Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 244 Are you trying to seduce me?
The system is easily swayed by praise; if you call it serious, it'll immediately show you what's what.

What the heck is this "holy body of a young woman"?

Why is it still the day after tomorrow?

Who is born with it?

The assessment indicates that the yarn is not usable.

The problems remain, and now Liu Jing has three more.

Liu Jing looked at the little lion strangely. It was green, immature, and hadn't fully grown up. How could it be associated with a young woman?
He stared at it for too long, and his gaze was too aggressive.

The little lion didn't seem to think anything of it. "Is there something dirty on my face? Or am I dressed inappropriately today?"
Jing Tian pouted and said, "Big brother, I still have my fiancée on the surface. It's embarrassing for me to stare at other women like this."

Bai Bing secretly exclaimed, "This is solid proof again! These two are definitely having an affair." She mentally wrote down a pink name in a little notebook and marked it as important.

"Hey! Have you seen enough? If you keep looking, Shishi will turn this office into a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment," Li Xiaoran joked.

"Your problem with the lines, in the final analysis, is still about your acting. This problem is indeed difficult to solve, but it's not unsolvable. You have to put in a lot of hard work; it's not something that can be achieved overnight," Liu Jing said seriously.

The four beauties suddenly realized they had wronged the guy. It turned out that his intense gaze at the women was actually a way of solving a problem.

"What hard work are you talking about? This is my junior sister. I won't stand for it if you try to fool her." Li Xiaoran affectionately pulled Liu Shishi and pushed her in front of Liu Jing.

Zeng Li was able to treat all twenty-one students in the beginner class equally, but Li Dabai could not.

Li Dabai speaks frankly, but she's not without brains; she's quite intelligent.

Jing Tian and Liu Shishi were her main focus; one graduated from the affiliated high school of Beijing Dance Academy, and the other graduated from Beijing Dance Academy.

She often used her status as a senior student to give the two of them extra help and show them special care.

In addition to elements from the Beijing Dance Academy, there is also the influence of Liu Jing.

One is rumored to be Liu Jing's fiancée, and the other has been involved in an affair with Liu Jing, and neither has denied the rumors.

She always found it very strange to see the two girls together.

Are young people these days so good at getting along?

"Shishi, you can recite poems and prose, right? Pick one you're best at. Xiao Ran is the principal here, she can give you some pointers." Under the expectant gazes of several women, Liu Jing reluctantly stepped forward.

They've already made grand pronouncements, but they really don't have any good solutions, though they've certainly made plenty of clumsy ones.

"Senior Sister, look here, Brother Jing wrote 'Spring Snow in the Garden of Hearts,' it's so beautiful." Jing Tian pointed to the two calligraphy scrolls hanging on the wall.

On the opening day of Zhuwai Academy, Liu Jing left four paintings here. Li Xiaoran framed them, hanging one in each classroom and one in her office.

"Is it possible that this character is pronounced 'qin'?" Liu Jing asked, admiring his calligraphy with his hands behind his back.

“Three drops of water make one heart, Nianqin. I’ve learned something, I’ve learned something…” Jing Tian stuck out her tongue, embarrassed in front of Brother Jing again.

It doesn't matter anymore. She once thought that the "Jing" in Jing Tian and the "Jing" in Liu Jing were two different characters.

Read more books and newspapers, eat fewer snacks and sleep more.

Should I follow Sister Sisi's example and start learning characters from a dictionary?
Sister Sisi? Does she think I'm trying to steal Jing Ge from her? I texted her yesterday, but she didn't reply.

Waaaaah, how am I supposed to explain this?

If I could have won, I would have already done it.

Jing Tian looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, letting her thoughts wander, her mind roaming the eight directions and the six realms.

Liu Shishi ignored Jing Tian's advice. She took a deep breath, cleared her throat, and began to recite.

Startled, Liu Jing could barely contain himself and almost spat out the tea he had just taken a sip.

"It is said that the fragrance is different when it comes from snow, and that the flowers have not yet bloomed when spring comes. ... Planted in different places, they bloom in the same way."

