Reborn Superstar 014 Actor's Insight

  Mei Yu sat behind Han Jiali, holding the handlebars with both hands, laughing forward and backward. Han Jiali panted and pedaled the bicycle, asking discontentedly: "You, you're laughing at what?"

  Mei Yu looked at herself and Han Jiali in their elegant ball gowns, paired with this creaky old rickshaw, and couldn't help but burst out laughing again. After a while, she stopped and joked: "So the Night Queen's carriage is actually this rickshaw?"

  Just in time to catch the uphill, Han Jiali happened to swing her foot from the front and stopped the car, looking at Mei Yu who jumped down from the back seat. She also burst out laughing: "What can you do? It's not far anyway, taking a taxi is too expensive, are you going to squeeze onto the bus in that outfit?"

  After finishing, Han Jiali puffed out her chest and proudly pushed the scooter, imitating a commercial actress, proclaiming: "This is the pumpkin brand super sports car that Cinderella rode in those years. Its unique two-wheeled design is environmentally friendly, doesn't waste gas, and can also help you maintain a good figure."

  She shrugged her shoulders and turned back to Meiyu, batting her eyelashes, "With such a beautiful girl waiting for you, what are you hesitating about?"

  Mei Yu was teased by her and couldn't help but laugh, Han Jiali is really a treasure, carefree all day long, bringing the mood of people around her to a high.

  After climbing the slope, Han Jiali got back on her bike and Mei Yu jumped up. The two of them chatted and laughed as they rode for another ten or so minutes until they reached a street lined with neon lights that flickered in the darkness. Passersby wandered like ghosts, drifting in and out of various bars.

  Han Jiali arrived at the largest bar in the middle of the street with ease, and the sign above the door had only one angel wearing a top, her wings were pitch black, and her feathers fell from behind her back, her jet-black hair hung down to her chest, just blocking out a patch of spring light, and set off her slender waist and delicate skin, making the temptation infinitely magnified.

  Han Jiali pulled out a mesmerized Mei Yu and smiled: "What, are you going to fall under the pomegranate skirt again?"

  Plum Rain nodded and looked up at the sign, explaining: "I think this photo is well-taken, the model's expression and movement are also very good. Look, her hands naturally hang down on both sides of her body, but with a slightly bent left leg, it gives people a sense of combat. Her body is obviously twisted, but her head is facing the camera directly, her eyes are deep and mysterious, the whole photo looks like a fallen angel fighting for freedom, even if she fails, she will never give up."

  Han Jiali raised her head, pondered for a moment, nodded and looked at Mei Yu with admiration, smiling: "You said it, it really seems like that's the case. No wonder every time I come here, I couldn't help but take a look at this signboard. It turns out it was like that."

  Mei Yu patted Han Jiali's shoulder and smiled: "If you can often ponder the difference between characters' different expressions and movements in front of the camera, you will also be able to see it."

  Han Jiali nodded thoughtfully and looked at Mei Yu again with a fresh perspective. At first, she thought Mei Yu was a delicate and classical beauty, like a clear spring that could be seen to the bottom at a glance. But the more they interacted, the more she felt that Mei Yu was unfathomable.

  Han Jiali pulled Mei Yu and looked at the people going in and out of the bar, urging: "Let's go, it's getting late, Qin Rong's performance time is almost here."

  Mei Yu followed quietly behind Han Jiali, she was also curious about Qin Rong's performance, looking at the pair of silver strappy sandals on her feet, Qin Rong should be a very strict and elegant English lady.

  Unlike the serenity outside the door, as soon as you enter, a surging wave of heat hits your face. The business route of Fallen Angel Bar is youth, hot blood, and passion. Its decoration perfectly interprets this point. The whole bar is an open large hall, and every corner of the bar is part of the dance pool.

  Guests, if tired, need only wave at the attendant to have cushions brought over and sit on the floor in a circle.

  The atmosphere in this bar is relaxed and very suitable for making friends, as there are no obstacles, basically when you sit down, you will always be next to strangers.

  Mei Yu liked the bar's environment as soon as she saw it, free and easy, very relaxing. She was almost certain that she would become a regular customer of this bar in the future, coming here to relax during the tense filming breaks.

  The bartender also saw through the operating strategy of this bar. In the hall, the waiters wore single-row roller skates and held trays in their hands, shuttling back and forth among customers like butterflies. The operator of the Fallen Bar was very clever, with all the waiters being over 1.8 meters tall, slender, wearing black suits, black trousers, bow ties, and white shirts, each with a elegant demeanor.

  The beauties who occasionally pulled the waiters to chat proved this point, and the handsome tactics of the bar owners were very effective. Where there are many beauties, more male customers will be attracted, which also fully explains why the bar is crowded with people.

  This is a whole street of bars, it's not easy to make business so prosperous.

  Han Jiali's emotions were high, pulling Mei Yu from the crowd to the front row. In the very front was a small stage, about five meters long and one meter wide, narrow enough for only one person to turn around.

  There is a hot girl performing pole dance on the stage now, her figure is explosive, wearing only a small cute top on the upper body and an ultra-short skirt that just covers her buttocks.

  Her slender arms grasped the steel pipe hanging from the ceiling, coiling and twirling around it, her body supple, movements seductive but not erotic.

  It's clear from her dance that she is a true dancer, and her purpose of dancing is to show off her own beauty, rather than to entice anyone.

  Han Jiali leaned in close to Mei Yu's ear and shouted loudly: "This is a steel pipe dance teacher, after she finishes performing you will find it very interesting."

  Mei Yu turned her face, clasped her hands together and stuck them to Han Jiali's face, shouting loudly: "Is it that many girls go to learn steel pipe dance from her, rather than handsome guys asking her out on a date?!"

  Judging from Han Jiali's stunned expression, Mei Yu determined that she had guessed correctly. She playfully stuck out her tongue and smiled as she continued to watch the performance with her arm around Han Jiali's.

  When the intense music subsided, the woman on the steel pipe stretched her body, with her legs entwined around the pipe, her long hair swung back, her body arched backward, and her arms spread wide, striking a pose.

  Plum rain applauded generously, the woman stood up straight, smiled and bowed, quickly ran down from the small stage, just arrived at the bottom of the stage, was immediately surrounded by a group of girls.

  Mei Yu and Han Jia Li exchanged a glance, smiled tacitly at each other.