Chapter 391 - 391: So this is how she practices (1)

chapter 391: so this is how she practices (1)

translator: 549690339

xia bo was still recording the variety show and didn’t have time to scroll through weibo.

in fact, she was having a ‘heart-to-heart’ talk ‘with xu jinwei. he wenhang was squatting next to her, and zhen shasha was reading a script on the coffee table.

xiao xia, you’re the most improved actress i’ve ever seen. xu rongwei had eaten his fill that night. he was wearing an old man’s vest and a black coat as he lay comfortably on the chair, tapping his fingers on a cup.

he wenhang raised his head, glanced at it again and again, and finally couldn’t help it.

brother xu, xiaxia’s acting was great in ‘then.’ you might not have seen it. he wasn’t a professional actor, and he wasn’t confident that he could beat xia bo in acting.

xu yuwei shook his head.

at his level, he was naturally different from fresh meat like he wenhang who had just come into contact with acting for a few years.

he could tell at a glance that xia pohe’s gait wasn’t any weaker than zhen shasha’s. today, he could also tell that her lines had improved with one sentence.

“you’ve improved from the reading session.” xu jinwei looked at xia bohe.

xia bo li pursed her lips. maybe it’s just a matter of time.

the bullet screen viewers were still not sure what she meant by ‘when the water flows, the channel will be formed’.

it was not until the next sunday that they saw her go for a morning run again.

director lin sheng had given her most of the shooting time this time, and finally, the audience could see clearly what her so-called morning exercise included!

while running, she continued to talk about the relationship between calories and food, so everyone was used to it.

however, from the normal speed of the first time, to the second time at 1.25 times, the third time at 1.5 times, and the fourth time at 2 times ... in the end, everyone only saw her pink lips moving up and down, and a pile of dense words came out of her mouth.

[ f * c.k! ] she’s practicing a speed recital!

[ as expected ... ] [ she’s not a one-night genius. ]

ah, thousand birds paste, you’re all water 3 ‘after xia bohe finished running, she stretched and yelped at the endless lake. no one in the bullet screen laughed out loud.

[why do i feel like crying?] [ f * ck, it sounds so sad. ]

[ my sister’s tone is too hurtful! ]

“ah, thousand birds paste, you’re really beautiful [oh, this sentence is so full of emotion. her voice is so affectionate.]

[ i’m blushing. i think i’ve been confessed to? ]

[ so this is how my sister practices? it sounded like a sarcastic sentence, but she asked me to read it with different emotions? ]

the bullet comments were all guessing.

then, xia bo he returned. on the way back, she transformed into a ‘god of poetry’. there are poems everywhere, and there are always beautiful things ... spring city was filled with flowers ... with a stick of incense in hand, it should not exist in the human world ... xiao han qing outside the green smoke ...”

after running vigorously and shouting into the mic, she actually calmed down and began her homework of reciting 300 poems.

back in the small house, she was as low-key and obedient as usual, as if she wasn’t the one reciting the poem line after line just now.

[ fuck! ] i’m in love with tang poems again, every line she recited was so beautiful! with this scenery and his sister’s beautiful side profile ... [ i love 300 tang poems! ]

[sister, if you’re my language teacher, i can guarantee that i’ll get full marks for my poems.]

[sigh, it’s so vivid when she reads it out i’m holding a stick of incense in my hand. oh, oh, oh, oh, i’m gone for the 193rd time again!]

[ didn’t any of you pay attention to how many sentences she recited? i’m in my third year of high school, but i don’t know as much as she does (233333). ]

k!!! [ the one in front, you’ve found a bright spot! ]

director lin sheng couldn’t help but send a letter to he wenhang, who was her best friend.

he wenhangs face was full of shock. he immediately stopped xia bo he from moving her spoon. someone told me that you memorized hundreds of ancient poems during your morning run just now. is it true?!

xu yuwei raised his eyes. i see.

zhen shasha, who was taking off her mask and revealing her small face that had returned to her peak, was ready to become the focus of the crowd.