Meng Shuangcheng's room.
Brother Cheng glanced at Little Bodhi, who was obediently reading the script, and suddenly asked:
"Tizi, if someone has to die, would you choose to save one and lose three, or save three and lose one?"
"What problem? The trolley problem?" Bai Puti looked at her, puzzled.
(The Trolley Problem: A madman has tied five people to a trolley track. The trolley is out of control and cannot be stopped, but you have a button that can change the trolley's lane, but there is also a person tied to the other track!)
"I feel that I would consider the order of priority, not the number of people. All lives are equal. If I were to abandon the first person I chose in order to save three others, that would be breaking the rule!"
Meng Shuangcheng nodded: "A very good answer, but..."
"The one you saved is Yu Jianing. Neither of you will survive, hahaha!"
"Uh... that's a lame joke..."
Tizi remained silent, indicating that she didn't want to talk to her.
But Cheng Ge leaned in again, all cheeky and cheeky:
"Actually, your role in this movie is quite simple. You just need to keep arresting Yu Jianing as a criminal. As for the question I asked you earlier..."
"You have to choose three! Otherwise, the movie won't be satirical enough!"
"Huh? Why are you talking so rudely now? Did you catch Snake Senior's bad temper?"
"..."
.
On the other side, in Gu Xin's room.
The happy duck has lost her happiness! At this moment, she feels that if she lights a fire, she can be deep-fried!
Why does a perfectly normal inner monologue sound so cheesy when she says it?
"The word 'forever' sounds a bit unrealistic, but back then, when I saw your name wasn't on the list of victims..."
"I just wished you could be safe and well forever..."
"Yes... I feel complete when you're no longer broken... That's good..."
As Shen Fuyao recited her lines with deep emotion, Gu Xin, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed a pillow and smashed it over her head!
"What romantic nonsense! This movie is the most subtle in its portrayal of same-sex love; in fact, you could say you wouldn't even notice it unless you looked closely!"
"This inner monologue is what you say in the finale, when you are old and gray, walking towards the end of your life in the afterglow of the setting sun!"
"What I want is that feeling of solitude! Not your affectionate 'duck'! Don't you understand?!"
"I understand...I understand...but why is it the duck's affection?"
Gu Xin: ( ? °皿°)??3??
"Don't go! One of us has to die today!"
...
After a morning of opera lessons, both teachers and students ate their meals with varying expressions.
I divided them into groups accordingly.
Plain group: Wenqu, Jianghuang, Baimeng.
The "Melancholy Group": Fu Yu, Song Song? An Jia?
The hot-tempered group: Chu Yao and Gu Chen!
Chu Moyan and Shen Fuyao, shouldn't you two reflect on yourselves? Why are you the only two in the irritable group?
"Let's skip class this afternoon and go shopping together. I need to buy some oil painting supplies for Xiao Ning."
Fu Yachi put down her cutlery and said.
"Huh? You mean the scene at the beginning of the film? Did I paint that oil painting myself? I thought the crew had prepared it in advance."
Jia Ning was a little surprised, after all, her drawing skills weren't very good yet...
"You don't need to draw the whole thing, but at least make it somewhat interesting."
"Using all the crew's materials would make the emotions expressed seem a bit strange."
Xiao Chi offered an explanation and then looked at the crowd again.
Gu Xin and Yao Ying raised their hands at the same time: "Okay, I want to buy a pillow!"
"???"
"Again!" Chu Moyan and Shen Fuyao shrank back, looking pitiful and helpless.
If I didn't know what you two were like, I would have really been fooled by you!
"I'm not using it to hit you! I need it as a pillow at night!"
Duck rolled her eyes and said, while Song's wife stroked her feathers, "We can share one."
Morning Star:"???"
"One day, I'll burn all of you dog abusers to the ground!"
...
And so, everyone, fully armed, went out into the streets.
Since it's a public place, you should still wear a hat and a mask.
Otherwise, it would be bad if fans recognized them and it caused chaos...
"Let's buy what we need first, and then meet up to go shopping together, okay?"
"I'm holding Lingxi's little hand," Cheng said.
"Uh... okay..."
They randomly formed a team and went into the department store to pick out what they wanted to buy.
Because Xiao Ning wanted to buy something related to oil paintings, and Xiao Chi didn't know much about them, she asked An Wanhe for advice.
"Use a boar bristle brush. When shooting, you need to apply the paint thickly. The bristles of this type of brush are relatively stiff and have strong elasticity, which is just right."
"As for the colorant... choose pure linseed oil or boiled linseed oil. It can be mixed with turpentine, which I think is pretty good."
Watching the little artist rattle off all sorts of technical terms, Xiao Ning and Xiao Chi were completely overwhelmed.
"Just tell us which one you want, don't be so specific! It's confusing us!"
(Note: Xiao Ning's painter sister has never used professional dyes and brushes. Most of her paintings are abstract and reddish. Can you guess what she uses?)
"Uh... okay..."
An Wanhe sent the shopping list to their phones, and the three of them dispersed on the spot...
"A boar bristle brush...a boar bristle brush...here it is!"
The little painter stared at the boar bristle brush placed on the highest shelf of the flower stand, and suddenly froze!
Where are the staff? How am I supposed to take this?
This isn't to say that An Wanhe is short, because even Yu Jianing couldn't reach her height.
Uh… I think I’ve revealed the fact that Xiao An is the shortest among the Morning Stars?
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