The National Male God is a Girl: BOSS Fancy Pet

Time, eleven o'clock in the evening.

The training room was dark, and a little light was reflected in the four mirrors, framing the faint outline of Xia Xi.

On the big screen is a movie appreciation, and Xia Xi carefully imitates it while watching it.

These artists who participated in the national training camp are all professional. Although she can also take the first place with the help of Xueyu, the gap in real strength cannot be made up. Therefore, she can only rely on hard work and better than others. Pay more!

She took a deep breath, looked at it carefully, and studied it seriously.

Putting the pure water aside, she was so fascinated that she completely forgot to drink water, but Xia Xi did not feel tired, but felt very excited.

She imitates the movements in the movie and finds her own angle in the mirror.

Everyone has their own most beautiful angle. In order to show the best image in front of the camera, she has to keep looking for it.

Behind him, the closed door was pushed open, and Zhan Yu stood there quietly.

He had been looking for this person for more than an hour, who knew that Xia Xi was actually here.

The teenager under the light looks even more beautiful than in the daytime.

The facial features are exquisite, and there is a bit of charm in the sharp eyebrows.

The slender body revealed a soft arc, but what attracted him most was her focused expression.

She is studying.

It was so late and everyone was asleep, but she used her rest time to study.

Great, her hard work and hard work can conquer many people.

Even the strict Zhan Yu subconsciously softened his gaze and looked at her serious figure with approval.

Xiaoxi, it's really good.

Zhan Yu walked in slowly, staring at her focused eyes.

"It's not right here."

"what?"

The focused man was stunned for a moment, and when he turned back to see him, a smile spread from the corner of his mouth.

At that moment, the delicate facial features were fully stretched out, and the clear eyes were a little warm, and even the boring training room became colorful for a while.

Zhan Yu's breathing stagnated, and his heart skipped a beat.

"You didn't sleep?"

"Um."

Zhan Yu rubbed his brows, trying to calm himself down.

It must be He Zhen, if he hadn't played that damn DVD, he wouldn't be thinking about it now!

"What's wrong?"

Xia Xi turned back and stared at the protagonist on the big screen.

"The momentum, the analysis of the characters, and the fact that your performance is too blunt, all of which need more practice."

Zhan Yu frowned, although Xia Xi was very hardworking, but a novice is a novice, still young.

The MV has no dialogue and too many expressions, she can handle it, but the real filming is not easy for her.

"Okay, then you teach me?"

"Is there anyone else here besides me?"

Zhan Yu seemed angry, but he still approached slowly and squeezed her slender arm lightly.

"Be like this."

Zhan Yujiao's patience, except in his work, he has never given others such patience.

Xia Xi's body has a faint fragrance, and even when she turns her head, the floating hair tips will bring out a fragrance that makes people breathe.

Zhan Yu took a deep breath and took a step back silently: "Imitation is one aspect. When I come back, I will bring you some professional books. You can read more if you have nothing to do. I will introduce you to some videos. You can learn and watch more."

"Ha, is this a private tutoring? Just you and me?"

Xia Xi wiped her sweat, picked up pure water, and took a sip.

Just you and me?

Zhan Yu felt a little happy in his heart, he hooked the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Yes, it's just you and me."