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The atmosphere in the room is a bit strange.
Everyone was quietly exchanging their sights. The tacit understanding of "just after discussing gossip behind the back, the parties know nothing, and everyone present knows everything" is flowing slowly in the air, making the corners of people's mouths rise, but constantly Glancing at Lan Li from the corner of his sight, he secretly communicated with his eyes again.
The tacit and gloating between the eyebrows and eyes, the undercurrent surging.
In recent months, rumors about Lanli have been heated and heard, but the rumors are rumors after all. People are only willing to believe it if they have actually seen it with their own eyes and experienced it in person. Today, Lan Li put on a posture that is difficult to get close to, pretentious, and defiant, and people can't help but pick up the mentality of watching a good show: just see what medicine you sell in the gourd!
Not only in Hollywood, even in real life, people are happy to watch good shows. If you succeed, everything will stop; but if you fail, everyone will be impatient.
Unknowingly, everyone's eyes were focused on Lan Li, even actors such as Anna and Bryce, who inevitably brought some pickiness, scrutiny and making things difficult in their eyes. Vague, but sharp.
Seth could feel those eyes, but he didn't stop everyone, with his hands folded on his chest, he couldn't help but feel a little impetuous. Originally, he was overjoyed because of Lan Li's joining. The performance just now confirmed this, but now Lan Li's gesture of cooperation made him a little difficult to do. This is only the third day after the crew started. What should I do afterwards?
Deep down, Seth was also a little sitting on the sidelines.
Everyone else was watching, but Jonathan couldn't.
As a director, Jonathan hasn't had time to communicate with Lan Li. Why didn't the scene just now work? Where is it? Does the shooting method need to be changed? Are the performance rhythm and shooting location appropriate? What has changed after the adjustment? How should opposing actors arrange?
Jonathan had to confirm these details one by one. His gaze followed Lan Li and fell on his profile.
The tight back was slightly relaxed, and he was turning his head to move the shoulders of the neck and neck, and at the same time doing some strange stretching movements, his eyes fell on the script on the desktop in front of him, and he was reading every word, as if Nothing happened just now, and I was re-immersed in the preparations for the performance.
After adjusting his breathing, Jonathan stepped forward and said politely, "Lenly, sorry to interrupt you."
Lan Li temporarily stopped his movements and turned his head. Jonathan could clearly see the dark brown eyes, and his calmness was restored, calmly like a clear and translucent lake, and the glimmer of ice and snow was gradually melting on the edge of the lake. Flowing slowly. This is far from the violent, depressed, and angry just now, and it looks like two completely different people.
Jonathan cleared his throat and concealed his gaffe, "What is wrong with the performance just now? Does the shooting method need to be adjusted? Or the performance?"
Lan Li did not answer immediately, but he pondered for a moment, "There are some problems in the whole performance." This sentence made Jonathan obviously stunned, "Let’s do it again, take another shot, see how it works, let’s discuss it slowly. how do you feel?"
Lan Li can analyze the entire character in detail and explain it to Jonathan clearly. But this is not an easy task, and Jonathan is not the kind of style that strives for excellence in performance, and the communication between the two parties is bound to be not that simple. So, instead of spending your time here, it's better to show one side straight. After the contrast, everything becomes clear.
Different directors have different styles. Some directors like to keep the control in their hands, while others like to give actors more freedom and space.
Looking at Lan Li, who took the initiative to make arrangements, Jonathan did not feel offended. Although he still had a lot of doubts, he did not raise them after all. He nodded in affirmation, "Then do it again!"
Turning around, Jonathan saw everyone's expectant eyes-this was not a joyful expectation, but a faint expectation of gloating. Jonathan suddenly felt that Lan Li was a bit pitiful. He turned his head and looked at Lan Li’s shoulders. He found that Lan Li was not moved at all. He started reading the script again, which made him breathe out and walk away. Footsteps.
Jonathan called Andrew aside and confessed in a low voice, then clapped his hands to remind the staff present that he was ready to start shooting again.
Andrew was actually a little confused, because he was always in the room just now, and he heard everyone's comments clearly. Now starting to shoot again, his body movements and facial expressions are inevitably a little stiff, and he doesn't know how to face Lan Li.
Sitting down opposite Lan Li, Andrew raised his head cautiously and looked at the young man in front of him carefully. From the standpoint of an actor, the performance just now was really an extremely special experience. The rhythm of his performance was completely involved in Lan Li’s aura. The shock and despair of heartbreak made him unable to straighten up. Look at the other person's eyes.
