Quick wear without scum and cruelty

Although no one accompanied him in PIA dramas, when he entered the entertainment circle in the eighth world, he often thought about the scripts by himself.

So just as Zhao Jinting stopped, he saw the young man who was sitting casually on the chair suddenly stand up with his back straight.

He thought that he had influenced the other party, and wanted to explain, but he saw the young man tilted his head slightly, staring at the wall in front and below, as if someone was sitting on the ground there.

Then a deep and clear voice sounded: "Who are these dead people?"

Different from the usual gentleness and celestial clarity, the young man's voice was much colder and cold, but he could still feel the slight hesitation hidden in the heart of the owner of the voice.Zhao Jinting only felt that the thin and slender back seemed to be a little taller when he was talking, and an extremely stressful aura radiated out.

Zhao Jinting narrowed his eyes, couldn't help but reached out and unbuttoned one of the collar buttons of his clothes, feeling that his lower body was a little hot.It is also a very tempting experience to be able to push such an imposing young man under him.

There was a pause after the question. The boy turned his ears, as if he was listening to someone talking to him. Then, he let out a low laugh: "Did you kill them?"

With just five words, the tone of voice sounded the same as before, but the hairs all over Zhao Jinting's body almost stood on end at that moment.

Murderous!

The sense of danger he had never experienced made him even more restless, and the hotness almost burned in his heart.Always self-sustaining, he never thought that he would have such a strong desire for a teenager.

Pick him up, crush him, get into him.

You don't need to look down to know that he has set up a majestic tent high up there.

The young man's hand was half-clasped, and he swiped slowly in front of him, as if he was pulling out a long sword from his waist.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour to convince me not to kill you." The young man never turned around, only showing Zhao Jinting his back.But just a few words reflect the pride and aloofness hidden in his heart.

Explain or die.

If there was really someone sitting across from him at this moment, that person might be completely suppressed by his aura, right?

I really didn't expect that a teenager who can't communicate with others normally, once he integrates himself into the CV script, he will show such an unknown side.

With such powerful acting skills, it is clear that becoming an actor in the entertainment industry is also a rhythm to become popular.

But Zhao Jinting quickly rejected this idea in his heart.

He didn't want the boy to enter the entertainment circle, he didn't want others to see him as different, and he didn't want to experience the sadness of chasing him again... Strange, when did he chase after him so hard?

Zhao Jinting suppressed the strange feeling that came to him spontaneously.

The boy took a step forward and bent slightly, as if he was looking down at someone.

"Your story is not good," he said.

The right hand suddenly raised, and the momentum of the whole body suddenly exploded: "If you don't want to live, you can die."

The invisible long sword was about to fall, and it was about to split the non-existent person on the ground in two, but the young man stopped, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him, as if there was someone there to stop him.

But he was meeting Zhao Jinting's eyes.

The boy's eyes widened suddenly, his mouth was half-opened, his appearance was very cute, and he was a little silly.

Obviously, he didn't expect that there was really someone behind him, and it was Zhao Jinting.

Zhao Jinting didn't wait for him to react, strode forward, opened his arms and hugged him tightly, with such strength that he could hardly breathe.

Immediately afterwards, he placed a kiss on the boy's lips.

It's as soft as a feather, and it breaks apart at the touch of a touch, but it makes people feel vaguely exclusive and domineering in it.

"You..." Bai Hua was a little at a loss, and after a while she remembered that she was in the man's arms, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to push him away.

Zhao Jinting followed his strength and let him go.

"What are you doing?" It was clear that the first word was still a questioning tone, but at the end, the tone became slow again and sounded soft.

"Your script is so good, I want to give you a reward." Zhao Jinting said nonsense without changing his expression.

Bai Hua's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help asking: "Is it really good?" He was so happy that he even forgot to pursue the previous kiss.

"What are you doing lying to you? It's no good for me." Zhao Jinting said, and tried again, "I think your way of dubbing is different from others, and you still have movements?"

Bai Hua shyly touched the hair around her ears, turned her eyes away, and said slowly after a long time: "I've never been a match before, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to match, so I tried to put myself in that situation, thinking that if it was true What should that person do, what kind of reaction will he have?" Speaking of this, he was very embarrassed to ask, "Am I really weird?"

