Seeing Emperor Lu shift the topic proactively, Ning Shu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
"What play?"
A young voice piped up, then hesitantly added, "I've never acted before..." He paused, and continued, "I probably can't be of much help."
Lu Ze smiled and said, "It's just being my student, it's not difficult at all."
The man's light chuckle, with a touch of warmth, held a magnetic kind of sexiness.
It made one's ears tingle uncomfortably.
Ning Shu couldn't help but touch her own ears and opened her mouth, "What do I need to do?"
Lu Ze's pair of deep, peach blossom eyes looked at the young man gently, and said seriously: "There is a student in the script who develops inappropriate feelings for his teacher. So one night, he took the initiative to knock on the teacher's door."
Ning Shu's eyes widened slightly.
Somewhat stunned.
But Lu Ze raised his eyes, asking nonchalantly, "What's wrong, Xiaoshū? Is there something wrong with this scene?"
The young man stayed silent, after all, he hadn't read the script. Naturally, he didn't know what was in it. Although he thought it was shocking, such feelings shouldn't be criticized.
And matters of the heart are inherently difficult to control. To fall in love with one's teacher, that student would likely be in quite a bit of distress.
After all, this is a forbidden love.
Ning Shu shook her head, hesitated for a moment and said, "Lu Ge, can I take a look at the script?"
"I may be a little out of my depth."
Lu Ze hesitated for a moment, and said somewhat embarrassedly: “The student's script isn't with me.”
Ning Shu heard this, her expression couldn't help but become slightly embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Lu Ge. I wasn't thinking clearly."
Why would an actor normally have a script for another character?
Ning Shu suddenly felt a bit foolish.
But without a script, how could he possibly play the role of a student?
It seems he'd read her mind.
Lu Ze's lips twitched slightly at an angle the young man couldn't see.
Then he said softly, "The student doesn't have many lines. You can improvise freely. The student just wants to confess their feelings to the teacher, Xiaoshū." His peach blossom eyes held a hint of amusement: "What do you think the student would feel like?"
Ning Shu pursed her lips slightly.
Put yourself in the students' shoes and think about their situation.
A student falling for a teacher is, by nature, an improbable romance. To the student, this relationship represents a forbidden love.
But he was also hesitant, hopeful, and even nervous.
In the end, he mustered his courage and decided to reveal his feelings.
So the student knocked on the door with determination.
He was definitely out there, hesitating for a long time before finally opening the door.
Ning Shu voiced these thoughts.
Lu Ze paused for a moment, then slightly curved his lips and said, "Well, yes."
That's how it was said.
But Ning Shu lacked any acting experience, his movements were stiff and wooden, even somewhat stereotyped.
Lu Ze guided the young man for a while.
Ning Shucai felt he was performing much better than before. He gently knocked on the nonexistent door.
But the man sitting at his desk looked up, his peach blossom eyes covered by his gold-rimmed glasses.
He spoke up, “Who is it?”
Ning Shu followed his script, her lips moving slightly as she fabricated a name: "...It's me, teacher."

He licked his slightly dry lips, seeming to be drawn into the role.
I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
The teacher, seated in her position, heard a familiar voice and asked aloud, "Xiaosh? "
Ning Shu was stunned, not understanding why Lu Ze didn't call him the fabricated name but called him by his real name.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, but she didn't think much of it.
He whispered back, "Teacher, may I come in?"
"Come in." The man had a good temper and was gentle with people. On a daily basis, he should be a caring student and a good teacher.
Ning Shu walked in.
Seeing the man in front of the desk, he felt he shouldn't look, but he couldn't help staring at the teacher before him.
And the teacher, seeming to notice his expression, inquired with concern, "Is something the matter?"
"Please have a seat."
Ning Shu sat down and glanced at the man. She was a little nervous.
The teacher noticed his expression and said with a hint of amusement, "Ning classmate, if you have something to say, just tell me directly."
Ning Shu remained silent.
He lowered his head slightly, thinking about the kind of student Lu Ze had described. Quiet, shy and reserved, at this moment, he certainly wouldn't dare to look the teacher in the eye, his eyes cast downwards.
licked her lips.
He licked his lips several times, his voice a bit dry as he said, "Teacher, there are some things I want to say to you..."
The teacher, hearing this, spoke in a very patient tone: "If you want to say something to me, you can look up. There's no need to be nervous."
Ning Shu pursed her lips tightly.
He felt that at this moment, the student's mind would go blank. His hands would grip tightly at the clothes on his pants, but he still lifted his face.
After all, he wouldn't see his teacher again after graduation.
Ning Shu looked at the teacher's appearance.
The teacher is very well-mannered and handsome. He is also very popular at school, and the female teachers usually like him.
Behind those lenses, there was an air of tolerance in the eyes.
Ning Shu only felt his brain go blank for a moment, he said: "Teacher, I like you."
After saying that, Ning Shu's cheeks were a little flushed.
He looked over.
I'm not quite sure if my performance was satisfactory.
But he hadn't expected the man sitting in the seat to look at him with slightly deep eyes, then bend his lips and say, "Do you like your teacher?"
Ning Shu was taken aback.
Isn't it over yet?
He nodded in agreement.
The bespectacled gentleman stared at him for a long moment, then spoke in a measured tone: "Teacher knows. Come here closer, teacher will tell you the answer."
Ning Shu was taken aback.
< >It seems a bit strange. < >
He thought that, according to the teacher's temperament, it shouldn't have been like this.
But he still walked over.
...was pulled over by a man's hand,...
Ning Shu immediately sat into the other person's arms.
A pair of strong hands circled his waist.
The man's body was hot and feverish.
Ning Shu's brain went blank, he stared blankly at the man's face, with a moment of hesitation, not knowing how to continue acting.
"What are you looking at the teacher for?"
The man lifted his chin, a smirk playing on his lips.
Ning Shu couldn't help but say, "Lu Ge."

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