Yu Rao's ears, which made her tremble.

"Ooooh, old Yu! It's terrible, your daughter hit me!" The woman was angry when Yu Rao slapped her.Seeing Father Yu was like meeting a backer.

In Yu Rao's mind, she has always had a talkative father and a gentle mother.

And that day, when she saw the way her once kind father stared at her, she knew it.

Her eloquent and kind father has "died", and that gentle mother is still alive.

Before even listening to her explanation, Father Yu stepped forward and slapped her twice.

He beat her until her ears rang, and blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Yu Rao still remembers that she finally ran out of her new home with a blank face.

She misses her former home, there is no place for her in the new home, but at least there is a place for her in the old home.

At that time, the Song family's aunt had passed away, and it was Song's father who opened the door for Yu Rao.He gave Yu Rao a mouthful of warm food, and didn't ask her about her sadness.

At night, after turning on the lamp at home, Yu Rao walked out of the room and onto the balcony.

There was a bright moon in the sky outside the window, and in the middle of the night, there was silence around the house.

Yu Rao understood that no matter how much she yelled at this time, the lights in Song Yan's room would not be turned on.