In fact, after looking back, Andrew realized that his performance was not in place, because his avoidance of eyes was too obvious and very jerky, which did not match the doctor's setting. With the chance to come back again, Andrew couldn't be more happy naturally. However, he couldn't help but start to be curious, why did Lan Li call the performance just now "bad"?
Andrew opened his mouth and hesitated. He wanted to ask Lan Li if there was a problem with his performance just now, but he didn't know how to speak for a while. After hesitating, there was a voice in his ear, and the filming work was about to begin. Now, Lan Li started to pick up the script in his sight. Andrew can only temporarily retract his thoughts, straighten his back, and get ready for the performance.
Lan Li adjusted his sitting posture, allowing all emotions to settle, and the whole person was in a state of calmness, and then the corners of his mouth rose gently and gently.
This was just a normal day. He made a special trip to the hospital to inquire about the results of the previous examinations. He just had some waist pain and insomnia symptoms. Maybe the doctor could prescribe some prescription drugs to help sleep. But then he thought of Kyle. He knew that if he got the prescription, Kyle would definitely be happy, because he could get the prescription medicine in a fair manner.
He was very relaxed. He even wondered if he should go to the park in the afternoon to relax after the inspection, or go to the company of Rachel—his girlfriend—and surprise her.
The pamphlet in his hand was really interesting. For the first time he knew that medical illnesses had so many unintelligible vocabulary, and he felt that he had never learned English before, and he was still a person who relied on words for his living. From this perspective, are the medical school students better than the literature department? This is a bold assumption.
"Start shooting!" Jonathan's voice echoed in the room.
His gaze remained on the pamphlet in his hand, and the doctor came in. He politely stood up and greeted him, but the doctor did not intend to respond. He kept looking at his examination report, and then sat down. Gu Zidi took out the tape recorder and began to say a lot of weird words. If you don't understand, you still don't understand.
He couldn't help but tilted his gaze to the upper left corner, as if a dialog box could emerge from his head, "Does the doctor speak so profoundly? What should I do when a doctor is dating an ordinary person?"
Then he retracted his gaze, looked at the doctor seriously again, tried to listen for a while, but was still full of question marks, so his eyes turned to the upper right corner again, and the comic dialogue box appeared again, "He said that blood and urine tests are both Normal, then why is there such a long paragraph behind?"
The peripheral light of the line of sight fell on the doctor's chattering mouth, and the words began to disappear, leaving only a closed mouth. It seemed that some saliva sprayed in the air, and suddenly it was a bit embarrassing. Because he didn't know what was going on, he didn't know what the doctor was doing, could it be that he remembered the time wrong? The doctor is in a private office now?
"Uh..." There was a low voice in his throat, and he raised his right hand tentatively, trying to attract the doctor's attention, but unfortunately he failed. He could not help pursing the corner of his mouth~www.novelhall.com~body Leaning forward slightly, shaking his right hand, cautiously lowered his head and aimed at the doctor's sight. at last! The doctor noticed him.
The doctor paused the recording, and the question in his mind blurted out, "I want to ask, what brand of recorder is it?" But the words came out, and he realized that he had made a mistake. He could not help but brake suddenly, and his expression became a little embarrassed. , His gaze quietly left the doctor, circled slowly, waiting for the embarrassing air to dissipate, then lowered his head and cleared his throat, as the result of the topic just now.
"Sorry, I didn't understand too much." He asked curiously, with a polite smile on his face, apologizing for the recklessness just now, "Is there a problem with my body?"
Andrew raised his eyes, glanced at him, and then saw a smile of greeting flash across the other's eyes, polite and sincere, and with a hint of curiosity, as if a new born person was exploring this new world. This caused Andrew to drop his gaze, let out a light breath, then raised his head again, shifted the computer screen, and explained it again.
Out of his sight, Andrew saw the smile at the corner of his mouth rise again, his eyebrows moved slightly closer to the middle, with some doubts and temptations, "I'm really sorry." He felt a little absurd, and smiled self-deprecatingly." I still don’t understand..."
Andrew felt a little intolerant and cruel. He lowered his head and said quickly, "It's a malignant tumor." This is the conclusion. There is no too much medical term modification and no complicated medical principle explanation. Simply put, it is a malignant tumor.
Then Andrew saw the smile from the depths of those dark brown eyes, feeling a little absurd, a little funny, a little speechless, and even his entire face became gentle, as if he heard a joke, "Tumor?"
