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However, this also made Lu Wanwan understand that Jiang Mingshu didn't care about what happened in the supermarket that day, but she actually kept it in her heart and took the opportunity to target her.

Song Chi was fanning her with water and saying comforting words.

Lu Wanwan smiled and said, "I don't have a fever, so you don't need to cool me down."

"Then you should act well next time and try to get it right in one go."

"..." Lu Wanwan froze for a second and dared not guarantee it.

Yan Shengkai also came over to encourage her and talked about some of her own experiences. Lu Wanwan smiled and thanked her. Although Yan Shengkai was a newcomer, her acting skills were good and she didn't make any big mistakes. Gu Xici was very satisfied with her.

Song Chi suggested, "Can I try acting opposite you?"

Lu Wanwan wanted to shake her head, because she would definitely pass if she acted opposite Song Chi, but she nodded in agreement to avoid being slapped in the face.

Song Chi took the script and recited Shen Qiu's lines expressionlessly.

Lu Wanwan looked up at her and said cautiously, "I don't understand why you want me to be an undercover agent?"

"Isn't this a good performance?" Song Chi looked confused.

Lu Wanwan rubbed her temples. The feeling Song Chi gave her was completely different from the feeling Jiang Mingshu gave her.

The last time she auditioned, she was able to perform satisfactorily because Han Jingmo helped her get into the role, but today, Jiang Mingshu was suppressing her, so that she couldn't use her acting skills and couldn't achieve the effect the director wanted.

Song Chi did not say anything else, remaining quiet to allow her to adjust herself.

Lu Wanwan lowered her head, preparing herself mentally to shoot ten or twenty takes, being scolded by the director or laughed at by others, and reflecting carefully on how she should act in order to achieve the desired effect.

But acting skills are not something that can be achieved overnight, and require years of accumulation. It is harder than the road to Shu to surpass Jiang Mingshu in one go.

Suddenly, there was something in front of her.

It was strawberry-flavored ice cream, her favorite flavor.

It was held in a very beautiful hand. Compared with the past, this hand was a little thinner, but not too thin, and it was slender, well-proportioned, and as white as cold jade.

Lu Wanwan looked along the arm and saw that it was Han Jingmo.

His dark eyes looked at her, like a clear night sky, twinkling with bright stars.

Lu Wanwan felt numb at the sight of him, and said blankly: "What are you doing?"

Han Jingmo took the ice cream back without saying anything.

"Yes!" Lu Wanwan said, and quickly stopped him.

Han Jingmo shook his head, let go of her hand and let her take it, and sat down next to him.

"Did you buy it?" Lu Wanwan glanced at him.

"I stole it."

"..." Lu Wanwan paused and pretended not to hear: "Well, you bought it."

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows and said after watching her take a bite: "Next time

, pass it." Lu Wanwan was petrified in the wind, and was stunned for a long time before speaking: "Is it too late for me to spit it out now?"

"What do you think?"

"It's too late..." Lu Wanwan looked bitter: "What are you doing? There are traps in everything I eat. I can't live like this."

"Yeah, I can't live like this."

"I want to break up with you for an hour!"

"Don't be a pity, I'll fight you after you finish eating." Han Jingmo flipped through the script, unmoved.

Lu Wanwan's eyes rolled around.

As soon as he saw her mischievous look, Han Jingmo had a bad feeling: "From now on, you are not allowed to talk."

"You don't let me speak, so I won't speak? Who do you think you are?"

"Say it again."

"..." Lu Wanman wilted and was as quiet as a chicken.

After she finished eating, Han Jingmo tapped her head with the script: "Look at me."

"Yeah, very handsome"

"...Thank you." Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Three seconds to get ready."

Lu Wanwan took a deep breath, closed her eyes, paused for two seconds and then opened them again: "Okay."

Although it was not his part, Han Jingmo didn't need to read the script at all. His sense of language was fluent and his speed was appropriate: "What do you want to say?" As

soon as the voice fell, the cold black eyes burst out with a cold light, with a pressure that could not be ignored, and shot at Lu Wanwan as sharp as an arrow.

It seemed that he could see deep into her heart, making everything she hid invisible.

Here it comes, that feeling, it comes again, that is the feeling Jiang Mingshu brought her.

No, it seemed to be even more oppressive than Jiang Mingshu's.

Lu Wanwan's fingertips trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her eyes. She felt her throat dry and her voice was dry and cracked: "I don't understand why you want me to be an undercover agent?"

Han Jingmo suddenly approached her, his eyes slightly raised: "Why do you feel guilty?"

"No..." Lu Wanwan cleared her throat and relaxed a little: "It's not me who feels guilty, it's Su Ran who feels guilty."

Han Jingmo tapped the script with his slender fingers and explained in detail, which was rare: "When new actors act opposite veteran actors, they are inevitably overshadowed. Jiang Mingshu's performance was indeed a bit excessive, but it was also very wonderful. The director did not mediate. Firstly, he was satisfied with Jiang Mingshu's performance, and secondly, because in the play, Shen Qiu knew that Su Ran felt guilty and deliberately suppressed her, which is why she showed such a strong aura. Jiang Mingshu's performance was completely in line with the requirements of the script."

Lu Wanwan's eyes widened in surprise.

Han Jingmo waited for a while after he finished speaking, but didn't hear her reply. He frowned and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm counting the words you said." Lu Wanwan was surprised: "Except for acting, I've never heard you say such a long sentence!"

Han Jingmo: "..." Who is this for?

Lu Wanwan coughed lightly: "You just said that when new actors act with veteran actors, they will inevitably be overshadowed. Then you also..."

"No."

"You are lying, I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not." Han Jingmo continued: "If we still can't shoot it later, the director will talk to Jiang Mingshu and ask her to be more restrained. Do you want this result?"

"I don't want to." Lu Wanwan frowned. This was equivalent to asking Jiang Mingshu to give in to her. Of course she didn't want to.

"Then let's do it all at once." Han Jingmo concluded lightly.

"I want to, but I can't do it all at once."

"Come here." Han Jingmo hooked his finger.

"What for?" Lu Wanwan moved closer.

Han Jingmo leaned close to her ear and said a few words to her.

Lu Wanwan was incredulous: "Is this possible? Didn't they say that when acting, you should put yourself into the role?"

Han Jingmo seemed to be amused by her and laughed softly: "You can try it."

There was a bang in front of Lu Wanwan's eyes, and countless fireworks exploded. Hearing his sexy and magnetic laughter at such a close distance, her ears felt numb and tingling, and she immediately stepped back as if she was being pricked by needles. She was stunned for a long time before she spoke: "I, I know."

Han Jingmo frowned, not understanding her sudden avoidance.

Lu Wanwan lowered her eyelashes and rubbed her ears with her hands. The scenes that she deliberately chose to forget jumped out all at once: Han Jingmo said he wanted to seduce her, Han Jingmo hugged her, Han Jingmo kissed her...