"Of course not," Zhao Jinting said with a smile, "Xiaobai worked so hard, why is it so strange? Your talent is so enviable. In my opinion, you might as well be an actor."

The last sentence is still being tested.Even if the boy is really moved, he still has a way to cut off that way.

For some reason, he just didn't want the boy to enter the entertainment industry.I always feel that once he enters, neither he nor the boy will end well.

Bai Hua shook her head slowly: "There are too many people, I don't like it."

Not only does he not like it, he will even be so nervous that he can't even say a word.Thinking that there might be more people discriminating against him like his classmates and isolating him, he felt breathless and wanted to shrink himself into a small snail shell and never climb out again.

Zhao Jinting breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help but stepped forward to hug the boy again, and let go before the boy could react.

How could such an obedient person be willing to let him go?

"Go to bed early at night, don't go to bed too late. You can read the script at any time, and your body is your own." He warned.

The boy nodded, closed the script on the desk, went into the bathroom and began to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Zhao Jinting leaned against the door and watched the boy's movements. The more he watched, the more cute he became, and the more he watched, the more he liked him.

How could there be someone in this world who fit his heart so well?

But this person is still defenseless against him.

He didn't forget how defensive the young man in the information was towards others, he didn't even want to say a word.He looked at the young man full of joy, and even the other's slow movements were full of charm.

Bai Hua spat out the water for brushing teeth, washed her face, then turned to Zhao Jinting and asked, "Zhang Xi...your cousin?" If Zhao Jinting hadn't said it out on his own initiative, he really wouldn't know this.

"That's right," Zhao Jinting was a little happy when he heard him speak to himself, but when he mentioned his cousin, he became unhappy again.

He remembered that it was written in the information that the boy and Zhang Xi probably knew each other a long time ago.

"Then...can you..." Bai Hua hesitated while speaking.

Zhao Jinting strode in, the young man felt his approach, his body was a little tense, not as relaxed as when he was reading the script before.

Sure enough, it was because I was immersed in the script before, so I didn't react, right?

Zhao Jinting sighed inwardly, took the towel from the other party's hand, and gently wiped the boy's face a few times where there were still drops of water: "Don't even say dry your face, won't it be uncomfortable when the water dries up?"

Seeing that he was just acting normally, Bai Hua slowly felt relieved: "That... can you... find him..."

"What can you do with him?" Zhao Jinting clearly felt sour in his heart, but he had to ask patiently.Now that the two of them don't know each other very well, he can't be too domineering, so as not to scare the other party away.

Although his domineering is engraved in his bones.

"PIA play." Bai Hua worked hard for a long time and finally said the last two words.

"What is PIA play?" Zhao Jinting asked incomprehensibly.

"That's right." Bai Hua paused, as if thinking about how to explain, "Two people, agree on the script."

When he said this, Zhao Jinting was stunned: "Zhang Xi took this notebook?"

Thinking of the two having a rivalry scene, President Zhao felt sour.

"I just found out, he drove past me, got out of the car and talked to me, and I recognized his voice," Bai Hua said.

It turned out that it was the first time they met, but he could tell who the other party was just after hearing a few words, which didn't mean that his cousin had a special place in his heart.Thinking of this, Zhao Jinting became even more sour.

He really wanted to refuse, but seeing the expectant look in the other person's eyes, he couldn't say anything, and asked instead: "What is that "Proud"? What kind of book is it? You are all the protagonists?"

Bai Hua shook her head: "Danmei drama. I'm Shouyin, and Zhang Xi is the male number three."

It turned out that it wasn't the main character. Although Zhao Jinting didn't know what Danmei and Shou were, the part he barely understood made him faintly happy again.

"If it's not the protagonist, then he must be the one, right? How about I try it for you?" Zhao Jinting blurted out the suggestion, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was appropriate.

If he can play PIA with the boy, the two of them can spend more time together, and he doesn't even need to find extra reasons to keep the other side by his side, after all, it's what the show needs.

Bai Hua shook her head and refused: "It's not suitable for you."

"Why?" Zhao Jinting was so old that he was rarely rejected, especially the person in front of him was something he was bound to win. He couldn't help but frowned slightly, "Because I've never done it before?"

"No. It's my first time too," Bai Hua said, "Your voice is not suitable for a male number three."