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The atmosphere in the room is a bit strange.
Everyone was quietly exchanging their sights. The tacit understanding of "just after discussing gossip behind the back, the parties know nothing, and everyone present knows everything" is flowing slowly in the air, making the corners of people's mouths rise, but constantly Glancing at Lan Li from the corner of his sight, he secretly communicated with his eyes again.
The tacit and gloating between the eyebrows and eyes, the undercurrent surging.
In recent months, rumors about Lanli have been heated and heard, but the rumors are rumors after all. People are only willing to believe it if they have actually seen it with their own eyes and experienced it in person. Today, Lan Li put on a posture that is difficult to get close to, pretentious, and defiant, and people can't help but pick up the mentality of watching a good show: just see what medicine you sell in the gourd!
Not only in Hollywood, even in real life, people are happy to watch good shows. If you succeed, everything will stop; but if you fail, everyone will be impatient.
Unknowingly, everyone's eyes were focused on Lan Li, even actors such as Anna and Bryce, who inevitably brought some pickiness, scrutiny and making things difficult in their eyes. Vague, but sharp.
Seth could feel those eyes, but he didn't stop everyone, with his hands folded on his chest, he couldn't help but feel a little impetuous. Originally, he was overjoyed because of Lan Li's joining. The performance just now confirmed this, but now Lan Li's gesture of cooperation made him a little difficult to do. This is only the third day after the crew started. What should I do afterwards?
Deep down, Seth was also a little sitting on the sidelines.
Everyone else was watching, but Jonathan couldn't.
As a director, Jonathan hasn't had time to communicate with Lan Li. Why didn't the scene just now work? Where is it? Does the shooting method need to be changed? Are the performance rhythm and shooting location appropriate? What has changed after the adjustment? How should opposing actors arrange?
Jonathan had to confirm these details one by one. His gaze followed Lan Li and fell on his profile.
The tight back was slightly relaxed, and he was turning his head to move the shoulders of the neck and neck, and at the same time doing some strange stretching movements, his eyes fell on the script on the desktop in front of him, and he was reading every word, as if Nothing happened just now, and I was re-immersed in the preparations for the performance.
After adjusting his breathing, Jonathan stepped forward and said politely, "Lenly, sorry to interrupt you."
Lan Li temporarily stopped his movements and turned his head. Jonathan could clearly see the dark brown eyes, and his calmness was restored, calmly like a clear and translucent lake, and the glimmer of ice and snow was gradually melting on the edge of the lake. Flowing slowly. This is far from the violent, depressed, and angry just now, and it looks like two completely different people.
Jonathan cleared his throat and concealed his gaffe, "What is wrong with the performance just now? Does the shooting method need to be adjusted? Or the performance?"
Lan Li did not answer immediately, but he pondered for a moment, "There are some problems in the whole performance." This sentence made Jonathan obviously stunned, "Let’s do it again, take another shot, see how it works, let’s discuss it slowly. how do you feel?"
Lan Li can analyze the entire character in detail and explain it to Jonathan clearly. But this is not an easy task, and Jonathan is not the kind of style that strives for excellence in performance, and the communication between the two parties is bound to be not that simple. So, instead of spending your time here, it's better to show one side straight. After the contrast, everything becomes clear.
Different directors have different styles. Some directors like to keep the control in their hands, while others like to give actors more freedom and space.
Looking at Lan Li, who took the initiative to make arrangements, Jonathan did not feel offended. Although he still had a lot of doubts, he did not raise them after all. He nodded in affirmation, "Then do it again!"
Turning around, Jonathan saw everyone's expectant eyes-this was not a joyful expectation, but a faint expectation of gloating. Jonathan suddenly felt that Lan Li was a bit pitiful. He turned his head and looked at Lan Li’s shoulders. He found that Lan Li was not moved at all. He started reading the script again, which made him breathe out and walk away. Footsteps.
Jonathan called Andrew aside and confessed in a low voice, then clapped his hands to remind the staff present that he was ready to start shooting again.
Andrew was actually a little confused, because he was always in the room just now, and he heard everyone's comments clearly. Now starting to shoot again, his body movements and facial expressions are inevitably a little stiff, and he doesn't know how to face Lan Li.
Sitting down opposite Lan Li, Andrew raised his head cautiously and looked at the young man in front of him carefully. From the standpoint of an actor, the performance just now was really an extremely special experience. The rhythm of his performance was completely involved in Lan Li’s aura. The shock and despair of heartbreak made him unable to straighten up. Look at the other person's eyes.
