Yuwengu smiled with satisfaction and continued to look at the set.
Xia Xi took a deep breath and turned away.
Enter the play.
It's really not easy to turn your soul into Liu Lanzhi.
"What did the director say?"
Zhan Yu asked in a low voice.
"That's not enough for the play."
"It's all right. Go back and I'll help you figure it out."
"Yes!"
Xia Xi nodded, took off her makeup and left.
Two days is actually very short.
Because the next day she's going to take elective courses. In fact, it's even a day.
I went back to find out for a long time and made several moves in front of the mirror, but I still felt that it was strange that I couldn't tell the truth.
Until she went to class the next day, Xia Xi was still immersed in Liu Lanzhi's imagination.
"Classmate, you haven't come to many elective courses. Now that you're here, listen carefully and don't wander outside!"
On the podium, there was a low voice. It was very flat. It was not like blaming students, but rather like a gentle and reasonable communication.
Xia Xi was stunned and stared at the platform subconsciously.
The teacher of international relations is a gentle man in his early thirties. He wears a chicken heart collar sweater and a shirt. He is also meticulous. He wears thick glasses and his calm eyes look from behind the eye lenses. They are not sharp, but they look very angry.
Xia Xi's heart moved slightly.
Although Liu Lanzhi is both literate and martial, what he yearns for in his heart is the people, the Korean situation, not the battlefield and war. Therefore, Liu Lanzhi, the Minister of the Ministry of war, should have more courage to ask people.
Xia Xi narrowed her eyes and began to look at the lecturer Lu Guo.
It's OK to stare for a minute. No matter how long it is, Lu can also feel Xia Xi's line of sight. He looked away indifferently. He didn't seem to care. Only when he turned around, he frowned slightly.
Subtle feelings are revealed, as if they are suppressing something.
Xia Xi hooked her mouth and seemed to have a new understanding of Liu Lanzhi.
There are great leaders of the Qingliu school, Lord Lu and the emperor, as well as the old Jia Ge school and the castration party. Therefore, we must be calm when it is not necessary.
Xia Xi took back her sight, bowed her head and read respectfully.
It's not in class, it's going up.
The voice of the state of Lu is the emperor's golden advice. An Xue, who is restless, is Jia Ge. The castration party is indifferent around. LAN yinuan around her is the leader of the clean flow for the time being, so what she should do now, no, what Liu Lanzhi should do, is to wait and see its change!
Lu turned back and subconsciously glanced at Xia Xi's direction.
The student no longer looked at him, but he bowed his head strangely, so that people couldn't see her face clearly.
But strangely, Lu felt that the student's breath had changed. He couldn't tell where it was, but he always felt that it had become different.
"That classmate, get up and answer this question."
He pointed to Xia Xi and said calmly.
Xia Xi seemed stunned and looked up at the state of Lu. Her expression was calm and elegant, but her eyes were very firm. Inexplicably, she made the state of Lu feel the gap in the throne. She wanted to think that his status was very high, but the student's status was very low.
Xia Xi stood up in a hurry, lowered her head first, seemed to be thinking, and then said calmly: "go back to the teacher, you should answer like this."
A reply to the teacher shocked everyone.
Back to the teacher??
Is this the grammar that modern Chinese should have?
What the hell is going on in the Xi hall??