"Who of you has the sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle?" Li Xiaole rubbed his hands and asked them contemptuously. In the past life of swimming and hunting, the old hunters had a pair of sharp eyes as sharp as a knife and a cold light, but with the changes of times, the indigenous people no longer had such eyes.

"I have~!" Mo Wei said in a loud voice, turning his head to point at his companion next to him: "Everyone here has it!"

As they said that, everyone widened their eyes and looked at Li Xiaole very fiercely, jokingly! But in order to do this eye training, they stared at a burning candle flame for two hours every day. It has been half a month since they were the oldest among them. Zeng Qiusheng, who played Lu Dao's father, smiled faintly and did not express his opinion. Li Xiaole nodded in his heart. This 52-year-old uncle is a good man. He has never gotten angry once with a group of young people with hot tempers. He is the only one here.

"Since you are so confident, let's try it." Li Xiaole pouted and pulled Lan Xin over: "You stand here."

"Why? I won't play a hunter?" Lan Xin protested with a frown slightly, and this big liar instructed her to do that again!

"Don't worry, you don't have to do anything. Just look at his eyes if anyone stands in front of you." Li Xiaole pressed her shoulder and told her not to move, fixed the position of her face. Today, let her follow her as a prop.

Lan Xin felt Li Xiaole's hand touching her face, but she disagreed. Her eyes were filled with the straightforwardness and heroic spirit of the natives, and she pouted and asked, "That's it? What big thing do I think~"

"Okay, Mo Wei, come here and try it. Stare at Lan Xin with your eagle-like eyes. It's enough for 30 seconds. If you can stare at 30 seconds, you don't have to continue training, just wait for the shooting." Li Xiaole waved to Mo Wei.

"Just this? Can it be a bit difficult?" Mo Wei said disapprovingly. He stared at the candle for two hours now without any problem. It would be a big deal to stare at the candle.

"Mo Wei, be more determined, don't underestimate you!" Lan Xin looked at Mo Wei with affection and encouragement.

Mo Wei thrust his chest, and as soon as he went up, he stared at Lan Xin tightly, as if he was about to swallow her alive. But within a few seconds, he looked at Lan Xin's affectionate eyes, his face was tenderer than snow, and his whiteness was red. His slightly open and moist lips seemed to exude a passionate and unrestrained breath. His heart couldn't help but jump, and the aura immediately became weak and his eyes fell down unconsciously.

"8 seconds..." Li Xiaole looked at the real-timer of the phone and shook his head in disappointment.

"Mo Wei, why are you so useless? Is it so difficult to look at me at first sight? Lift your head~" Lan Xin couldn't help but feel angry and shouted in that beautiful voice. When Mo Wei heard this, he felt more and more depressed. He just glanced at Li Xiaole with his eyes, retreated, and muttered: "I feel uncomfortable today..."

"I'll try it~" Mo Wei went there, and You Daqing, who played the young man Mona Ludao next to him, volunteered to walk up.

"You Daqing, just look at me and don't move." This time Lan Xin was afraid of scaring this person, and her tone became much gentler, but her expression was unconsciously filled with a strong sense of charm. As soon as You Daqing went up, she didn't even stand firmly, and immediately turned red, lowered her head immediately, and was stunned, cursing: "Damn..." She stepped down in shame.

"I'll do it~" Tian Jun, a fifteen-year-old, smiled and looked at Lan Xin with a fun attitude, and immediately became fainted by the charming Lan Xindian...

The people below didn't understand what was going on. They went up one by one, but almost all of them were defeated in ten seconds, just like Mo Wei, You Daqing and Tian Jun. Only the oldest Zeng Qiusheng persisted for 30 seconds.

How is this possible? They have all undergone rigorous training, how can a woman not be able to see her eyes? What exactly happened? Everyone feels unwilling to accept it.

"Why? I'll try again." Mo Wei gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. Seeing Li Xiaole nodded, he walked up to Lan Xin. As a result, before he got closer, he looked at Lan Xin's affectionate and tender eyes. His face immediately turned red, and his steps stopped, shook his head, and walked back.

"Are you all the Seidks? Why can't you even do this little thing~" Lan Xin was also amused and could only shake her head and express her incomprehension. She herself didn't know how much lethal her naturally passionate and hot face was to young men.

"Don't blame them? Do you know why?" Li Xiaole laughed in her ear.

"Why?" Lan Xin stared at Li Xiaole with wide eyes and curiously.

Li Xiaole couldn't help laughing in her heart when she saw her like this. After so many days, this enthusiastic and unrestrained female translator has been stern every day, as if she was killing her father's enemy. Today, she is talking to herself.