In fact, after looking back, Andrew realized that his performance was not in place, because his avoidance of eyes was too obvious and very jerky, which did not match the doctor's setting. With the chance to come back again, Andrew couldn't be more happy naturally. However, he couldn't help but start to be curious, why did Lan Li call the performance just now "bad"?
Andrew opened his mouth and hesitated. He wanted to ask Lan Li if there was a problem with his performance just now, but he didn't know how to speak for a while. After hesitating, there was a voice in his ear, and the filming work was about to begin. Now, Lan Li started to pick up the script in his sight. Andrew can only temporarily retract his thoughts, straighten his back, and get ready for the performance.
Lan Li adjusted his sitting posture, allowing all emotions to settle, and the whole person was in a state of calmness, and then the corners of his mouth rose gently and gently.
This was just a normal day. He made a special trip to the hospital to inquire about the results of the previous examinations. He just had some waist pain and insomnia symptoms. Maybe the doctor could prescribe some prescription drugs to help sleep. But then he thought of Kyle. He knew that if he got the prescription, Kyle would definitely be happy, because he could get the prescription medicine in a fair manner.
He was very relaxed. He even wondered if he should go to the park in the afternoon to relax after the inspection, or go to the company of Rachel—his girlfriend—and surprise her.
The pamphlet in his hand was really interesting. For the first time he knew that medical illnesses had so many unintelligible vocabulary, and he felt that he had never learned English before, and he was still a person who relied on words for his living. From this perspective, are the medical school students better than the literature department? This is a bold assumption.
"Start shooting!" Jonathan's voice echoed in the room.
His gaze remained on the pamphlet in his hand, and the doctor came in. He politely stood up and greeted him, but the doctor did not intend to respond. He kept looking at his examination report, and then sat down. Gu Zidi took out the tape recorder and began to say a lot of weird words. If you don't understand, you still don't understand.
He couldn't help but tilted his gaze to the upper left corner, as if a dialog box could emerge from his head, "Does the doctor speak so profoundly? What should I do when a doctor is dating an ordinary person?"
Then he retracted his gaze, looked at the doctor seriously again, tried to listen for a while, but was still full of question marks, so his eyes turned to the upper right corner again, and the comic dialogue box appeared again, "He said that blood and urine tests are both Normal, then why is there such a long paragraph behind?"
The peripheral light of the line of sight fell on the doctor's chattering mouth, and the words began to disappear, leaving only a closed mouth. It seemed that some saliva sprayed in the air, and suddenly it was a bit embarrassing. Because he didn't know what was going on, he didn't know what the doctor was doing, could it be that he remembered the time wrong? The doctor is in a private office now?
"Uh..." There was a low voice in his throat, and he raised his right hand tentatively, trying to attract the doctor's attention, but unfortunately he failed. He could not help pursing the corner of his mouth~www.novelhall.com~body Leaning forward slightly, shaking his right hand, cautiously lowered his head and aimed at the doctor's sight. at last! The doctor noticed him.
The doctor paused the recording, and the question in his mind blurted out, "I want to ask, what brand of recorder is it?" But the words came out, and he realized that he had made a mistake. He could not help but brake suddenly, and his expression became a little embarrassed. , His gaze quietly left the doctor, circled slowly, waiting for the embarrassing air to dissipate, then lowered his head and cleared his throat, as the result of the topic just now.
"Sorry, I didn't understand too much." He asked curiously, with a polite smile on his face, apologizing for the recklessness just now, "Is there a problem with my body?"
Andrew raised his eyes, glanced at him, and then saw a smile of greeting flash across the other's eyes, polite and sincere, and with a hint of curiosity, as if a new born person was exploring this new world. This caused Andrew to drop his gaze, let out a light breath, then raised his head again, shifted the computer screen, and explained it again.
Out of his sight, Andrew saw the smile at the corner of his mouth rise again, his eyebrows moved slightly closer to the middle, with some doubts and temptations, "I'm really sorry." He felt a little absurd, and smiled self-deprecatingly." I still don’t understand..."
Andrew felt a little intolerant and cruel. He lowered his head and said quickly, "It's a malignant tumor." This is the conclusion. There is no too much medical term modification and no complicated medical principle explanation. Simply put, it is a malignant tumor.
Then Andrew saw the smile from the depths of those dark brown eyes, feeling a little absurd, a little funny, a little speechless, and even his entire face became gentle, as if he heard a joke, "Tumor?"
