Chapter 30: One-on-one tutoring by the actress

There was only half a cup of ginger tea in the teacup. It is not good to drink too much before going to bed, so Xie Jingcheng still considered this.

Seeing that the other party was so attentive, Song Qingxing didn't want to stand there stupidly, but took a step forward and came to Xie Jingcheng's side.

"Thanks."

She said a little shyly.

Then he reached out and took the white porcelain teacup. The cup was not as hot as Song Qingxing had expected. It was a very comfortable temperature that ironed his palm.

After taking a sip of ginger tea, the sweet and slightly spicy taste spread in her mouth. Song Qingxing's body was no longer so cold, and now she felt that all her internal organs were warming up.

After drinking tea, Song Qingxing returned to her room. Xie Jingcheng did not disturb her. She felt that they had spent enough time together today.

More haste, less speed. You should take your time in everything so that you can slowly win the other person's heart.

I don’t know why, maybe because she felt at ease, Song Qingxing slept until dawn. The curtains blocked out all the sunlight, and the room was dim, which did not disturb Song Qingxing at all.

So she slept more soundly.

It was not until the phone rang next to her ear that Song Qingxing answered the call impatiently and waited to see who the caller was.

Song Qingxing immediately put on a smiling face again, which could be called Sichuan Opera face-changing.

"Mom, why did you call me?"

There was a constant stream of voices on the other end of the phone, and it seemed that my mother was not in the hospital, but on the crowded street.

"Daughter, I saw on the Internet that you are in a relationship. Why don't you tell your mother?"

Who knew that the old mother would drop a bombshell as soon as she opened her mouth. Song Qingxing stopped breathing for a moment and spoke incoherently. She was not a good liar and of course didn't know how to deceive her mother.

"I'm afraid you won't agree."

Song Qingxing explained hurriedly, perhaps because she spoke too fast, she almost bit her tongue.

"I was saying that I introduced so many handsome guys to you before, but you didn't like any of them. It turns out you like pretty girls."

The mother's words sounded quite meaningful, but she also knew that her daughter was now the highest earner in the family, and it was useless for her to object, so she could only choose to accept it all.

This is the difference between having economic power and not having economic power.

Song Qingxing received a lot of dividends every year when the company distributed red envelopes. The pillar of the family was no longer her father, but her.

So her parents spoke with a humble and flattering tone. Song Qingxing felt a little sad, but more helpless.

Because sometimes it is not up to you to decide who you like.

Although love is beautiful, you can’t even support yourself by relying on love alone.

Therefore, Song Qingxing gave up the possibility of meeting someone she liked in the future and devoted herself to the golden birdcage that Xie Jingcheng carefully made for her.

Although she felt a little bitter and sad, Song Qingxing still had to interrupt her mother.

"Mom, the guy you introduced to me wasn't a handsome guy at all."

"What kind of handsome guy is that?"

Although I have no feelings for men, I can at least tell who is good-looking and who is not.

After arguing with her mother for a while, Song Qingxing hung up the phone. She looked at the time and found that it was almost ten o'clock.

Song Qingxing jumped up from the bed with a "whoosh" like a rocket.

It's over!

I agreed to practice my acting skills today, so how could I forget such a great opportunity to act opposite the queen of the screen, and even have her give me special lessons.

What if Xie Jingcheng has to go to work? Wouldn’t I have wasted this great time?

Because Song Qingxing was anxious, she washed and dressed very quickly. However, there was no need for her to wear heavy makeup in the apartment, and she dressed very fashionably.

Song Qingxing was simply wearing a T-shirt and the gray cotton slippers prepared by Xie Jingcheng. No one knew what the soles of the slippers were made of, but they felt soft like stepping on shit and were very comfortable, not hurting the feet at all.

As soon as she opened the door, Song Qingxing looked towards the living room anxiously, hoping that the person didn't go too far, or maybe didn't leave at all.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xie Jingcheng sitting on the sofa, with his legs crossed and a script in his hands, reading and appreciating it carefully.

She looked serious, almost as serious as Song Qingxing when she was in junior high and high school, immersed in novels and reading seriously.

Xie Jingcheng was holding a pen in his hand, and his slender fingers would turn the pen from time to time, and then he would write down his thoughts on the white paper.

The movie queen is worthy of her name. She is so good at rehearsing for others, and she also has to do reading comprehension.

Hearing the door open, Xie Jingcheng adjusted his glasses on his nose, with a smile on his face.

"woke up?"

"I've almost finished reading the script. I hope I won't delay you."

Xie Jingcheng is on the script. She is wearing a white home dress today, revealing her swan-like neck, and below that, her body is surging with ups and downs.

All right…

It would be impolite to stare at her like that. Song Qingxing is also a woman, how could she not understand this?

If she was stared at for a long time, she would probably feel uncomfortable.

Not long after her rebirth, Song Qingxing had already contacted the director of the web drama in order to make adequate preparations.

Therefore, she had read and understood the early plots, and she could even perform all the scenes where the heroine had several emotional outbursts.

"Thank you for your help. Actually, you just need to act with me. There's no need to be so serious. This is not work."

Song Qingxing's face turned red and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Nothing, I promised you to do it."

Xie Jingcheng stared at Song Qingxing with a serious look on her face. As she watched him walk towards her, she adjusted her glasses.

Switch into the character in one second.

The hero in the book is a top student. That’s right. Compared to ordinary campus dramas where the hero is a scoundrel, this hero is a little different.

But for Xie Jingcheng, it's all the same.

Bad people also have their own personal charm, and good people also have their own personal charm.

It mainly depends on how the actors perform.

"Why are you so late today?"

"Don't you know I need to help you with your exercises?"

The sound was slightly cool, like the sound of fine jade porcelain cracking when it came out of the kiln.

The listeners' ears become soft. No matter how gentle the hero's voice in the book is, it is probably not one ten-thousandth as beautiful as Xie Jingcheng's voice.

Her fans once said that even if Xie Jingcheng did not become an actress, she could still shine in other industries and become a top figure.

Song Qingxing now believed it completely. If this voice was used to hook up a little girl, who wouldn't be confused?

"Sorry, there's a traffic jam."

Song Qingxing stammered a little when she continued this sentence.

But it fits the panic state of the heroine at that time.