Chapter 4 4. She was still young in those years

Chapter 4 4. She was still young in those years

The expression on Lin Yifei's face was not fake. She was really embarrassed. She was really embarrassed.

When she sat next to Nie Wei, the girl's face was almost puffed up like a bun, and her eyes were a little straight. It was not that she wanted to pretend to be cool, but her mind was empty and she didn't know how to start.

Like novels?

Stop it. If it weren't for what this guy said just now, I wouldn't even know who Zhang Henshui was.

You have to know that I am a 14-year-old girl. Although I am a little precocious, I am not mature enough to deeply experience the sorrow of lovesickness and separation. I am still innocent and naive. How could I like novels like Mandarin Duck and Butterfly School, which are about emotional entanglements?

Even the type of Mandarin Duck and Butterfly School was only understood a little bit by listening to him just now.

But the enthusiasm of her mother made the girl completely unprepared. It was all because of this guy in front of her. Why did he perform so well? If he was as "ignorant" as me, there would be no such thing.

Thinking of this, the girl looked at Nie Wei with a little "unkindness" involuntarily.

Facing the girl's gaze, Liu Yifei's little thoughts could not be hidden from Nie Wei's eyes. Knowing the changes in people's hearts, he could roughly guess the girl's mental journey in this short moment. What words should be used to describe it?

When this idea came to his mind, he almost thought of the idiom "riding a tiger and being difficult to get off" at the same time.

Looking at the tangled expression on the girl's face, Nie Wei, who was secretly laughing, couldn't help but give a thumbs up for the precise positioning he found for the girl.

Fortunately, this "bad taste" only flashed through Nie Wei's mind. After all, as one of the parties involved, if he let the fairy sister in front of him be embarrassed, he knew that he would not be much better.

Dealing with this kind of scene is actually very simple for Nie Wei.

"Auntie, does Sister Xixi also like to perform?" In order to avoid embarrassment and change the subject, Nie Wei did not communicate with Lin Yifei, but asked Lin Xiaoli on the side.

This sentence really touched Lin Xiaoli's heart, making her forget the matter she asked her daughter to ask for advice just now.

"Young man, how did you tell that? Our Xixi has been fond of literary and artistic things since she was a child, dancing and singing, and has always been the backbone of the class. Now that she has grown up, she has gradually become interested in the acting industry. This time she returned to China to develop well in China. What do you think, is she suitable?" Lin Xiaoli seemed to be asking Nie Wei for his opinion, but the pride in her words was more like showing off her daughter.

But don't say it, Lin Xiaoli's words are indeed full of confidence.

You should know that the success of an actor often requires three aspects, that is, appearance, character and talent.

Among them, character and talent can be cultivated after birth, but appearance must rely on God's gift.

The definition of this appearance does not only refer to beauty or ugliness, but also to memory. No matter how beautiful a person is, it is useless if the face is not memorable. Just like those people in the future Korean beauty Lianliankan, who can make a name for themselves in the circle?

Lin Yifei's appearance and figure are undoubtedly unique. She is born with a different aura from others, which is very beneficial for her development in the entertainment industry in the future.

Thinking about the girl's acting career in the next fifteen years, Nie Wei pondered for a moment, and then answered very seriously: "Sister Xixi's external conditions are really excellent. Whether it is her appearance or height, I felt that she was born to be a star when I saw her for the first time. By the way, I wonder if she has any idea of ​​applying to the Kyoto Film Academy? I think she is still young. If she can go to a professional acting school, it will be of great help to her."

Listening to the first half of the words, Lin Xiaoli's face was full of pride. This is what she wanted to hear. Whenever someone praised her daughter for her excellence, the mother would smile and bend her eyes without getting tired of it, and then say a few humble words.

But as Nie Wei said the second half of the words, the smile of this beautiful woman gradually subsided, and those "modest" words that had been prepared long ago were thrown behind her mind. Instead, she looked thoughtful, obviously thinking seriously about Nie Wei's words.

As for Lin Yifei, who was standing by, she felt a little happy when Nie Wei praised her, but she was a little dissatisfied with Nie Wei's affectionate address to her as "Xixi". She was a little rebellious in her heart, complaining that Nie Wei was not familiar with her but pretended to be familiar with her. However, when she heard Nie Wei mention the Film and Performance Academy, she couldn't help her curiosity.

"Is the school easy to get into?" A somewhat quiet voice sounded in his ears. Nie Wei turned around and saw that it was Lin Yifei who was quietly asking him.

"The admission score of art schools has always been low. The difficulty lies in the professional exams, but I don't think it's a big problem."

"But I haven't been to high school in China, can I also take the college entrance examination?"

"Yes, the school has some special recruitment quotas every year, but you still have to ask the school about how to do it." At this point, Nie Wei suddenly remembered that in the future Lin Yifei's information, this girl entered the school through special recruitment.

And if nothing unexpected happens, maybe the two of them will become classmates at the Kyoto Film and Television Academy, but she is an international student, while he is a repeater, which seems not very glorious.

After asking these two questions, Lin Yifei turned her head to the side, obviously not planning to continue chatting with Nie Wei. Regarding the girl's "crossing the river and destroying the bridge", Nie Wei smiled and shrugged his shoulders, not caring at all.

Today's meal seemed to be a gathering of friends, but in fact Nie Wei knew very well that letting the director take a look was just a formality.

In fact, from the presence of Lin Yifei's godfather Cheng Jinfei and Zhou Aiguo, he understood the purpose of the director's visit today.

You know, there has always been a saying in the entertainment industry in the future that behind Hollywood stands Wall Street, so behind the Chinese entertainment industry stands the coal bosses and real estate developers.

Thinking of this, Nie Wei couldn't help but laugh, and looked at Zhou Aiguo who was pulling Cheng Jinfei to drink with Director Li. Obviously, this person has both identities.

Having said that, the saying in the entertainment industry is not without reason. In fact, the days of fighting alone in this circle have long been outdated. The intervention of more capital to share the risks of film and television investment is the right way, so there is today's scene.

Director Li needs investment, and the two big bosses want to promote people. The two sides hit it off, which is why there is such a formal banquet today.

Of course, if I don't agree to come, I'm afraid that Zhou Aiguo is already thinking about how to pretend to be drunk and faint, and run away.

Lin Yifei, who was beside him, seemed a little silent at the subsequent dinner, but she was originally a quiet person, so no one noticed anything for a while.

Lin Xiaoli, who had come to her senses, was obviously moved by what she had just said. After learning that Nie Wei was a student of Kyoto Film Academy during the banquet, she kept asking him questions. It was obvious that this lady had made up her mind.

It was not until the end of the dinner that Lin Xiaoli reluctantly let Nie Wei go.

The purpose of the dinner had basically been achieved. A group of people said goodbye to each other with satisfactory answers. Nie Wei naturally left the hotel with Zhou Aiguo.

"Xiaowei, let me take you home. It's quite late this time. It's not safe to take a taxi." At the door of the hotel, Zhou Aiguo asked Nie Wei with a red face and a breath of alcohol. It was not because he was shy, but because he was drunk.

"Okay." Nie Wei nodded obediently, as if he was listening to Zhou Aiguo's arrangements.

Seeing Nie Wei's look, Zhou Aiguo immediately grinned, but Nie Wei's words afterwards made him open his eyes wide instantly.