"Senior Sister, your recitation was wonderful!" Jing Tian clapped.

She had no other thoughts; she genuinely thought it was good, better than the poem "The Stormy Petrel" recited in class.

With her limited appreciation ability, she could sense the rich emotions, the progression of feelings, and the multi-layered emotions within it.

Bai Bing and Li Xiaoran looked at each other, wondering if they were about to stumble into a chaotic situation.
Last September, Sina Blog launched its public beta test, and then all sorts of blogs sprang up like mushrooms after rain, becoming incredibly popular.

Yang Mi also runs her own blog, where she occasionally posts inspirational quotes or shares her thoughts.

A month ago, she posted a photo on her blog, along with a framed copy of "Zhaojun's Lament".

There was nothing wrong with it, but the poem was signed by Liu Jing.

As a result, it was reprinted by many media outlets, and various analyses were conducted based on this calligraphy.

Liu Shishi is not good at reciting poems, but she recited this one by heart, and she could recite it from memory, which shows that she is very familiar with this poem.

How did we become familiar? It goes without saying, everyone understands.

"Hmm! Not bad, except for a little unclear pronunciation, there are no other major problems."

Who is Liu Jing? How could he possibly be embarrassed by this?

He ignored their gazes and casually picked up a book from the bookshelf. "Shishi, recite this essay."

"The swallows have gone, but they will return. The willows have withered, but they will turn green again. The peach blossoms have faded, but they will bloom again. But, you wise one, tell me..."

Liu Shishi's indistinct voice echoed in the office.

Everyone was listening attentively and making comparisons.

After the little lion finished reciting, Liu Jing did not give immediate comments, but instead handed the poem to Jing Tian, ​​asking her to recite it as well.

"Brother Jing, how is it?" Jing Tian asked Liu Jing immediately.

"Hmm! Your Mandarin is good." Liu Jing handed the book to Bai Bing.

Bai Bing was stunned, pointing to her own nose, "Me?"

"Otherwise what? You want me to carry your books?"

"Ahem, hastily, Zhu Ziqing..."

As soon as he began to speak, Li Xiaoran's eyes lit up; this was true recitation.

Her voice was clear and crisp, full of emotion, with a lingering resonance, and her lines were fluent...

If recitation is scored out of 100, Liu Shishi would get 50, Jing Tian would get 60, and Bai Bing would get 90.

The difference was significant, and not only Li Xiaoran could sense it, but Jing Tian and Liu Shishi could also feel it.

The little lion's expression darkened further; it was bad enough that he couldn't compare to Jing Tian, ​​but he couldn't even compare to Bai Bing.

"Wow! Sister Dongdong, no wonder you were able to stand on the stage of Dream Show, you really have some skills." Jing Tian exclaimed in amazement, without any jealousy, but happy for her friend's excellent performance.

"Xiao Dong, it's such a pity you're not an actor. You have the looks, the charisma, and your overall quality is quite good," Li Xiaoran praised.

"Sister Xiaoran, the manager is great too; I can learn so much from her." Bai Bing smiled with a self-satisfied air.

Actors have their advantages, and this time she truly appreciated the wonders of being an agent.

If she were an actress, like Tang Yan, Zhou Yang, or Tong Liya, why would President Min have taken her on this trip?

"Shishi, when you were rehearsing with Teacher Huang Lei, he told me about a lot of your shortcomings. He summarized them into three main points," Liu Jing said, opening his computer and logging into his email. "First, your lines are bland and lack emotion. Whether you're nervous or enjoying it, it's all the same tone. Second, you lack breath control, and your speech is weak and listless. Third, your pronunciation is unclear, and you sometimes swallow words."

"Yes! Teacher Huang Lei and my senior sister taught me a lot." Liu Shishi nodded repeatedly.

“I have the script in my email. Xiao Ran and Jing Tian are acting with you. Let’s rehearse a scene.” Liu Jing printed out the script and said with a smile, “Teacher Huang Lei said you’ve improved a lot and will definitely impress Old K. One meal isn’t enough; Old K has to treat us to at least ten meals.”