The male number three had always been enthusiastic before his memory was disturbed.Zhao Jinting, on the other hand, is not easy to get along with at first glance, his voice is calm and magnetic, even though he is very gentle to himself, it is impossible for him to be able to handle the personality of the male number three.

It's by character.

What's more, it was his first attempt, and he had no previous experience.

Zhao Jinting was a little disappointed, but the idea of ​​the PIA drama did not disappear: "Then you see which role I am suitable for, we can find a few scenes to try."

Bai Hua tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly she pursed her lips and laughed: "It's not appropriate for us to talk about this here, is it?"

Only then did Zhao Jinting realize that the two of them were still standing in the bathroom facing each other. This is really not a good place to talk about scripts.

"Let's go out and talk." He said flatteringly, while the young man was not paying attention, he quietly held up his little hand, seeing that the other party was just eager to find the script and was not thrown away, he was secretly proud.

If one of his subordinates saw him at this time, he would probably be so surprised that his eyes would drop to the ground.

The president who has always been calm and cold, unexpectedly just shook the other party's hand furtively and then waved like this.

What about the domineering president?

Bai Hua sat at the desk, and Zhao Jinting helped him turn on the lamp.

"I think...you are more suitable..." The young man looked Zhao Jinting up and down, his body stiffened suddenly, afraid that the other party would say "neither one is suitable".

Fortunately, the next sentence came out soon: "Male number one."

Bai Hua explained: "Your voice is obviously Gong's voice, and it's born with a domineering meaning that no one can refute. This kind of person generally has a strong personality and a strong aura. Only Xiao Gong has this personality in the whole book."

Zhao Jinting looked like a good student: "Just now I wanted to say, what is your receiving tone, and this attacking tone, what are they? What kind of drama is Danmei drama?"

Bai Hua's white and tender face suddenly turned red, and under the soft light of the desk lamp, it showed a bit of unconscious temptation.

Zhao Jinting couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.

"It's just...classification." The boy said awkwardly.

"What classification?" Zhao Jinting half did not understand, half deliberately asked.What answer can make the young man who has always been relatively calm suddenly feel uncomfortable?

"That... Danmei drama is that men... like men," the voice of the last four words is extremely low. If Zhao Jinting hadn't had good hearing and kept staring at the other party, he might not have heard it. The one who is very strong among people, receives the sound..." Bai Hua's voice became lower and lower as she spoke, until she was completely silent in the end.

But Zhao Jinting already understood what he meant.

What attack and subject, isn't it above and below?

Thinking of this, he felt happy for no reason.He was a little worried that the boy would not be able to accept the gender of the two, but looking at it now, it's not that the boy doesn't understand this aspect at all.

This script is well received!

Zhao Jinting was half happy, but suddenly remembered something again, and his face sank: "Who is Gongyin in the book?"

He didn't like anyone other than himself to have anything to do with the boy.

Not even if it's just in the show.

"I don't know," Bai Hua replied, "I heard from Mammy that they wanted to find a great god named Mu Linsen to match, but they didn't succeed at that time. Now it has been several years, and I don't know if they still want that person. Or get another one."

According to Mammy, Mu Linsen didn't have a good sense of drama, but the sound line is good, it is very suitable for attacking sounds, and there are many fans, this is the reason why it was selected in the first place.

So much time has passed, newcomers have just appeared in the CV circle, and Mu Linsen is still there, who knows if they will look for him again?

After hearing Bai Hua's words, Zhao Jinting made up his mind.

"It's a bit late today, you should have a good rest first." He said, picking up the script on the table.

Bai Hua watched his movements in puzzlement, her eyes were wide open, and she looked like some kind of docile and cute little animal.

Zhao Jinting couldn't hold back, and reached out to rub his head.The young man froze, but he didn't back away, he just asked hesitantly: "That script..."

"Didn't you say you wanted to play PIA for you?" Zhao Jinting said with a smile, "You have to give me time to think about the script first, right? Otherwise, how can you match the sound properly?"

Bai Hua was a little moved, and said in a low voice, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't deserve it..."

"It's okay, you sleep. I'll take the notebook and make a copy first, so as not to delay your reading of the script tomorrow. Go to bed and sleep well, or I won't return your notebook tomorrow." He said "threat".

The boy obviously took it seriously, and immediately jumped onto the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly around his body, and only exposed a small head to look at him, as if saying: Look, I am obedient.

