"You said, Chuncheon, that aurora will always exist on Uam Lake, just like my relationship with you, Minjin."
"Oops, will Wuli be together forever?"
"Nei, if you say yes, you mean yes."
"Then, I will stay by your side with the aurora. If you miss me, go to Chuncheon at night. There will be a dream of my prayer for you on the branches on the observation deck."
"Of course, I have made an agreement with you. After you recover from your illness..."
The scene of a temporary stage being set up:
The white hospital bed was moved from nowhere.
The tall, rich and handsome doctor in a slim white coat, eye-catching and wearing hair wax, the patient heroine who plays the role of good-looking in the short drama, and the affectionate male relative who stands by the bedside holding the woman's hand.
"..."
I really don't like hearing this kind of lines about life and death. It's too hard, artificial and awkward acting.
Ryoko was lying on the seat, holding her head with one hand, still shaking.
"Stop shaking your legs! Fat Liang."
"Shake your feet to watch the farce and drive away the little bad luck."
After being taught a lesson by An An.
The round head under the fisherman's hat tilted his little head, and he slumped on the back chair like a salted fish, with his light blue eyes wide open, looking dull and cute.
She was often dragged to watch period dramas and idol dramas at home by Bae Zhuhyun, and in the dormitory, by Jiang Huiyuan, and she was very curious.
What kind of mood do you have to be in to see it?!
"Hey, to be honest, if I was lying in critical condition in the ICU and heard Brother Beizi say this to me in the future, I would just extubate him and do sit-ups. If I jumped up, I would give Silly Beizi a headache."
When Little Liang Ge is out of energy and hasn't woken up from sleep, he will subconsciously return to the original pronunciation of "Liang Mei" when he murmurs. The little milk voice that melts people's hearts will always give them a sense of slow love.
"I'm going to die. If you don't give me medicine, what 'ghost stories' are you telling me?!"
"whee."
Hearing this, the girls accompanying him on the left and right covered their mouths in amusement.
After changing to the corner seats on the second floor, what was placed in front of the three people of "An Zhiliang" was, according to Jiang Xiaoliang's words:
It is a very short sitcom created by high-level acting students, probably, maybe...
It is a tearful story about seventeen or eighteen years old, about a car accident, a terminal illness, and a critical illness - the "Three Treasures of the Peninsula".
Bai Zhixian turned his head and looked at Xiaoliang with a smile.
When my sister looks at people, her big eyes are always shy and brave, with a soft light and soft eyes, and her words are soft and waxy: "Why are you seventeen or eighteen years old? Xiao Liangxi.
"
"It's such a mess - Hey Yigu, if you let me see this, you might as well let me take a look at it. The scene where Boss Dong is holding the Ak and Laifu is twisting there, Miss Xiaobai."
"Hahaha!"
Really, the description of this hateful guy Jiang Xiaoliang is too devilish.
Baek Ji-heon's face turned red as soon as he imagined it, and he stretched out his hands shyly and cutely, and immediately covered his hot face.
An Youzhen couldn't help laughing, and slapped Silang's thigh hard.
Someone who had the same feeling as Jiang Xiaoliang was the female teacher from the Acting Department of Yigao who couldn't show off her face.
Even if the fairy sister watching the show quietly next to me doesn't say anything.
And seeing his students acting like this.
That teacher with a strong personality, Nim, immediately felt that his face was dull and humiliating.
Naturally, when she lectures, she is very direct and sharp:
"I'm not against the integration of resources, but a good actor must at least act in a way that doesn't make people uncomfortable. Acting is your weapon."
"So! The entertainment industry is a battlefield. You can't even hold a gun. Are you going to commit suicide or behead someone else?"
"Don't talk about dreaming of being an actor, it's the same if you want to debut as a powerful idol. If you can act in both idol dramas and serious dramas, then regardless of whether you are an idol or not, you are at least a good actor."
"Ah! An Minho, your girlfriend is lying on the bed now, dying! You can't even shed a tear?!"
"Who else designed the lines?! I didn't hear the emotion - Teacher, but I can't wait to feel it. Do you think that the heroine who is critically ill and a burden is finally going to die? How about you find a delicate and beautiful second heroine?
Live happily ever after?"
The first male student who was called on by the teacher blushed terribly.
Although he was scolded, he still swallowed and glanced secretly at the beautiful elder sister who was lazily holding her chin, as if she didn't belong to the human world.
This is a real senior in the entertainment industry!
As for his female partner, she was completely forgotten.
Comparing with the fairy sister, it's like heaven and earth.
"Moah, hahaha... hmm? Hmm!!"
Maybe it hit someone's funny point.
From somewhere, a strange laughter came.
The sound that stopped suddenly seemed to have been forcibly covered by someone's mouth and violently suppressed.
In the quiet library, a firefly appeared in the darkness - it was so dazzling and extremely harsh!
Everyone looked sideways.
Especially the female acting teacher, her eyes gradually became unexpected and dangerous!
She wanted to see who was not afraid of death and dared to laugh?!
She took steps forward and stepped back step by step. By simply expanding her field of vision, she could see half of the library. She squinted her eyes and gradually moved her gaze upwards.
"found it--"
Perhaps the temperament is too prominent, and the atmosphere revealed has an incompatible beauty.
The teacher stretched out his index finger far away, with a gentle tone and a hidden smile: "The student next to Wuli Zhixian, Nim, who is wearing a blue vest, likes to laugh, right? Come on, come down."