"Because they all like you." Li Xiaole said with a smile.

"What?" Lan Xin's apricot's eyes flashed with joy, and she turned her head and looked at the young men in the natives casually: "Do you all like me~?" The group of people blushed, and only Mo Wei held on and shouted: "Who... who likes you! Don't be so accomplice!"

"If you like me, just say it out. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Why do you do such a uncomfortable expression? Do you think you shouldn't like me? Am I not worthy of your liking?" Lan Xin swept across everyone with a pair of pretty eyes, and her straightforward tone made everyone feel a little unbearable.

Li Xiaole was also amused and crying. This Sedek flower is too enthusiastic and straightforward. How could she say this in person? In fact, it is normal for young men to admire such a beauties as Lan Xin. The key to their not daring to look at Lan Xin is not only their simple mood, but more importantly, they are afraid that their little thoughts will be known and will be ridiculed and hurt. Not only Lan Xin himself, but they can't stand the gossip of the people next to them, so they will never admit it. This is the key to them not daring to look at it.

To put it bluntly, before practicing your eyes, you must first train, that is, the trust between these actors and the director, and let them understand that in this crew, you must never hurt others, and others will never hurt you. You can cry and laugh here with confidence, express yourself, and let them feel at ease.

Next, if they need to truly feel trust, they must break all the rules and regulations in their hearts and discard the useless things in their hearts, and they must use more intense methods.

The real training has just begun, Li Xiaole just looked at them lightly and said:

"Now you know what state you are in. Next, I will evaluate your physical fitness scores..."

Mo Wei and the others were helpless. It seemed that the liar director was going to torture them again, and the physical test was taking... I'm afraid they were going to run around the circle again.

"My rule is very simple. You just need to fall or knock me down. No matter what method you can do, you can go up together. But if you can make me fall to the ground, then you will all pass, and there is no need to be training." Li Xiaole said calmly on his face.

What does it mean? A group of depressed man Seidk became excited when he heard it. Although he didn't understand where the young director was, look at Li Xiaole's thin arms and legs, which is more like falling down? Don't you look down on us?

"Director Li, you have to count your words~! Don't regret it~" "Director Li, you are doing mental labor, why don't we compare with others..." "Yes, if you hurt you, we can't afford this responsibility." A group of young men shouted in a good mood, and started joking with directors one by one.

Lan Xin stared anxiously from the side and said, "Whatever you say is nonsense? The director decides, what will you do~!" He tried his best to look at Mo Wei and the others, and Mo Wei nodded. Today, the liar director came to him. Torturing them like this every day is time to teach him some lessons.

"But I would like to remind you that because it is training physical fitness, I will attack you, and the attack will be a little heavy... I will be a little injured. You have to think clearly and start again if you want." Li Xiaole reminded with a kind look on his face.

"I'm willing, what's wrong with me? ~ Don't worry, director, we won't hurt you." The group of them smiled happily and tried to scare the young director.

Li Xiaole didn't say anything nonsense, turned around and locked the door, put the key in his pants pocket, then took out the remote control of the audio in the training room, and released a contagious sound of tribal war drums. Finally, he took off his coat and walked to the center of the venue.

A group of young Seidks laughed and clapped their hands together with the drum beats of music, and finally pushed the 15-year-old Tian Jun up. No one took Li Xiaole's words seriously. Tian Jun was walking to the center of the venue with an unhappy face, touching his head and muttering: "Director... I don't dare to throw you..."

Li Xiaole looked at him expressionlessly, without a trace of smile. Just as everyone was smiling and shouting, "Go to Tian Jun~", Li Xiaole suddenly moved. He jumped, but did not rush towards Tian Jun, but rushed to Mo Wei, who was holding his hands in his chest and looked disdainful.

Mo Wei didn't expect Li Xiaole to suddenly rush towards him. In amazement, he had already hit the nose with a muffled sound of Li Xiaole's punch. He screamed "ah" and fell on his back with blood all over his face...

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, looking at Li Xiaole in disbelief, and suddenly understood Li Xiaole's meaning: "I will attack you too, and it will be a bit heavy...", is this his... It's so despicable~!!!

"How can you do this?... This is a foul..." Before Lan Xin finished calling, Li Xiaole had no intention of stopping. She rushed over and kicked You Daqing in the stomach. You Daqing snorted miserably, and almost vomited bile...

Everyone looked at Li Xiaole again and found that his eyes were cold and there was no intention of joking at all. Then they realized that Li Xiaole's physical fitness test was not a fall... but a real fight from the flesh...