The atmosphere in the room is a bit strange.Everyone was quietly exchanging their sights. The tacit understanding of "just after discussing gossip behind the back, the parties know nothing, and everyone present knows everything" is flowing slowly in the air, making the corners of people's mouths rise, but constantly Glancing at Lan Li from the corner of his sight, he secretly communicated with his eyes again.The tacit and gloating between the eyebrows and eyes, the undercurrent surging.In recent months, rumors about Lanli have been heated and heard, but the rumors are rumors after all. People are only willing to believe it if they have actually seen it with their own eyes and experienced it in person. Today, Lan Li put on a posture that is difficult to get close to, pretentious, and defiant, and people can't help but pick up the mentality of watching a good show: just see what medicine you sell in the gourd!Not only in Hollywood, even in real life, people are happy to watch good shows. If you succeed, everything will stop; but if you fail, everyone will be impatient.Unknowingly, everyone's eyes were focused on Lan Li, even actors such as Anna and Bryce, who inevitably brought some pickiness, scrutiny and making things difficult in their eyes. Vague, but sharp.Seth could feel those eyes, but he didn't stop everyone, with his hands folded on his chest, he couldn't help but feel a little impetuous. Originally, he was overjoyed because of Lan Li's joining. The performance just now confirmed this, but now Lan Li's gesture of cooperation made him a little difficult to do. This is only the third day after the crew started. What should I do afterwards?Deep down, Seth was also a little sitting on the sidelines.Everyone else was watching, but Jonathan couldn't.As a director, Jonathan hasn't had time to communicate with Lan Li. Why didn't the scene just now work? Where is it? Does the shooting method need to be changed? Are the performance rhythm and shooting location appropriate? What has changed after the adjustment? How should opposing actors arrange?Jonathan had to confirm these details one by one. His gaze followed Lan Li and fell on his profile.The tight back was slightly relaxed, and he was turning his head to move the shoulders of the neck and neck, and at the same time doing some strange stretching movements, his eyes fell on the script on the desktop in front of him, and he was reading every word, as if Nothing happened just now, and I was re-immersed in the preparations for the performance.After adjusting his breathing, Jonathan stepped forward and said politely, "Lenly, sorry to interrupt you."Lan Li temporarily stopped his movements and turned his head. Jonathan could clearly see the dark brown eyes, and his calmness was restored, calmly like a clear and translucent lake, and the glimmer of ice and snow was gradually melting on the edge of the lake. Flowing slowly. This is far from the violent, depressed, and angry just now, and it looks like two completely different people.Jonathan cleared his throat and concealed his gaffe, "What is wrong with the performance just now? Does the shooting method need to be adjusted? Or the performance?"Lan Li did not answer immediately, but he pondered for a moment, "There are some problems in the whole performance." This sentence made Jonathan obviously stunned, "Let's do it again, take another shot, see how it works, let's discuss it slowly. how do you feel?"Lan Li can analyze the entire character in detail and explain it to Jonathan clearly. But this is not an easy task, and Jonathan is not the kind of style that strives for excellence in performance, and the communication between the two parties is bound to be not that simple. So, instead of spending your time here, it's better to show one side straight. After the contrast, everything becomes clear.Different directors have different styles. Some directors like to keep the control in their hands, while others like to give actors more freedom and space.Looking at Lan Li, who took the initiative to make arrangements, Jonathan did not feel offended. Although he still had a lot of doubts, he did not raise them after all. He nodded in affirmation, "Then do it again!"Turning around, Jonathan saw everyone's expectant eyes-this was not a joyful expectation, but a faint expectation of gloating. Jonathan suddenly felt that Lan Li was a bit pitiful. He turned his head and looked at Lan Li's shoulders. He found that Lan Li was not moved at all. He started reading the script again, which made him breathe out and walk away. Footsteps.Jonathan called Andrew aside and confessed in a low voice, then clapped his hands to remind the staff present that he was ready to start shooting again.Andrew was actually a little confused, because he was always in the room just now, and he heard everyone's comments clearly. Now starting to shoot again, his body movements and facial expressions are inevitably a little stiff, and he doesn't know how to face Lan Li.Sitting down opposite Lan Li, Andrew raised his head cautiously and looked at the young man in front of him carefully. From the standpoint of an actor, the performance just now was really an extremely special experience. The rhythm of his performance was completely involved in Lan Li's aura. The shock and despair of heartbreak made him unable to straighten