Play Speak
Chapter 227: You are really a talent.
Wu Chen just turned around and looked at He Xinxin without making any move. He even had a habitual natural smile on his face.
āI was wrong, teacher, donāt hit meā¦ Oopsā¦ It hurtsā¦ donāt pinch meā¦ā He Xinxin said in a frightened tone. Her tone was trembling, as if she was really scared.
āTeacher, stopā¦ donāt hit my faceā¦ My hairā¦ hurtsā¦
āYouā¦ you pervert, you hit a little girlā¦ You hit meā¦ I want to tell my motherā¦ā
He Xinxin said directly as she āgot into the actā, as if she had really been beaten. At first, she felt pain and fear, her voice was trembling, and then she started crying with a sense of great fear.
She even dubbed the sound effect herself, clapping her hands together and making a āsnapā sound, as if Wu Chen had slapped her.
And when she finished speaking, her big, frightened eyes began to shed tears.
This acting could be said to be very professional!
In fact, from othersā perspectives, He Xinxinās acting skills were very rough. She had not received professional training, so roughness was normal, butā¦ she could make herself shed tears, which could be said to be a talent.
Not an acting talent, but a physical talent.
Some people were just able to shed tears at the drop of a hat without any training, but some people couldnāt even if they practiced.
There was no foreshadowing and no nonsense.
He Xinxin entered the studio, closed the door and started the performance directly, which would make people scared. If it were someone else, such as a famous painter in his forties or fifties, or a middle-aged teacher invited by the Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts, he would directly feel fear.
Because they would think that this kidās acting looked familiar!
They would be very panicked!
What the little girl said would usually be accepted as long as there were no flaws in it. From the perspective of testimony, it would be extremely lethal!
Even if the little girl is beaten without any actual harm, it would damage the reputation of the teacher who hit her.
This was a very troublesome thing!
Especially in terms of public opinion.
If it got too big, it could even have serious consequences!
In the Internet age, when public opinion could easily be swayed, it was very scary!
He Xinxin used this method to drive away her tutor last time.
They were really scared!
No one wanted to get into this kind of trouble.
Wu Chen was very calm. He Xinxin blocked the door and Wu Chen looked at her with a smile. Wu Chen seemed unmoved by whatever she said.
It was worth mentioning that He Xinxinās voice did not call He Shiqin, and He Shiqin could not hear the sounds in the studio. It was not because of the good sound insulation, but because He Xinxin did not use such a loud voice.
How could Wu Chen suddenly and inexplicably hit her?
He Xinxin was not a fool. Of course she understood this truth. Her mother would see through unreasonable things.
But He Xinxin acted.
It was performed just for Wu Chen.
In fact, she was trying to scare Wu Chen. She had done this before and successfully scared away the teacher who taught her how to paint. Not only did she scare them away, but she also made them angry because she was indeed so annoying!
She framed and intimidated others to drive them away!
āTeacher, I was wrong. Donāt hit me, donāt hit meā¦ I was wrongā¦ Ahā¦ I was wrongā¦ I wonāt tell my motherā¦ I wonāt say it anymoreā¦ Donāt hit meā¦ā
Itās really too much crap!
He Xinxinās acting was very realistic! Especially those tears that couldnāt stop falling, drop by drop. It could be said that everyone who saw it would feel distressed and would be angry with the tutor who beat her! Beating such a little girl was inhumane!
Wu Chen still looked at her calmly and kept smiling.
He Xinxinās one-man show was a bit unsustainable, because Wu Chen didnāt respond, so she acted like a fool.
He couldnāt seem to be scared?
There was sudden silence in the studio.
It was He Xinxin who was silent. Her face was full of tears, but there was no fear in her eyes. Instead, she looked angry and somewhat fierce.
āArenāt you afraid?ā He Xinxin asked Wu Chen.
āWhy should I be afraid?ā Wu Chen smiled, āYouāre so weird.ā
āBelieve it or not, Iāll call my mother right away. I think youāllā¦ā He Xinxin threatened.