Zhao Jinting laughed and moved his hands, but resisted not to rub the other party any more, just turned off the light thoughtfully, closed the door and exited the boy's new bedroom.

It's okay, it's still a long time, take your time, don't scare the other party.he said in his heart.

"System, how do you think my performance is tonight?" Bai Hua asked in her heart.

"The target ordered someone to make a few copies of the script, and asked someone to inquire about the script of "Proud" and the crew's information." The system answered him, "Host, don't you really want to draw the target to the crew?"

"Why not?" Bai Hua asked back.

"He is a dignified president, who would shake the ground three times when he stomped his feet, would he accompany you in a small radio drama?" The system was very puzzled.

Bai Hua smiled triumphantly: "I never told him to come, I just told him that Xiao Gongyin's candidate has not been finalized yet. As for whether to come or not, that is his business. Anyway, if he gives up or loses the election , I match with others, as long as he can bear it."

It must be unbearable.Just looking at how many words the host had said to other men in previous lives, the target's reaction was that he wanted to kill someone, the system knew that this time Zhao Jinting had to fall into Bai Hua's hands.

"I really don't understand, why did he fall in love with you?" the system muttered.

"Hey? Isn't it the tenth love mission you released?" Bai Hua pretended to be puzzled, "Don't you know the title of Sansheng III? Why don't you understand it now? It seems that apart from lack of energy, you will fall asleep. Are you going offline?"

System: "..." In order to successfully complete the mission in the underworld, I will endure it.

When Bai Hua woke up the next day, Zhao Jinting was not there.He went downstairs to eat breakfast alone, and then went back to the bedroom.

"What is the host going to do?" the system asked.

"Without a script, I can still draw." Bai Hua replied.

☆, the fourth world (7)

Zhao Jinting was still very careful. Not only were the top-level equipment placed in the bedroom, but even Bai Hua's unfinished painting in the bedroom was brought back, and it was carefully covered with a cloth cover.

Bai Hua took off the painting cover, looked at the starry sky above the screen and exhaled lightly.

"What does the host plan to draw next?" the system asked.Although it is only a small level, it has received a lot of knowledge from the main brain.The host's painting has not been completed yet, but the starry sky is far away, the stars are bright, the lines and tones are just right, I don't know how beautiful it will be after the painting is finished.

"You think it's good?" Bai Hua smiled.

"Of course." The system feels that its IQ has been despised, and is a little unhappy.

Bai Hua nodded, didn't say anything, just dipped the paintbrush in the paint, and started painting on the starry sky without thinking.

Soon, the large expanse of starry sky was covered by gloomy black clouds, only a little bit of starlight was faintly revealed, and it was no longer as agile as before, giving people a gloomy and depressing feeling.

As if this was not enough, Birch painted a crowded and dilapidated cemetery under the starry sky. The trees that occasionally grow in the cemetery have strange branches and withered leaves, shivering in the occasional wind.And a young man with a blurred back was walking towards one of the half-turned tombs.On the tombstone, sat a black figure holding a huge scythe, looking from a distance, it seemed that the boy was going to die.

The most shocking thing is that the young man's steps are heavy, but the blurred back gives people a feeling of joy because his long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled for no reason.

In other words, as a young man, his heart is death.

"..." The system didn't know what to say.It is obviously an unfinished and positive picture, so Bai Hua has added more paint, although it is equally exquisite, the color tone has become gloomy, making people not want to take a second look after just one glance.

"The name of this painting is "Life." Bai Hua kindly explained.

"...Where did the name match the content?"

"Where is it unworthy?" Bai Hua said lightly, "Isn't any life going to die in the end? And don't forget, I am a patient with a particularly serious mental illness. The reason why I can barely talk to someone like Zhao Jinting is because The psychiatrist has always been credited. But the disease is still there, and it occurs from time to time. Didn’t you think I committed suicide when I came here?”

"...so you're trying to convince the target that you're going to kill yourself?"

"He checked my information. Do you think he doesn't know why I was hospitalized? Otherwise, how could he have moved me here without saying a word, isn't it because he was afraid that I would commit suicide again." Bai Hua said.

He even fell in love with the host who pretended to be sick, and he didn't know what evil the target had committed.The system secretly slanders.