“Okay, I’ll do it…” Jing Tian was very enthusiastic. Before the script was even printed out, she had already picked it up and started reading.

"Shishi, just follow the same rehearsal methods as Director Stan Lai. Choose a piece you're best at and rehearse it to show everyone," Liu Jing instructed.

"Okay." Liu Shishi cheered herself up, determined to do her best and not disappoint her senior brother again.

In the play "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Land", Liu Shishi's role is not large; the main roles are played by Huang Lei, Sun Li, Yuan Quan, He Jiong, and Xie Na.

Liu Shishi's academic performance was severely unbalanced, so Huang Lei specially arranged some light and simple roles for her. The girls excitedly prepared, while Liu Jing went out for some fresh air.

He used to think that bonds were just tools.

Now it seems that a bond is a bond. The other person is his bond, and he is also the other person's bond.

Once the relationship is established, it's likely to be entangled from then on, and their fates will truly be intertwined.

Liu Jing lit a cigarette and pondered quietly.

"Yo-yo, yo-ho, yo-yo..."

Strange noises were coming from the classroom. Liu Jing followed the sound and was shocked to find Zeng Li gesticulating wildly and jumping around, like a shaman performing a ritual.

Their eyes met, and the unexpected turned awkward.

"I... my legs are numb, I need to move them around." Zeng Li didn't know whether to stand or sit, and wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She didn't stop moving; she stretched her arms and kicked her legs to show that she was actually active.

"You can continue your activities." Liu Jing's expression was strange. This was no ordinary leading lady; she was clearly a complete clown.

"No, I'll sit down and rest." Zeng Li's face was slightly flushed.

"That was a pretty good dance, was it your own creation?" Liu Jing was sitting next to him. He thought this person had gone back, but he didn't expect him to be having fun alone in the classroom.

"Weren't you assessing Liu Shishi in the office? Is it over?" Zeng Li changed the subject.

She was about to go back to her office when she heard someone reciting "Hurry" inside, so she didn't go in to disturb them.

"Not yet," Liu Jing replied, followed by a long silence.

Liu Jing had a lot to say, such as about the female lead in "Red Cliff," about Liu Shishi, and about the next training course.

Zeng Li had nothing to say. What was there to say about a scumbag?

“Liu Shishi should strengthen her breath control; many actors these days don’t pay attention to this. I studied Peking Opera, and I did morning exercises every day. I did this for ten years without fail. Controlling, strengthening, and adjusting your breath—this kind of training isn’t something that can be achieved overnight; it requires long-term, persistent practice. Different people use different training methods. There are many factors that can lead to unstable or insufficient breath control, so targeted training is necessary. However, there are generally only a few methods,” Zeng Li broke the silence.

Liu Shishi was her student. Although she didn't give her any special treatment, she kept an eye on her secretly.

"Which ones?" Liu Jing asked.

“Take deep breaths, focus your energy in your lower abdomen. This is to increase lung capacity and master the location of your breath.” Zeng Li didn’t hold back. She tossed her hair aside and smiled. “There’s also a more down-to-earth method: the dog panting exercise. It doesn’t sound good, and it doesn’t look pretty, but the effect is very obvious.”

"Panning like a dog?" A scene suddenly flashed into Liu Jing's mind. The woman in blue was doing her morning exercises, practicing panting like a dog.

"Yes! This method mainly trains the flexibility of the diaphragm, which is very useful for using the chest-abdominal posture." Zeng Li was unaware of the filthy thoughts of the person next to her, otherwise she would have kicked him away, instead of patiently explaining.

"Inhale air to the bottom of your lungs, hold your breath, pause, forcefully contract your abdomen while exhaling quickly. Then quickly relax and bounce back into your abdomen, forming a second inhalation and exhalation..." Liu Jing wasn't ignorant; he explained the key points of the movement.

Zeng Li was very surprised. She could tell from the information that it wasn't just something she had looked up on the spot. "You know all this? Aren't you a directing student?"

"I love listening to opera. I've heard of almost every type of opera in China, including Peking Opera, Henan Opera, Sichuan Opera, Yue Opera, Kunqu Opera, and Huangmei Opera. I know many classic pieces by heart. If I weren't such a bad singer, I'd even consider going on stage as an amateur performer," Liu Jing sighed.