up. Look at the other person's eyes.In fact, after looking back, Andrew realized that his performance was not in place, because his avoidance of eyes was too obvious and very jerky, which did not match the doctor's setting. With the chance to come back again, Andrew couldn't be more happy naturally. However, he couldn't help but start to be curious, why did Lan Li call the performance just now "bad"?Andrew opened his mouth and hesitated. He wanted to ask Lan Li if there was a problem with his performance just now, but he didn't know how to speak for a while. After hesitating, there was a voice in his ear, and the filming work was about to begin. Now, Lan Li started to pick up the script in his sight. Andrew can only temporarily retract his thoughts, straighten his back, and get ready for the performance.Lan Li adjusted his sitting posture, allowing all emotions to settle, and the whole person was in a state of calmness, and then the corners of his mouth rose gently and gently.This was just a normal day. He made a special trip to the hospital to inquire about the results of the previous examinations. He just had some waist pain and insomnia symptoms. Maybe the doctor could prescribe some prescription drugs to help sleep. But then he thought of Kyle. He knew that if he got the prescription, Kyle would definitely be happy, because he could get the prescription medicine in a fair manner.He was very relaxed. He even wondered if he should go to the park in the afternoon to relax after the inspection, or go to the company of Rachelhis girlfriendand surprise her.The pamphlet in his hand was really interesting. For the first time he knew that medical illnesses had so many unintelligible vocabulary, and he felt that he had never learned English before, and he was still a person who relied on words for his living. From this perspective, are the medical school students better than the literature department? This is a bold assumption."Start shooting!" Jonathan's voice echoed in the room.His gaze remained on the pamphlet in his hand, and the doctor came in. He politely stood up and greeted him, but the doctor did not intend to respond. He kept looking at his examination report, and then sat down. Gu Zidi took out the tape recorder and began to say a lot of weird words. If you don't understand, you still don't understand.He couldn't help but tilted his gaze to the upper left corner, as if a dialog box could emerge from his head, "Does the doctor speak so profoundly? What should I do when a doctor is dating an ordinary person?"Then he retracted his gaze, looked at the doctor seriously again, tried to listen for a while, but was still full of question marks, so his eyes turned to the upper right corner again, and the comic dialogue box appeared again, "He said that blood and urine tests are both Normal, then why is there such a long paragraph behind?"The peripheral light of the line of sight fell on the doctor's chattering mouth, and the words began to disappear, leaving only a closed mouth. It seemed that some saliva sprayed in the air, and suddenly it was a bit embarrassing. Because he didn't know what was going on, he didn't know what the doctor was doing, could it be that he remembered the time wrong? The doctor is in a private office now?"Uh..." There was a low voice in his throat, and he raised his right hand tentatively, trying to attract the doctor's attention, but unfortunately he failed. He could not help pursing the corner of his mouth~www.novelhall.com~body Leaning forward slightly, shaking his right hand, cautiously lowered his head and aimed at the doctor's sight. at last! The doctor noticed him.The doctor paused the recording, and the question in his mind blurted out, "I want to ask, what brand of recorder is it?" But the words came out, and he realized that he had made a mistake. He could not help but brake suddenly, and his expression became a little embarrassed. , His gaze quietly left the doctor, circled slowly, waiting for the embarrassing air to dissipate, then lowered his head and cleared his throat, as the result of the topic just now."Sorry, I didn't understand too much." He asked curiously, with a polite smile on his face, apologizing for the recklessness just now, "Is there a problem with my body?"Andrew raised his eyes, glanced at him, and then saw a smile of greeting flash across the other's eyes, polite and sincere, and with a hint of curiosity, as if a new born person was exploring this new world. This caused Andrew to drop his gaze, let out a light breath, then raised his head again, shifted the computer screen, and explained it again.Out of his sight, Andrew saw the smile at the corner of his mouth rise again, his eyebrows moved slightly closer to the middle, with some doubts and temptations, "I'm really sorry." He felt a little absurd, and smiled self-deprecatingly." I still don't understand..."Andrew felt a little intolerant and cruel. He lowered his head and said quickly, "It's a malignant tumor." This is the conclusion. There is no too much medical term modification and no complicated medical principle explanation. Simply put, it is a malignant tumor.Then Andrew saw the smile from the depths of those dark brown eyes, feeling a little absurd, a little funny, a little speechless, and even his entire face became gentle, as if he heard a joke, "Tumor?"
