Chapter 70 (1/2)

On one side, Lin Xiwen's expression softened a little, but Hou Xiling took a piece of paper from the tissue box in front of him. He stood up and handed it to Jiang se: ”Doukou girl, are you ok?”

This is different from the plot. Lin Xiwen is also familiar with the script. Now he looks at Hou Xiling in surprise.

Jiang se takes the paper towel in the past. Lin Xiwen notices that she pinches the tissue in the way of handkerchief, and presses her eyes gently.

This kind of small action obviously makes Lin Xiwen look at her differently. Hou Xiling's face shows a smile.

”It's just that the play is so good.”

When she spoke, she did not look at Hou Xiling. Instead, she still looked at the direction in front of her, as if she did not like to be disturbed by her quietness. She stubbornly drew a distance from people.

Cardamom's gaffe seems to be just a moment, she soon will put the mood of the release of convergence, look lazy pull shawl.

Jiang se is still young, but when she does this action, Lin Xiwen can see that she is wrapped in her cheongsam, and her small and round shoulder makes people peep into a corner when her shawl is pulled.

She soon wrapped her shawl again, but the temptation was only casual.

He soon changed his previous view on janssel. The charm she showed at that moment was more provocative than the sex appeal of Ye Yingfei.

The dark blue cheongsam makes her skin white. She leans on the armrest of the chair and looks like a delicate picture.

She is different from the decadent ”cardamom” that Lin Xiwen began to identify. Previously, Lin Xiwen had always thought that this role was more like preparing for ye Yingfei. But at this time, it seems that the temptation of a clean-hearted person is more attractive than that of a coquettish person at any time.

Once Lin Xiwen changed his mind and looked at Jiang se, he was no longer always the same as before. He was preconceived that Jiang se was not suitable for this role.

He turned over the information on his hand. Jiang se is still a freshman, and she is still young. Paradoxically, her temperament is not that of a young and frivolous girl. Instead, she seems to be familiar after some things.

It seems that the play on the stage has been finished. She still holds the ”handkerchief” handed by others, and sighs faintly.

She stood up, as if the time had passed for her indulgence. She gently touched the folds on her skirt and caressed the corners of her skirt. She was not slow, but in the process of action, her expression gradually changed.

Although her eyes were still red, her expression became firm and her back straightened slowly. From the girl who was immersed in the memory, she changed back to the cardamom who had experienced hardships again and followed an jiuyu.

She went again to the door which had come first. This time, it was different from the slight step sound when she came, but it was much heavier when she left.

Jiangse deliberately stepped on the sound, high-heeled shoes issued a ”Dong Dong” sound, every step seems to hit the heart.

When she came to the door, Lin Xiwen nodded and her face was satisfied:

”not bad.”

From the heart, there is still room for improvement in her acting skills, but she is very smart to grasp two points.

One is Yaya who was born in Doukou, and the other is her firmness when she is ready to leave after listening to the drama.

Especially after listening to the play, she stood up at the moment, with the action of stroking her clothes and pulling her shawl, she showed the tangle of cardamom's heart about leaving Tianqiao Street pear garden, leaving the ”atmosphere” and the day of March 7.