"Who of you has the sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle?" Li Xiaole rubbed his hands and asked them contemptuously. In the past life of swimming and hunting, the old hunters had a pair of sharp eyes as sharp as a knife and a cold light, but with the changes of times, the indigenous people no longer had such eyes.

"I have~!" Mo Wei said in a loud voice, turning his head to point at his companion next to him: "Everyone here has it!"

As they said that, everyone widened their eyes and looked at Li Xiaole very fiercely, jokingly! But in order to do this eye training, they stared at a burning candle flame for two hours every day. It has been half a month since they were the oldest among them. Zeng Qiusheng, who played Lu Dao's father, smiled faintly and did not express his opinion. Li Xiaole nodded in his heart. This 52-year-old uncle is a good man. He has never gotten angry once with a group of young people with hot tempers. He is the only one here.

"Since you are so confident, let's try it." Li Xiaole pouted and pulled Lan Xin over: "You stand here."

"Why? I won't play a hunter?" Lan Xin protested with a frown slightly, and this big liar instructed her to do that again!

"Don't worry, you don't have to do anything. Just look at his eyes if anyone stands in front of you." Li Xiaole pressed her shoulder and told her not to move, fixed the position of her face. Today, let her follow her as a prop.

Lan Xin felt Li Xiaole's hand touching her face, but she disagreed. Her eyes were filled with the straightforwardness and heroic spirit of the natives, and she pouted and asked, "That's it? What big thing do I think~"

"Okay, Mo Wei, come here and try it. Stare at Lan Xin with your eagle-like eyes. It's enough for 30 seconds. If you can stare at 30 seconds, you don't have to continue training, just wait for the shooting." Li Xiaole waved to Mo Wei.

"Just this? Can it be a bit difficult?" Mo Wei said disapprovingly. He stared at the candle for two hours now without any problem. It would be a big deal to stare at the candle.

"Mo Wei, be more determined, don't underestimate you!" Lan Xin looked at Mo Wei with affection and encouragement.

Mo Wei thrust his chest, and as soon as he went up, he stared at Lan Xin tightly, as if he was about to swallow her alive. But within a few seconds, he looked at Lan Xin's affectionate eyes, his face was tenderer than snow, and his whiteness was red. His slightly open and moist lips seemed to exude a passionate and unrestrained breath. His heart couldn't help but jump, and the aura immediately became weak and his eyes fell down unconsciously.

"8 seconds..." Li Xiaole looked at the real-timer of the phone and shook his head in disappointment.

"Mo Wei, why are you so useless? Is it so difficult to look at me at first sight? Lift your head~" Lan Xin couldn't help but feel angry and shouted in that beautiful voice. When Mo Wei heard this, he felt more and more depressed. He just glanced at Li Xiaole with his eyes, retreated, and muttered: "I feel uncomfortable today..."

"I'll try it~" Mo Wei went there, and You Daqing, who played the young man Mona Ludao next to him, volunteered to walk up.

"You Daqing, just look at me and don't move." This time Lan Xin was afraid of scaring this person, and her tone became much gentler, but her expression was unconsciously filled with a strong sense of charm. As soon as You Daqing went up, she didn't even stand firmly, and immediately turned red, lowered her head immediately, and was stunned, cursing: "Damn..." She stepped down in shame.

"I'll do it~" Tian Jun, a fifteen-year-old, smiled and looked at Lan Xin with a fun attitude, and immediately became fainted by the charming Lan Xindian...

The people below didn't understand what was going on. They went up one by one, but almost all of them were defeated in ten seconds, just like Mo Wei, You Daqing and Tian Jun. Only the oldest Zeng Qiusheng persisted for 30 seconds.

How is this possible? They have all undergone rigorous training, how can a woman not be able to see her eyes? What exactly happened? Everyone feels unwilling to accept it.

"Why? I'll try again." Mo Wei gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. Seeing Li Xiaole nodded, he walked up to Lan Xin. As a result, before he got closer, he looked at Lan Xin's affectionate and tender eyes. His face immediately turned red, and his steps stopped, shook his head, and walked back.

"Are you all the Seidks? Why can't you even do this little thing~" Lan Xin was also amused and could only shake her head and express her incomprehension. She herself didn't know how much lethal her naturally passionate and hot face was to young men.

"Don't blame them? Do you know why?" Li Xiaole laughed in her ear.

"Why?" Lan Xin stared at Li Xiaole with wide eyes and curiously.