"Really?" Zeng Li asked doubtfully. Liu Jing had said the same thing last time, and she thought he was just trying to please her, so she didn't take it to heart at all.

Zeng Li is well-informed and knows that many scumbags are willing to go to great lengths to pick up girls.

Spending money to buy gifts is the simplest, but also the most effective, method.

In addition, figure out what the girl likes and dislikes.

If the girl likes good food, then take her out for a nice meal, or even cook it yourself.

The girl loves listening to symphonies, so I took her to a concert and she memorized all the knowledge about symphonies.

The girl likes hiking, so let's become hiking enthusiasts...

"Just sing a couple of lines." Liu Jing was hurt. You can doubt my character, but you can't doubt my hobbies.

Zeng Li didn't hold back and blurted out, "I was originally a carefree man from Wolonggang, relying on the power of Yin and Yang to stabilize the world..."

"The Empty City Stratagem: Zhuge Liang sits on the city tower, thinking back to the days when the First Emperor visited Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage three times, fought at the Battle of Red Cliffs, gained control of the two Sichuan regions, captured Meng Huo seven times, and launched six expeditions to Qishan, all with the intention of supporting the Han Dynasty. Now, his temples are gray," Liu Jing replied.

"In an instant, the seven emotions were..."

"The Locked Pouch".

"Ever since the defeat at the Red Mane Battle, the Tang Emperor went to demand an official position. My Rear Army Commandery was appointed, and your father went to court to impeach me..."

"Red-maned steed, Wujiapo."

……

You go and I go, you sing and I answer.

Often, as soon as Zeng Li starts playing a tune, Liu Jing can guess the song.

One sang with great enthusiasm, and the other answered with gusto.

Liu Jing was amazed by the Qingyi's profound knowledge of traditional Chinese opera; she could sing not only Peking Opera but also other opera genres.

Zeng Li was surprised by the scumbag's extensive knowledge; this was definitely not just a perfunctory job, but a genuine display of deep immersion.

"How do you do the ghost step?" Zeng Li suddenly stopped singing and started asking a question.

"Watch closely." Liu Jing stood up, his small, smooth steps making perfect sense of movement.

"Where's the short man?" Zeng Li was greatly surprised. She was an expert and knew how difficult it was.

One minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage. Whether someone has practiced or not, and how skilled they are, can be seen from their first move.

"Let's get down to business." Liu Jing plopped down on the bench. What was the point of walking around? This had inexplicably turned into a theatrical performance.

What goes around comes around. Just now he was testing Liu Shishi, and now Zeng Li is testing him.

"Serious business?" Zeng Li was puzzled. This business was perfectly serious. Besides, did we even have anything serious to discuss?

"The company has decided to give you the role of Sun Shangxiang. You should prepare these next few days and go see John Woo in a few days," Liu Jing said directly.

"Isn't it Gao Yuanyuan?" Zeng Li asked in surprise.

"I think you're the most suitable for this role." Liu Jing secretly took the credit for himself.

"Oh," Zeng Li replied noncommittally.

"You seemed so happy just now, did you know the news beforehand?" Liu Jing asked.

“No, CCTV’s opera gala invited me to be a host.” Zeng Li shook her head.

"You?" Liu Jing asked in surprise.

"What? Am I not good enough?" Zeng Li retorted.

"Okay." Seeing that the matter was settled, Liu Jing quickly applied to establish a bond.

[Zeng Li meets the conditions for becoming a bond. Should we set her as a bond?]

Having put in so much effort, of course I'll choose "yes".

[Bond: Zeng Li]

【Favourability: 66】

[Entertainment Atmosphere: 0/66000]

"Wow! The favorability rating is pretty high, what's going on?" Liu Jing muttered to himself. "Just discussing opera, and it's increased so much?"

Women, oh women, they really are...

"Liu Jing, are you trying to pick me up?"

As Liu Jing was sighing, Zeng Li, with a melancholy expression, suddenly said this.

(End of this chapter)