"Don't forget, you started the mission, and you told me about the character design of the sixth world. I just continued to play along the original track in order not to let people notice the difference." Bai Hua said It doesn't matter what you look like.

The system is a little crazy.

Since binding this host, the relationship between the two has never been normal.In the past, he often faced himself with bitterness and hatred, but now, the host probably thought about it, and his complexion improved a lot, but he was angry from time to time when he spoke.

The human design is what it revealed to the host, that's right, that's also the host's previous life, it's the host's own fault for living like that, but it's the host's fault.

It was already noon when the painting was finished.

Bai Hua put down the paintbrush in her hand, stood a few steps away and tilted her head to appreciate it, and heard the reminder from the system: "The target has entered the bedroom and is walking towards the host."

After Zhao Jinting spent the whole morning dealing with the company's affairs, he figured out what was going on with Bai Hua's radio drama from the materials sent by his subordinates.

It was only then that he realized that a large part of the information that had been checked by people had been ignored because it did not involve anything on the Internet.

After all, unlike normal people, for a teenager, perhaps the internet plays a bigger role in his life.

The more he read the newly sent materials, the more he understood what kind of person the boy was, and the more he felt distressed.

When he first met Bai Hua, he was heartbroken and at the same time he was not without doubts, otherwise he wouldn't be investigated by others.When he got the young man's information, he wondered if the young man was deliberately sent by the Zheng family to show his favor, although the suspicion was only fleeting.

But now he is completely sure, what kind of chess pieces and what kind of favors, the young man is clearly a poor little boy who has been abandoned since he was a child and no one cares about him.

Since no one cherishes it, let him spend his whole life in pain from now on.

The more Zhao Jinting looked at it, the stronger this thought became.He almost drove all the way back to the villa. He wanted to hug the boy tightly and tell him that he would be with him for the rest of the day, but he didn't expect to see the unfinished painting brought back from the boy's former residence as soon as he approached.

The painting is done.

Dry, cold, dead, hopeless.

This was his first feeling when he saw the painting.

Zhao Jinting gasped.

If it wasn't for someone with a heart like stagnant water and a will to die, how could it be possible to draw such a picture.

He suddenly remembered that it was written on the information that the boy had been hospitalized some time ago, was it really an accident?When he first saw it, he was suspicious, but now he is even more suspicious.

Bai Hua looked at the painting for a while, then took a few steps back, intending to appreciate it from a distance, but she lifted her foot and retreated into a generous embrace.

He was startled, turned his head quickly, and saw that it was Zhao Jinting, and his tense body relaxed a bit.

The young man moved forward, and while trying to distance the two of them, he murmured, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were..."

Zhao Jinting didn't allow him to finish his sentence, he directly stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, and hugged him tightly: "What did you do this morning?"

His voice was steady, and the frenzy in his heart could not be heard at all.

The young man shrank his neck, as if he made some mistake: "After breakfast, I had nothing to do, and I didn't have a script to read, so I drew. I'm sorry, I know that I shouldn't draw in the bedroom, it's easy to get dirty... I won't do it in the future. meeting……"

"It doesn't matter," Zhao Jinting felt very distressed, "You can paint wherever you want. I was negligent. I only wanted to help you bring the paintings back, but I forgot to ask someone to clean up the studio for you. Don't blame you , blame me."

"Studio?" The boy repeated in a low voice, and then said, "Don't bother, I just stay for a few days and leave. It doesn't matter if I don't paint for a few days..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt the man's arms holding him began to exert force, so strong that it almost strangled him in two.

"Those who want to choose a computer, those who want to play against each other, how can it be convenient if you don't stay here?" Zhao Jinting's voice became unsteady.When he thought of letting the boy go back, he couldn't help but think that the person in his arms might die and no one would know where.

He will never allow this to happen.

"It's okay, the computer will be bought soon. If you want to play the show, you have to match the CV that Mammy and the others found. How can you waste your time, you are so busy." Bai Hua said slowly, "You are hurting me."

Zhao Jinting quickly relaxed his pressure, but did not let him go: "Didn't you say that they haven't found Gongyin yet? Why don't I try it after lunch? After reading your script yesterday, I found out that I don't like this I'm very interested. In the morning, I deliberately learned about the online distribution circle, and it turns out that many people in it have their own things to do in reality, and online distribution is just a hobby."