Li Xiaole couldn't help laughing in her heart when she saw her like this. After so many days, this enthusiastic and unrestrained female translator has been stern every day, as if she was killing her father's enemy. Today, she is talking to herself.

"Because they all like you." Li Xiaole said with a smile.

"What?" Lan Xin's apricot's eyes flashed with joy, and she turned her head and looked at the young men in the natives casually: "Do you all like me~?" The group of people blushed, and only Mo Wei held on and shouted: "Who... who likes you! Don't be so accomplice!"

"If you like me, just say it out. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Why do you do such a uncomfortable expression? Do you think you shouldn't like me? Am I not worthy of your liking?" Lan Xin swept across everyone with a pair of pretty eyes, and her straightforward tone made everyone feel a little unbearable.

Li Xiaole was also amused and crying. This Sedek flower is too enthusiastic and straightforward. How could she say this in person? In fact, it is normal for young men to admire such a beauties as Lan Xin. The key to their not daring to look at Lan Xin is not only their simple mood, but more importantly, they are afraid that their little thoughts will be known and will be ridiculed and hurt. Not only Lan Xin himself, but they can't stand the gossip of the people next to them, so they will never admit it. This is the key to them not daring to look at it.

To put it bluntly, before practicing your eyes, you must first train, that is, the trust between these actors and the director, and let them understand that in this crew, you must never hurt others, and others will never hurt you. You can cry and laugh here with confidence, express yourself, and let them feel at ease.

Next, if they need to truly feel trust, they must break all the rules and regulations in their hearts and discard the useless things in their hearts, and they must use more intense methods.

The real training has just begun, Li Xiaole just looked at them lightly and said:

"Now you know what state you are in. Next, I will evaluate your physical fitness scores..."

Mo Wei and the others were helpless. It seemed that the liar director was going to torture them again, and the physical test was taking... I'm afraid they were going to run around the circle again.

"My rule is very simple. You just need to fall or knock me down. No matter what method you can do, you can go up together. But if you can make me fall to the ground, then you will all pass, and there is no need to be training." Li Xiaole said calmly on his face.

What does it mean? A group of depressed man Seidk became excited when he heard it. Although he didn't understand where the young director was, look at Li Xiaole's thin arms and legs, which is more like falling down? Don't you look down on us?

"Director Li, you have to count your words~! Don't regret it~" "Director Li, you are doing mental labor, why don't we compare with others..." "Yes, if you hurt you, we can't afford this responsibility." A group of young men shouted in a good mood, and started joking with directors one by one.

Lan Xin stared anxiously from the side and said, "Whatever you say is nonsense? The director decides, what will you do~!" He tried his best to look at Mo Wei and the others, and Mo Wei nodded. Today, the liar director came to him. Torturing them like this every day is time to teach him some lessons.

"But I would like to remind you that because it is training physical fitness, I will attack you, and the attack will be a little heavy... I will be a little injured. You have to think clearly and start again if you want." Li Xiaole reminded with a kind look on his face.

"I'm willing, what's wrong with me? ~ Don't worry, director, we won't hurt you." The group of them smiled happily and tried to scare the young director.

Li Xiaole didn't say anything nonsense, turned around and locked the door, put the key in his pants pocket, then took out the remote control of the audio in the training room, and released a contagious sound of tribal war drums. Finally, he took off his coat and walked to the center of the venue.

A group of young Seidks laughed and clapped their hands together with the drum beats of music, and finally pushed the 15-year-old Tian Jun up. No one took Li Xiaole's words seriously. Tian Jun was walking to the center of the venue with an unhappy face, touching his head and muttering: "Director... I don't dare to throw you..."

Li Xiaole looked at him expressionlessly, without a trace of smile. Just as everyone was smiling and shouting, "Go to Tian Jun~", Li Xiaole suddenly moved. He jumped, but did not rush towards Tian Jun, but rushed to Mo Wei, who was holding his hands in his chest and looked disdainful.

Mo Wei didn't expect Li Xiaole to suddenly rush towards him. In amazement, he had already hit the nose with a muffled sound of Li Xiaole's punch. He screamed "ah" and fell on his back with blood all over his face...

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, looking at Li Xiaole in disbelief, and suddenly understood Li Xiaole's meaning: "I will attack you too, and it will be a bit heavy...", is this his... It's so despicable~!!!

"How can you do this?... This is a foul..." Before Lan Xin finished calling, Li Xiaole had no intention of stopping. She rushed over and kicked You Daqing in the stomach. You Daqing snorted miserably, and almost vomited bile...
Chapter completed!