Chapter 46: Please! Don’t Look at Me That Way! 2 (1/2)
Chapter 46: Please! Don’t Look at Me That Way! (2)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
As the provincial top scorer of liberal art in the college entrance exam, Yu Qinghuan thought his memory had already surpassed most people. So many of his classmates asked him enviously whether he had any special method, and Yu Qinghuan always gave them the same answer, “No special means. I just can memorize things after I read them.”
And those classmates all complained and wished that they could switch their heads with him.
And now the payback came. Now he knew how his classmates felt in those years.
Yu Qinghuan gave Huo Qu a complicated peep and then pulled him to one side, saying with a snicker, “Well, you recite it for me one more time, in a slow way, I mean.”
Huo Qu had no idea he was playing a prank on him. So he just recited it all over again. After finishing it, he looked at Qinghuan with his head titled, eyes shining, “Qinghuan, you want me to do it again?”
He likes this kind of feeling, the feeling…Qinghuan needs him.
How he wished that time would freeze at this moment. He is not a monster or a useless person. He could help Qinghuan at least.
“No.” Huo Qu’s innocent eyes made Yu Qinghuan feel very guilty. He couldn’t help stretching out a hand to stroke his hair, “You did a good job. And with your help I could memorize it all.”
“Really?” Huo Qu popped out his eyes, and leaned toward Yu Qinghuan happily, asking, “Did I really help you? For real?”
“Of course.” Yu Qinghuan raised his head and looked at him, smiling, “You are pretty impressive.”
Then he saw a big smile blooming on Huo Qu’s face, which nearly eclipsed the winter sun.
Yu Qinghuan had waited the whole morning, but Liu Jia’an didn’t call him, because Fang Zhongxi had kept NG. He just couldn’t pass that one.
“Forget it. Have some rest. Let’s do it again this afternoon.” Finally Liu Jia’an was even not in the mood of scolding him and just closed the monitor.
Actually Fang Zhongxi’s acting was not bad, and he worked very hard. Liu Jia’an kind of liked him. But today he was just not himself, either forgetting his lines or not in the right mood.
Even though the whole crew was pressed for time, Liu Jia’an was a perfectionist. As long as the acting was not what he wanted, he wouldn’t let it pass.
“Sorry, director. Sorry for the trouble.” Fang Zhongxi kept apologizing and promised, “Trust me. I will do it right this afternoon.”
Liu Jia’an nodded without saying a word.
On seeing that, Fang Zhongxi felt much perturbed and dare not say more. He then left moodily.
“Zhongxi, it’s fine. Just the spokesman of Chicly.” On seeing Fang Zhongxi’s darkened face, his broker tried to comfort him, “There’re many opportunities out there.”