Bai Hua nodded, and after a while, as if she was afraid that the other party would not see it, she nodded again: "Yes. For example, I am just a student, and this is the first time I have received this notebook. And your cousin Zhang Xi , I heard Mammy say that he seems to be a teacher."

Zhao Jinting didn't like to hear other men's names in his mouth: "What about the script? You are a newcomer, and I am also a newcomer, why don't you give me some pointers to see where I don't match well?"

"But the script hasn't been delivered yet." Bai Hua said, "It's been said that I'm a newcomer, so I'm not qualified to give you advice. I'm not sure I can write it well."

Zhao Jinting pretended to be surprised: "Really? When I left in the morning, I clearly ordered someone to bring it to you. These people were lazy while I was not there. I will ask someone to bring it up now," he said, letting go of the boy, and scanned again Looking at the canvas, he tentatively said, "Xiaobai, since your painting is finished, should I ask someone to move it?"

Bai Hua misunderstood what he meant: "The studio can be tidied up so quickly? Then move out."

Zhao Jinting quietly breathed a sigh of relief.There are a lot of vacant rooms in the villa, it is not difficult to tidy up any one, and it does not take much time.But he didn't plan to put this painting in the studio, and he didn't even want the boy to see it again.

This kind of thing that contains the will to die, the farther away from the boy, the better.

"Xiaobai, tell me everything in the future, okay?" Zhao Jinting asked.

Bai Hua hesitated for a moment, but said nothing.

He has a simple mind and will not lie, so he will naturally do what he promises.He could feel that Zhao Jinting was kind to him, but after all, he had just met him not long ago, so he couldn't easily reveal his thoughts to others.

Zhao Jinting was a little disappointed, and he hid it well. He only asked people to remove the canvas and painting utensils, and then took Bai Hua downstairs for lunch.

There were only the two of them eating. The dishes were simple, four dishes and one soup, but it could be seen that they were carefully prepared. The meat and vegetables were nutritious and the taste was good.

Birch has a mild taste and doesn't like things that are too spicy or too salty.Zhao Jinting already knew this, the dishes are mainly fresh and fresh, there is no teenager who doesn't like to eat.

After lunch, Zhao Jinting took the script and took Bai Hua upstairs to the study.

It's still early for a nap, so why not take this opportunity to play against each other.

If it was said that Zhao Jinting wanted to win Xiao Gongyin the night before because he was domineering in his bones, and he didn't want Bai Hua to have anything to do with others, even if it was only in the play, then after he saw the painting, he was scared.

I was afraid that the boy would do something that he shouldn't do when he didn't know it.

He hopes to be able to guard the boy at all times, to participate in everything the other party does, and to clearly know what the boy is thinking every minute and every second.

He wants to be with him, forever.

"Well, you haven't read the script yet, have you?" Bai Hua and Zhao Jinting sat facing each other.Except for men, he had never been so close to anyone before, so he couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and swallowed subconsciously.

Zhao Jinting looked at him tenderly: "I read it. I couldn't sleep after I went back last night. I was very happy when I thought of being a CV. I couldn't help but read the whole script."

It is true to read the script, but of course it cannot be because I like CV.

In fact, if it wasn't for Bai Hua, he wouldn't have even glanced at the online distribution circle.

He has only one hobby, and that is juvenile.

"Then," Bai Hua couldn't help but brushed her lower lip with her tongue, and said in a low voice, "Then, shall we go to the first scene now? When we first met?"

"Okay." Zhao Jinting smiled, lowered his head and flipped through the script in his hand, although his heart was burning, wishing to throw the script out of the window, and then press the boy onto the bed and enter it hard.

Apart from doing this, he really didn't know any other way to make the boy belong to him completely.When he thought of that painting, he couldn't calm down anymore.

However, he can't.

It is not stupid for teenagers to escape from interacting with other people in reality.If he did this, the boy would only feel hurt, and maybe he would pick up the knife on his wrist again.

Thinking of this, his eyes left the script and swept to the boy's wrist.

Although it was not easy to suspect that the teenager was hospitalized, he hadn't looked at the wound without the consent of the other party.

At this time, Bai Hua was wearing a wide pajamas, the sleeves were very long, covering her wrists, and most of her hands were also covered, with only a little white pink fingertips exposed, looking very attractive.

"What's the matter?" Sensing his distraction, Bai Hua couldn't help shrinking her fingertips and asked.

