After my Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Until the end of the detectoscope, Xie Ning also stared at Sheng Song and his eyes, and completely desperate, there was a layer of face.

Xie Ning's meaning, he clearly.

Many directories are basically this eye when they have encountered an actor who is insecuring a burst.

There is even a director to create a script for actors.

In exchange to the art worker, it is to meet the eyes of Muse.

Create light, inspiration source.

Zhuang Yan said it is very uncomfortable.

Generally speaking, the audition is similar to that a small segment is almost.

But when Sheng Sheng is a person who is a new power.

When Sheng Sheng is full of performances, the applause is surrounded by it.

When Sheng Sheng, the play is fast, the play is also fast, the performance is over, and then the rage of the strand, hung on the face.

Xie Ning looked at the new odd, and he couldn't help but read the eyes.

He is full of inspiration in his mind, or there is too many people in the field. If you can't wait to immediately draw it back to the computer.

Everyone is very satisfied with Sheng Song's performance, only Zhuang Yan does not snort.

During the time, it is very windy and asked: "The meaning is ...?"

Zhuang Yan Shen Yu half: "I have to consider it again."

Everyone who covered the room came over and even Xie Ning also widened.

This is not satisfied, how high it is required.

Fortunately, Zhao Yang knows that he is a temper person, the eyes are also pick, directly pull his sleeve: "Which is not satisfied?"

Zhuang Yan slowly replied: "The skill is enough, but the feelings are insufficient, and it is not tasted by a few small movements."

He is not deliberately smoothing.

When Shengshi Song's performance is a typical methodistry, in the emotional and experience, definitely unable to reach the standard of Zhuang Yan in a short time.

Zhao Yang thinks that he is picking up, I can't help but turn over the white eye: "What is the feeling of feelings, waiting for the introduction, and it is estimated that it is almost the same."

Zhuang Yan thought, did not refute it.

Zhao Yang saw a play, and whispered his a few words, he said that he finally made him a place.

Wang Zincheng quietly wiped the sweat of the head, and killing him next to him and did not cooperate with Zhuang Yan.

No directors in China can be difficult to make this.

"I haven't seen enough?" When people scattered, I was solely located next to Xie Ning, and asked.

I don't know, Xie Ning is inexplicably deficient, and the voice is also : "Still, ok."

Zhuang Yan felt that he was full of vinegar bottles, and it was a sour, and it would smell it.

This is so handsome, is it more than him?

Xie Ning also grabbed his hand, see him, don't talk, I can't help but ask: "Is there a paper and a pen?"

He is afraid of inspiration, just want to find a piece of paper first and then say it.

Zhuang Yan did not move, look at him with good times, ejection eyebrows: "I really found my own Muse?"

Xie Ning blinked: "What Muse?"

Zhuang Yan to the door, lifted the Pakistan: "The one just walking, Sheng Song, you are not seeing him,"

Xie Ning looked at the door and looked at the gods of the gods, and he he later said: "You ... are jealous?"

Zhen Yan: "..."

Although this is true, I was said with Xie Ning, he was inexplicably discouraged.

Xie Ning did not laugh.

But such a Zhuang Yan also made him feel more realistic.

He couldn't help but poured his body, he was afraid that Zhuang Yanzhen was angry, and he hurriedly explained: "It's not what you think."

Zhuang Yanxia: "When you come in, you have been staring at him."

Xie Ning: "Normal people see the stars ... don't you look at both eyes?"

Zhuang Yan also complained: "You have always seen him when you look at the mirror."

Xie Ning didn't open your eyes: "When the test mirror, everyone is watching him."

Zhen Yan: "...... The test mirror is over, you are still watching him."

Xie Ning: "I am not."

Zhuang Yan looked at him, cold: "You have a sense of seeing him!"

Xie Ning is more confused: "... You take me to see the trial, isn't it to find inspiration?"

Zhen Yan: "..."

He was full of sigh into his stomach, and he could say it for a while.

Xie Ning couldn't help but laugh, buried his head into the neck neck.

Zhuang Yanxiang sucking: "You still laugh!"

Xie Ning kept laughing: "It's really not what you think ..."

Zhuang Yan stared at him for a while and asked: "What is that?"

Xie Ning said: "You know that I used to draw game original paintings."

Zhuang Yan gently "Well": "Know."

Xie Ning asked: "Do you know why I want to turn a film industry?"

Zhuang Yan silently for a few seconds, "why?"

"Because" monologue "." Xie Ning said not to open the head, the ear is inexplicable and red, "I am particularly fascinating" monologue "picture, and later I found a lot of movies, I really want to try to do film design. "

Zhuang Yan's lips moved: "You are ..."

