Huayu Tianxian: This director is such a hypocrite!

Chapter 133 Yifei's Little Tips

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After saying this, Ye Chong coughed twice, forcibly pulling himself back to his senses.

His gaze was fixed on the script, but his eyes unconsciously drifted down to her legs.

Ye Chong's throat tightened inexplicably. He steadied himself and forced his gaze back to the script, but his mind was in turmoil.

"The character of Ruf is the central villain of the new movie. She seems cold and ruthless, but she actually has a hidden softness. Ruf isn't really bad; she's just imprisoned by her body and by the program."

He pointed to the crying scene in the script, his tone much more serious than before, no longer nonchalant: "Her crying scene isn't weakness, it's a confusion about her own identity, a longing for the emotions of a 'human being.'"

After saying that, Ye Chong turned his head to look at Yi Fei: "Did you understand?"

Yifei frowned, listened attentively, nodded from time to time, and lightly marked her name on the script with her fingertips.

"Was her crying because of pain, or because of awakening?" she asked, looking up with a question in her eyes.

Seeing her serious expression, Ye Chong's lips curled up again, his tone teasing: "Sister, guess?"

"Stop being so cheeky!" Yifei slapped him and pouted, "You've given me this role, and if you don't help me, I'm not going to be friends with you anymore."

"Oh, this." Ye Chong immediately dropped his joking expression, sat up straight, and continued his explanation in a serious tone: "They all exist."

"She suffers because she is an artificial being, unable to have real emotions, and she also suffers because of her manipulated fate. My understanding is that it is because others can have it, but she cannot, so love turns into hatred."

Yifei nodded as if she understood, then lowered her head to look at the script, her brows gradually relaxing.

Seeing that she had started thinking again, Ye Chong's gaze once again drifted uncontrollably to her legs.

Coincidentally, Yifei crossed her legs at that moment, and in an instant, the black openwork stockings made her legs look even more slender and long.

He couldn't help but swallow, wondering why his sister had chosen to wear this today.

Is this considered a little tip from Ms. Qian?

Although she complained, she actually put in some effort for today's meeting!

She usually wears comfortable cotton socks at home, and rarely wears such sexy see-through socks, so it must be intentional.

Did she know I was coming and dress up especially for me? This little girl is getting better and better at seducing people.

"What are you spacing out for? I'm asking you, how are you supposed to act this crying scene?" Yifei noticed his gaze, secretly laughing inside, but her face remained serious.

Ye Chong snapped back to reality, his eyes darting around, and he stammered, "No, I wasn't spacing out. I was thinking about how to teach you."

Yifei saw right through him and pouted, "I think you're thinking about random things and you're not paying attention."

Ye Chong chuckled, not bothering to hide his excitement, and instead moved closer to Yi Fei: "Sister, you look so beautiful today, even more captivating than the script!"

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"Stop being so glib." Yifei said with disdain, but her cheeks flushed slightly, and she subconsciously pulled her legs back.

But her shrinking back only made the outline of the socks clearer, making her exposed ankles appear even more slender and alluring.

Ye Chong stared intently at her legs, feeling a heat in his nose as warm liquid flowed out.

He paused for a moment, then reached up and touched his nose. His fingertips touched red blood, and he was startled.

Yifei saw it too and exclaimed, "Oh no! You're bleeding from your nose! What happened?"

She quickly grabbed a tissue and handed it to Ye Chong, her tone tinged with panic and helplessness.

Ye Chong took the tissue and pressed it to his nose, but his eyes couldn't help but linger on Yi Fei's legs, his heart filled with heat.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've been too busy preparing for the movie lately and I'm feeling a bit stressed," Ye Chong said vaguely, not daring to tell the truth.

He didn't want to be scolded by his mother for being irresponsible, and he didn't want his sister to laugh at him for being useless and not even able to carry a pair of socks.

Yifei frowned and reached out to touch his forehead: "You don't have a fever, so why are you feeling hot?"

Her fingertips were slightly cool, and the moment they touched Ye Chong's forehead, Ye Chong's body stiffened slightly, and his heart beat a few beats faster.

"It's probably because I stayed up too late and didn't get enough rest. It's nothing serious," Ye Chong said with a smile, his eyes still darting away.

Yifei picked up the water glass on the table and handed it to him.

"Drink some water quickly to stop the nosebleed, and stop overthinking."

Ye Chong took the water glass, said thank you, and loosened his grip on his nose slightly; the nosebleed had stopped.

He took a sip of warm water, trying to suppress the agitation in his heart, but his gaze still couldn't help but drift towards Yifei's legs.

"Still looking!" Yifei noticed his gaze, her face turned even redder, and she reached out and pinched his arm.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Sister, I don't want to watch anymore, I don't want to watch anymore, I'll explain the script to you properly." Ye Chong immediately begged for mercy.

He quickly looked away, picked up the script, and began explaining the details of Lu Fu's character to Yi Fei.

"Ruf's crying scenes shouldn't be too deliberate; they should be restrained and have a mechanical feel to them."

"She's an artificial human, and she's very inexperienced in expressing emotions. She won't cry out loud like a human; she'll just silently let her eyes well up with tears."

Yifei listened attentively, nodding occasionally, and making marks on the script with a pen, her expression focused.

"Does that mean your eyes will be red and watery, with tears welling up but not falling?" she asked, looking up.

"Almost, but there also needs to be a hint of confusion, not knowing why you're crying; that sense of bewilderment is very important," Ye Chong added.

Looking at Yifei's serious expression, he couldn't help but admire her. His sister was indeed smart; she understood things very quickly.

If she studies hard enough, she will definitely be able to play the role of Rufu well, and she will definitely amaze everyone.

"I understand, it's that contradictory feeling of not having any emotions, yet being unable to control the emotions that arise," Yifei said.

Ye Chong's eyes lit up, and he reached out to ruffle her hair: "Yes! Sister is so smart, that's exactly it."

"Don't ruffle my hair, it's all messed up." Yifei slapped his hand away and gave him a reproachful look.

Ye Chong smiled and withdrew his hand, but his gaze unconsciously drifted to her legs again, and the restlessness in his heart surged up once more.

He quickly looked away, picked up his water glass, and took another sip, trying to suppress the heat in his heart.

Looking at him like this, Yifei shook her head helplessly: "You, you really have no manners. Can't you just focus on the script? Your legs are so beautiful!"

Ye Chong chuckled, not refuting, and continued to explain the details of the script to Yi Fei, occasionally interjecting with a joke.

Yifei listened attentively, occasionally asking her own questions, and the interaction between the two was very natural.

Sunlight streamed into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on the two of them, creating a very pleasant scene.

Ye Chong's throat was dry from talking, so Yi Fei got up, poured him a glass of water, and handed it to him gently.

"Thank you, sister." Ye Chong took the water glass and said with a smile, her eyes full of affection.

Yifei's cheeks flushed slightly. She turned around and lay down on the sofa to continue reading the script.

But as she lay down, her pair of small, black-stockinged feet landed directly on Ye Chong's lap.

"Hmm!"

Ye Chong's gaze was fixed on it.

Yifei, sitting on the sofa, curled her lips into a smile.

Take it!