Zhao Jinting didn't feel the embarrassment of being caught at all, and said calmly: "I said the first line in the script, but I still can't find the feeling."

"That's it," Bai Hua believed. He tilted his head and pondered for a while, "Look, I understand it this way, I don't know if it's right. The first time Gong and Shou met was because of an accident..."

"I'm Gong?" Zhao Jinting suddenly interrupted him and asked.

Bai Hua looked up at him blankly, and let out an "ah".

"Are you suffering?"

Bai Hua nodded, as if she didn't understand how the man asked this sentence.Didn't you say that last night?

Zhao Jinting was satisfied.

Although it is just a character in the play, sooner or later he will turn it into a real scene.

No matter who wants to rob him, even if it is the death will in the boy's mind.

He'll sweep those all away.

Bai Hua obviously didn't realize the trap in his words, and explained to him her own understanding of the script and Xiao Gong's character design with all her heart.

Zhao Jinting watched his petal-like pink lips opening and closing, feeling itchy in his heart.

After talking for a long time, Bai Hua felt a little thirsty, and as soon as she turned her head, a glass of warm water appeared in front of her.

Zhao Jinting looked at him gently: "Are you thirsty? Drink some water."

Bai Hua was still thinking about the script, so she took it and drank it casually, and continued to talk about the plot and character design, not realizing that she had never drank something handed over by others before.

After finishing the script, a long time has passed, Bai Hua hesitated: "You are very tired at the company in the morning, why don't you take a rest first, and we can play PIA again when we have time?"

"how about you?"

"I want to master the song that will be broadcast live tonight..."

Zhao Jinting's eyes lit up: "Which songs do you want to sing, I'll help you choose, how about checking?"

Bai Hua bit her lower lip.He liked to sing, yes, but only when no one was watching.Zhao Jinting stood there like a big living person, he really couldn't turn a blind eye.

The man saw his reluctance, and before he said his refusal, he said first: "Look, although I don't know much about music, at least I can tell if it sounds good. You don't want to have any flaws in the live broadcast at night, do you? In the past, no one listened to you for you, but now that I am here, you should make good use of such a convenient condition. Others sing it over and over again, and then start the live broadcast when there is no problem."

Bai Hua asked, "Is that so?"

Zhao Jinting nodded without guilt: "Yes. Xiaobai, you want your audience to hear your best voice, right? Then you have to overcome difficulties and practice hard. Think about it, when there are more people in the live broadcast room, Someone asks you to show your face, will you show it? If you keep refusing, it will make people sad."

"Then, then..." Bai Hua hesitated for a long time.In fact, he doesn't care whether others are hurt or not. He ignored people who asked him to show his face before.

But for some reason, when he thought that it was Zhao Jinting who said this, he couldn't say "no".

"That's it. Actually, I haven't slept well. The doctor helped me to see it, and said that it is best to have a voice that I like sing to me every day, which will help me sleep." Zhao Jinting said, very proud of his quick wit.

Sure enough, Bai Hua believed it was true, and began to bite her lips: "But I may not be able to sing well, what if I disturb your sleep?"

"How is it possible? Let's try it now. If the effect is good, how about you singing to me before going to bed? I regard you as my only and best friend." The man said.

"Then I'll try." Bai Hua said without confidence.

When the live broadcast first started, he didn't have any plans, he just wanted to sing whatever he wanted, and even sang a cappella. Then he slowly searched the Internet for accompaniment and sang to the music.

Zhao Jinting said he wanted to hear it, but it was a face-to-face situation, so he was inevitably nervous.After the man lay down on the bed, he sat on the edge of the bed and began to choose songs.

After choosing and choosing, Bai Hua was a little discouraged, looking at the man stumbled and said: "Well, otherwise, tell me what you want to hear?"

I want to hear you groan under me, that's much better than a song.Zhao Jinting thought.

Unable to tell the truth, the man pretended to think for a while: "Choose the one you are best at. By the way, you said that you sang a song before being pulled into the online matching circle by that nanny? Otherwise, just sing that song." , that Xiaobai must have sung particularly well."

☆, the fourth world (8)

"That song, I'll play the music first." Bai Hua said, jumping off the bed and turning on the computer. The man stretched out his hand to stop him, and told him to sing a cappella.