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Chapter 95 Tell Kexi that there is a difference between men and women

At first, everyone started to urge Xia Sijing to play the harmonica with the mentality of watching the fun. Unexpectedly, when the wonderful and melodious melody came into his ears, they all became intoxicated.

The little boy's body was straight, his head was not moving, and the harmonica kept moving between his lips.

The whole song has a very fast pace, and many people who learn harmonica can't play this song after learning for several months.

Either you can't keep up with the rhythm or your breath is unstable.

A seven-year-old child in Xia Sijing not only plays the single tone accurately and perfectly, but also masters the pressure tone very well.

Pressing sound requires the use of lips, oral space, strength, airflow, throat, etc., which is a difficult technique.

Especially fast continuous sound pressure...

It is said that experts are good at the tricks and laymen watch the excitement. Although everyone in the room doesn’t understand harmonica, they still think that Xia Sijing is super powerful and her harmonica is so handsome that she can’t describe it.

His starry eyes were slightly closed, and his long and dense eyelashes were hanging down. He couldn't see clearly the handsome eyes. He sat there, his concentration looked like an elf immersed in music.

No one made any sound, including Xiao Kexi, as if he was afraid that the movements of the mortal world would disturb the silence of the elf.

Django outside the door vaguely heard the music. Before Ye Qingchu finished speaking the lines, he walked back to the lounge in confusion.

His agent and assistants gathered together, and a little boy playing the harmonica was sitting in the middle.

Kexi looked at the little boy without blinking, his big amber eyes full of novelty, appreciation and worship.

After the song was over, everyone was still unsatisfied and forgot to applaud.

The first person to applaud was Xiao Kexi, "Is this the harmonica? The sound is so good! Xiao Jingzi is so powerful, she can play such a nice song."

Xia Siyi asked blushed, "Does Kexi like it?"

"I like it very much! I like it very much!"

The little girl with a lack of vocabulary didn't know how to express her excitement, but she kept saying "super", "Little Persimmon is super super super super super super super super awesome!"

After saying that, she couldn't help but give Xia Sijing a big hug.

Mujago was quick-eyed and rushed forward to break the two children apart, and said seriously to Kexi: "As a girl, you can't hold a boy casually, do you know?"

"Django, are you too exaggerating? They have two children..."

"What's wrong with the child? Education starts with the baby, haven't you heard of it?" He forced himself into the middle of Kexi and Xiasijing, holding Kexi's shoulder with both hands, "There is a difference between men and women, remember!"

"Is there a difference between men and women?" Xiao Mengbao blinked in confusion, "What does this mean?"

Mujango patiently explained, "It means that boys and girls are different."

Mu Kexi opened 100,000 Why, "What's the difference? Xiao Jinzi and I both have two eyes, one nose and one mouth, two hands, two feet and two feet, all look the same."

Looking at Django's embarrassing expression, everyone else couldn't help but laugh.

Django, this big fool, is simply digging a hole for himself, hahahahaha...

"Little pigeon said, what's the difference?" The girl shook the man's arm, "Why don't the little pigeon talk?"

Mujago coughed, "What...I can't explain clearly what's different!"

"The little pigeon is also a boy. He often hugs Kexi. Why can't Kexi hold a little persimmon?"

"I'm not a boy..."

"Ah? Little pigeon, are you a girl?"

Xiao Mengbao's stupid questions made everyone laugh.

"Hahahaha, Django, I think you'd better say a few less words. The little baby didn't think about anything at all, you just thought too much! As a result, he got himself in and couldn't climb up."

Mujago glared at Zhao Xianyu, "Where are you standing on Xianyu? Hurry up and explain it to me!"

"How do I explain it? What other things are there for men and women, such a profound philosophical question, I have never even mentioned my child."

The more everyone smiled, the more angry Django felt, and he had no place to vent his feelings, so he could only ask his uninvited guest, Natsui, "Hey! Why are you here for me? Why don't you rest in your own room?"

"I want to play with Kexi, can't it?"

"No! Kexi must do homework well. You come over to show off your skills, which seriously affects Kexi's study."

But Si pulled the corner of Ramudjango's clothes, "Little pigeon and Little Persimmon have also helped Kesi do the questions together just now."

"I think the question is fake, but the existence is real."

Mujarago took Xia Sijing out, "Go back and memorize the lines, I will be embarrassed if I keep going NG later."

Xia Sijing was unwilling to leave, so Gao raised his head and looked back at him, "Why do you hate me?"

"Don't you know the reason? You always think about things in a mess at a young age. I tell you, but Xi Dan is innocent and different from you. Don't take her into pieces."

"I don't know..."

Mujaga interrupted, "No matter whether you can or not, as long as I am here, you don't want to get close to Kesi. Keeping a distance outside the play is the professional ethics of an actor. Do you understand?"

Leaving this, he closed the door directly.

Ye Qingchu, who was left outside the door before, opened her mouth and wanted to say something to Django, but he seemed to have completely forgotten her.

The woman stood outside the door, looking at the locked door, frowned slightly.

This is the first time she has been neglected by a man like this.

When he was talking to the lines just now, he looked at her expression as if he was looking at a piece of wood...

Is Mujahngo's acting really good?

Because he was A Yang's mortal enemy, Ye Qingchu was disgusted when he saw Mujajara and had never seen the scene he had filmed, so he was very suspicious.

After the lunch break, the first scene she joined the group started filming.

"The first time of 65 reshoots, each department is preparing," Li Zicong looked at the screen in the monitor, "Action!"

In less than two minutes, a "click" sounded.

Ye Qingchu was shocked by Mujarago's emotional acting skills, and even forgot to say his own lines, just looking back at him stupidly.

It was completely different from when I talked about the lines before. In an instant, he seemed to be possessed by Wei Changan...

...

"The 12th remake of 65 games..."

Five minutes later, he said again, "Card! No! Your eyes were too hollow in the Qing Dynasty, and your muscles were stiff, not like Meng Yaoyao at all."

The lighting engineers and cameramen stopped their work and looked at Ye Qingchu who had been apologizing, with a slightly impatient look in their eyes.

"What? I thought I had changed to a female lead and her acting skills should be much better than Yan Jiaojiao. I didn't expect that it would be okay. Her reputation wouldn't be increased by spending money, right?"

"Actors outside the second-tier line are often overreputed, but the popular first-tier line traffic is always slandered because once there are more fans, there are also a lot of black fans."

"Wow! It makes sense!"

"Ye Qingchu has not become popular for several consecutive dramas. Fans keep praising her good acting skills and saying that her fairy appearance is hard tolerate if she is not popular. I think there must be a reason why she cannot become famous if she is not popular."

One of the experienced ones said casually: "Her face determines the acting style. What kind of acting skills do you need to play a fairy? Just have a face paralysis.

But the role of Meng Yaoyao not only requires a fairy-like appearance, but also requires a lot of complex emotions. This instantly reveals the shortcomings in acting skills."

The man then said, "Especially she and Django play together, she can't watch it in comparison."

The voice of discussion fell into Ye Qingchu's ears. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists unwillingly, and became even more disgusted with Mujamgo.

But what she didn't expect was that the handsome man not far away suddenly turned around and walked towards her and said to her, "Don't care about other people's words, try to relax your body, imagine that you are Meng Yaoyao..."
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