āI didnāt hit you, you were just acting. If your mother is here, do you think she will believe that I hit you? Why would I hit you inexplicably?ā Wu Chen said as if He Xinxin was stupid.
āBecauseā¦ because I donāt respect you, you get angryā¦ā He Xinxin had already thought of the reason.
āThe thought is goodā¦ but you donāt even have any injuries. Isnāt that too fake?ā Wu Chen laughed again, āWhere did I hit you? Is it useful if you cry?ā
This was indeed a flaw.
The teacher who was scared away by He Xinxin before naturally knew that this was a flaw, but still didnāt want to get into trouble and was very angry!
After all, this kid could frame people up like this and scare people, so why should they teach?
After that, something might happen.
Therefore, as long as He Xinxin finished her performance, she could make the teacher angry.
It wouldnāt even reach this point.
āYouāā He Xinxin became even more angry. She raised her hand suddenly and hit the side of her chin. The snap was a little crisp.
She didnāt dare to hit herself hard, but she got childish, so she gave herself a blow. Although the blow was gentle, it left a little red mark.
It was estimated that it would take half an hour to disappear naturally.
āWow! Youāre so cruel, youāre beating yourself up.ā Wu Chenās tone was deliberately exaggerated, and he smiled at Xinxin.
āI do. Just wait, youāre doomed!ā He Xinxin said fiercely.
āWith you framing me like this, do you think your mother would believe it?ā Wu Chen asked her deliberately provocatively.
āOf course she will believe me. How can she believe you, an outsider?ā He Xinxin said, as if she felt it was not enough.
She actually rolled up her sleeves and pinched her arm.
āPinching yourself, you are really a talent.ā Wu Chen laughed again.
He Xinxin pinched her arm and it turned red. She didnāt listen to what Wu Chen said. She flicked the sleeve of her fat clothes, then pinched it herself. She pulled it with the other handā¦ ripping it!
She actually followed the sealing line of the sleeve and successfully tore it open a little, but she only tore it a little.
āTearing it up yourself, you are quite strong.ā Wu Chen still laughed at her.
āAre you really not afraid? Then Iāll shout!ā He Xinxin turned around and shouted.
āWait a minute!ā Wu Chen suddenly stopped.
He Xinxin, who opened her mouth, suddenly turned back, and her mood suddenly became a little proud. The little girl had her emotions written all over her face. She said, āYouāre not scared?ā
āCan you tell me why youāre hitting yourself again and again? What is the purpose of framing me by tearing off the sleeves of your clothes?ā Wu Chen said in a tone that he didnāt quite understand.
āJust go!ā He Xinxin said, āAs long as you leave and donāt become my teacher, I wonāt frame you. I donāt want to learn painting, and I still have to make up lessons during the summer vacation. If you leaveā¦ if you leave,how about pretending that nothing happened?ā
After He Xinxin finished speaking, she looked at Wu Chen triumphantly.
She thought it was done!
She even thought that if Teacher Wu could cooperate obediently, he would not teach him a lesson and just let him go, not bothering with her.
āNot so much.ā Wu Chen said, smiling again, āI donāt accept threats!ā
āYou -ā He Xinxin became anxious, āWait!ā
After saying that, she shouted, āMomāā
āWhatās wrong, Xinxin?ā He Shiqin shouted in response from the kitchen outside.
He Xinxin didnāt speak. As long as she didnāt speak, He Shiqin would come over to see the situation.
Sure enough, footsteps could be heard from the living room outside.
āXinxin? What are you calling?ā she asked as she came over.
Before He Xinxin could say anything, she looked at Wu Chen who was calmly taking out his phone with a āyouāre deadā look. Then, her expression changed drastically, her eyes widened, and she panicked.
Because Wu Chen, who took out his mobile phone, showed the screen side of the phone to He Xinxin and shook it with a smile.
The phone shows: Recordingā¦ 6 minutes and 39 secondsā¦ 40 secondsā¦ 41 secondsā¦ The numbers were changing. It was still recording!
At this length, the entire conversation between the two must have been recorded!
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