Song Pandi was still unconvinced, pouting and snorting:

"What is this, I can also play it!"

Yu Aihong felt hurt when she saw her demeanor, turned her head to look at the two handsome dolls in the room, and said in her heart, even if you can act, who wants to look at you?

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the Wei Xiaofu sisters came over and waited to take their younger brother to sleep.

Wang Xinfeng also wanted to ask Wei Xiaofu to go over to the east wing to talk and probe her brother, but she was stunned and asked Mrs. Song to stop her.

Wang Xinfeng was angry, and he thought more and more that this family business was to cut off Song Yu's beard, and even Mrs. Song scolded him, and he was still angry.

Song Chunan and the other two children rehearsed again, then stopped and politely sent the guests out of the yard.

Gu Mingjing and Song Ci were completely acquainted, and the more she looked at this sister, the more she loved it, and couldn't help but take her hand and say:

"Sister, come home with me, let's sleep at night, and then play against each other. ”

Later, Li Shengnan grabbed Song Chunan's right hand, and repeatedly made a look at him, telling him not to calm down and not to be impulsive.

Song Ci raised his eyes to look at his parents, pursed his lips and pulled out his hand, patted the little boy on the shoulder like a little adult, and said earnestly:

"Ge Ming's work is relaxed, and rest is to go further. Now that you're officially off work, you don't have to think about work anymore, stay with your family, and see you tomorrow with the crew. ”

Gu Mingjing's eyes were shining and he nodded heavily:

"I listen to you. ”

My sister said it so reasonably, so smart and cute, what should I do if I want to take it home?

But the stinky brother is so stupid and annoying, and others won't change it, right?

Alas, what bad luck. Why was my sister born in someone else's family?

It's a sad story.

The little boy was full of regret and walked away step by step.

Song Chunan closed the door of the courtyard and latched the door, picked up his daughter and strode back to the house.

"Hurry up and go to bed, and film early tomorrow. ”

Shoot early and break up early!

Save yourself from looking at the wild boy outside and get angry! I want to take away his precious girl, no way!

Li Shengnan looked funny, and wanted to ask the stupid father, can you still keep your daughter at home for the rest of your life without marrying?

But she didn't dare.

The stupid dad who fried the hair is not easy to provoke, and he has to follow the hair.

Nothing was said all night.

In the next few days, I was busy shooting, so tired that my brain was swollen, my hands and feet were sore, and I couldn't take care of anything on the side.

"Okay, the little flower scene is finished!"

The director shouted to stop with satisfaction and took the lead in applauding!

The whole crew applauded and cheered, congratulating Song Ci on his completion.

"Sister, don't go, can you help me talk about drama again?"

Gu Mingjing took Song Ci's hand and was reluctant.

He still has a few solo scenes to film, and then he will leave with the crew and change venues to shoot.

Before Song Ci could speak, he was picked up by Song Chun'an, and he refused in a daze:

"You have to listen to the director when filming. Our Song porcelain has been working hard for several days, and we have to rest for a while, but we can't come, and we can't save the play. ”

The director attaches great importance to this issue and earnestly instructs:

"That's right! Take the children to visit relatives, go out to play more, and stop thinking about filming. The story of Little Flower is over, and the next thing is the real life of Song Ci, which cannot be put before the horse. ”

Xu Weijun came over and touched Song Ci's head, and said fondly:

"Spread it out and have fun, and play as good as you can off-road! I'll send you a picture after a while." ”

Wang Nan and Zhang Jing also have small gifts, a few chocolates, a good-looking head flower, and a notebook, all of which are decent and practical.

Song Chun'an accepted it on behalf of his daughter, and invited everyone to come to the house for dinner before leaving.

The director also agreed.

The crew also had a shooting task, and after a brief greeting, they sent off Song Ci's father and daughter, and continued to devote themselves to intense filming.

Gu Mingjing glanced at Song Ci who was wilting in his father's arms, and turned around to listen to the director's talk seriously.

Anyway, my sister worshipped her grandfather as a teacher, and she could see each other often in the future, so he was not in a hurry.