Xie Ning didn't dare to look at him. He later said that it would not export, but it still said: "My source of inspiration has always been you, I will have inspiration today, I'm going to work, because it is a man in your movie. the Lord."

Zhuang Yanxin is a move, whispered: "Baby, you look at my eyes, then say it again."

Xie Ning was full of face and red, and he dared to see him halfway: "You are my muse."

Zhuang Yan Yu is stuffy, it is stunned by such a sentence.

He looked at Xie Ning half, sigh silently, heard: I am now planted in your hand.

After the disc is finished, Xie Ninghong climbed from the Zhuang Yan, asked: "Can I give me a paper and pen now?"

Zhuang Yan helpless: "Can I still say it?"

Xie Ning smiled again.

Give him a paper and pen, and Zhuang Yan looked at his heart and painted a draft, while fell into a meditation.

Xie Ning actually terrorism?

He repeatedly recalled the reaction of Xie Ning at the time, and I always feel that there is no right.

When the hand was inserted into the bag, I touched a piece of paper.

It was the paper written to him that day, and he wrote his contact information.

Zhuang Yan has long existed the phone, but somehow, this paper has never been lost.

He remembered that he took Yan Xi in the door of Qi Wenbin office.

At that time, Yanxi frowned, half-awaited: "What do you want to know?"

Zhuang Yancheng feels that there are many things in Yanxi, maybe it is for the protection of Xie Ning.

But it is undeniable that Zhuang Yan is very annoying.

So his tone is not very good: "They have been in this copy. About Xie Ning's condition, you never have anything to do."

Yanxi: "The season doctor did not tell you, it is natural that it is impossible to tell me."

Zhuang Yanchong took the Pakistan: "The season doctor also said that Xie Ning has also received psychotherapy before, and you will not know if you don't know."

Yanxi opening: "I didn't say it ..."

"The depression of the Schrödinger?" Zhuang Yan's eyebrows, "Do you think I will believe it now?"

Yanxi was got by his grab, and it was too difficult to take the forehead. It is really difficult to do this person. He does not have the past.

Zhuang Yan Lao god said in the ground: "I don't mind here and you will take one day."

Yan Xi silent halfway, asked: "Have you heard ... Have you emotional indifference?"

Zhuang Yanyi: "Emotion ... Cooling?"

He shook his head honestly: "I have never heard of it."

Yan Xi and him looked at it, don't open: "This is Xie Ning's last psychological counselor and he said."

......

[Emotional indifference]

Zhuang Yan really doesn't know what to do.

He later checked what is emotional indifference, online interpretation is:

[There is a lack of emotions, slow, no interest in people or things, no sense of responsibility, will not care about people, do not like to deal with people.

Even with your closest family, you can't build real, more deep emotional dependence.

Zhuang Yan always thinks where is wrong, but it can't come out.

He asked in his heart: Is Xie Ning like this?

The online information is not very clear. He turned over for a long time, in a whip of patients who did not know what the site was sent to the patients with emotional indifference.

What kind of experience is there in an emotional indifference?

Patient A: Nothing, others are praise, I am also good, , I don't do it for me, I don't want to respond.

Dinning to life, there is no experience in elderly, there is a lot of emotional fluctuations, and the heart is like a pool.

The loved ones passed away, the first feeling is not sad, but thinking "I am not crying at this time."

The family has a joy, the first feel is not happy, but I want "I am not laughing at this time."

So my cry and smile don't mean sad joy, just aware of the same processor, I feel how to do this time, so I should have a normal person.

Occasionally, it will be confused and fear, I feel that I am very terrible, but this feeling is also faint.

Patient B: It doesn't matter, don't care, refuse to move.

I don't like social, I don't want others to pay attention to me, and others will feel that I am very indifferent.

The most cold relatives, probably because the relationship is too close, I don't know how to respond to this feeling.

Patient C: The biggest trouble is the treatment of feelings.

Talking about a few love, but I only know that I have not given any feelings from my head to the end, I don't want to, but I am powerless.

Love object is like a toy, it feels very new, even if you break up, you will not feel sad.

When the lovers say love me, I can also return to a "I love you."

In fact, my heart is not fluctuated.

Zhuang Yanzhi closed the webpage without expression.

To be honest, he doesn't believe it.

......

Xie Ning still painted drafts in the gods.

Zhuang Yan took the paper group in the bag and took out the mobile phone without moving, and sent a text message to Qiwen.

[Sale doctor, hello, I am Zhuang Yan, convenient, can you take a time phone tonight?

After a few minutes, Quikin replied.

The author has to say: mistake.

So change the plot of this chapter and 40, and changed to the emotional indifference from Yanxi. Thank you for correcting.