It seemed like he was still alive, but he pointed at the heads of the three of them. It was the one in the middle, Jiang Xiaoliang, whose mouth was covered and his legs were crossed, struggling like an old man.
"Eh? Bah, bah, bah!"
Ryoko, who instantly sensed danger, has such a clever little mind.
She immediately broke away from the hands of the two girls, stood up and distanced herself from An Youzhen and Baek Zhixian who were looking down and snickering. Then she found another seat and sat upright again, making a serious expression and waving her hands vigorously:
"Um, teacher nim~ I'm a courier, and I don't know these two strange people. I'm sharing a seat!"
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The beautiful woman who pursed her lips and smiled immediately received a "death gaze" from her round head, but she was not afraid at all, and even leaned forward slightly playfully, smiling even more happily at the girl.
Different from the indifferent attitude of the top actors in the South Peninsula towards idols, this big sister with a "goddess" temperament has an extremely soft expression and a perpetually tranquil smile between her brows and eyes.
Drama is like life...
She doesn't like communication, but she wants someone to understand her.
Just like when making a movie, I will habitually look at the people around me in a descriptive way, such as this group of students and children with their own thoughts, imagine their characters, and imagine what they look like when they talk to me.
Then she would laugh out loud inadvertently, like scenes from a script, and would write these scripts in her diary, because sometimes her temperament would be like that of a girl who loves to dream and will never grow up.
Between every frown and smile, she exudes elegance, with the gentleness of an intellectual elder sister and the cuteness of a girl.
The beauty is as picturesque and the temperament is like orchid.
What she describes is this smiling fairy sister - Son Ye-jin.
She looked at Jiang Xiaoliang with the playful look of a girl as she looked at an interesting toy she had just discovered.
Because the acting department teacher was her best friend, she agreed to come, but with her indifferent temperament, she originally wanted to kill time, but she didn't expect to encounter such an interesting thing.
"ah."
The female teacher from the Acting Department twitched her lips, unable to do anything about Liangzi, so she looked at Baek Ji-heon and An Yoo-jin, and frowned.
As for Zhi Xian, she was already familiar with it.
As for An Youzhen, as a teacher at Yi Gao, she naturally knows the students who have already debuted as idols. She was just about to say something: "You..."
"Miane!! Teacher nim!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the girl in the blue vest suddenly stood up and walked towards the stage.
The fairy sister happened to see this scene, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a teasing arc.
Although I don’t know why this “student” with strange painting style behaves well again.
But the teacher who found the opportunity spoke with a thorn in his words: "Are you a freshman too? If you laugh, it seems that you are dissatisfied with the performance of your seniors and seniors?"
Jiang Xiaoliang, who was wearing a fisherman hat, secretly rolled his eyes.
If he hadn't been worried about Sister Xiaobai, An Gouzi would have been hampered by this "small-minded" teacher in his future studies because of himself.
She was too lazy to talk to her and ran away!
"Teacher nim, Aniaceyo, I think...ahem!"
Jiang Xiaoliang, who had just opened his mouth to say hello politely, realized his identity. Wearing a fisherman hat and a mask, Jiang Xiaoliang quickly lowered his voice.
Brother Liang, who has a boyish temperament, played Caiyuan Street, that is, Jin Caiyuan the most, and he liked her "Xinjiang" vocal imitation the most.
Baek Zhixian, who has never been in a relationship, and An Youzhen, a little Liangmei who is one year younger, shook their calves mischievously, and said with shamelessness: "Howl~ It's just love!"
What are you afraid of?!
Aren’t you wearing a mask? Hey~
The tiny Jiang Xiaoliang stood on the library stage, showing off the domineering attitude of one versus ten, "I'm going to fight ten!" His light blue eyes under the round glasses didn't reveal the slightest bit.
It's shameless to shrink back...well, fearless!
School is the kind of place where it's embarrassing but not embarrassing.
"Actually, this beautiful female teacher nim said it wrong!"
"Um?"
Can this even apply to yourself?
But who doesn’t like to hear compliments from others? The acting department teacher had a curious smile in his eyes.
"Teacher nim, you just asked me why I was laughing? Right, of course I wasn't laughing. You know, I was very moved. I saw my daughter's relatives lying on the bed... In fact, I was very sad. Wow~ I cried first! Then I was so sad that I laughed.
, laughing and laughing and laughing! Hahahaha!”
"Pfft."
Many people were amused by Ryoko's "new-chan vocal imitation" and her extremely interesting fallacies.
Anyway, he is not a student of this school. The way Liangjiang speaks is unscrupulous and casual:
"Hey Robben~ I think crying scenes, if you can't even cry well in the real scenes of life, then there's no need to talk about acting."
"A good actor is never afraid of exposing his or her ugliness. Who hasn't broken down and cried all night over big or small things? Ugliness is also a part of life."
"Isn't acting just about acting out life? How can such a person act well if he just wants to look cool and pretty? Everyone who delivers express delivery knows it!"
At first I heard these words which were not serious, but aftertaste they are very enjoyable.
Jiang Liangzi, who walked on the stage with a cute little girl, attracted many people's sideways glances, and their expressions were initially filled with laughter.
Then there was contemplation after the smile faded.
It's not just the acting teacher who is arrogant and has a somewhat changed opinion of Xiao Liang.
Including that fairy sister with outstanding appearance and temperament.