"Pull it down! What kind of acting do you know? ”

Song Chun'an's heart was on fire when he heard this, and he directly opened his mouth to blast her away.

"You go quickly, it's none of your business, don't come back in the future. ”

Song Pandi was chased in front of a large group of people in the crew, and he lost no face at all, where would he agree!

She no longer cares about pretending to be a father and son in front of the director. If you want to get her respect, the other party must also look like an elder!

Is he Song Chunan also worthy?

"You don't have the right to drive me away! I'm here for an interview, and I can act! You can't endanger the interests of the entire crew because of your own selfishness!

Aren't you just afraid that I will act better than Song Ci and rob your daughter of her job?

Song Pandi spoke loudly, substituting himself into the role of heroes such as ** and ***, and deliberately performed the kind of indomitable spirit that swore to death.

The director should appreciate it, right?

Xiaoxiaohua should be like this, she is much better than the rustic little village girl played by Song Ci in her previous life!

"The fourth sister acted better than me?

Song Ci watched the play next to her for a while, and saw that Song Pandi was so arrogant that he confronted her father in public, and he couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to question.

There is a saying called relying on the old and selling the old, and in the same way, there are also Song Pandi, who rely on the small and sell the small.

Relying on herself as a junior, she is not ashamed to speak out, and the elders are not easy to worry about her.

Song Ci didn't want her father to suffer this dumb loss.

If she really talks about the ability to rely on small sales, she must have more natural advantages than Song Pandi.

It's inconvenient for her parents to come forward to tear up with their nieces and juniors, she comes!

Song Pandi coldly saw Song Ci coming, his heart was empty, and his eyes flickered:

"When, of course. ”

Gu Mingjing bluntly debunked:

Director Yang didn't say. ”

Song Pandi's face couldn't get over it, he glared at him viciously, and forcibly defended:

"That's because the director didn't take me seriously! It's all because he stopped me and didn't give me a chance to audition!"

Song Ci snapped her finger pointing at her father, and her little face tightened.

"Fourth sister, my father is your own uncle, what about your politeness?"

There was a hot pain on the back of Song Pandi's hand, and he covered it with his left hand, resisting the urge to slap her backhand.

Those who know the times are Junjie.

Now that Song Ci's parents are here, she really starts to do it, and she is the one who suffers.

Wait for the dead girl to be alone, beat the one who can't die!

Song Pandi gritted his teeth secretly, his eyes slipped to the director's end, and when he had an idea, he pinched his hand again, forced out two packs of tears, and complained with great grief and indignation:

"Fifth uncle and fifth aunt, I respect you as my own parents, do you just watch her bully me? I'm her sister!"

Gu Mingjing silently looked away, and threw out two more words in a straight manner:

"Good fake. ”

Song Ci sneered, impressed by this little boy who always liked to have a sad face.

It seems that Director Yang really has a hand, and the little zombies have been conditioned to be much more popular!

Song Ci looked at Song Pandi's fierce eyes, turned his head and threw himself into his mother's arms, covering his eyes with his little hands, but his fingers were wide open, jokingly complaining:

"Fourth sister, you are really fake, spicy eyes. ”

Song Pandi's face turned red, and the burning anger in his heart burned all the little water that was forced out of his eyes.

"What do you know? I call it acting! It's art! I don't know how to appreciate it!"

Song Ci covered his eyes and shook his head:

"The fourth sister acts like a neuropath, how can a normal person talk like this. I don't believe you ask him, but he was taught by the director, and he knows more about acting than you. ”

Gu Mingjing nodded, and spit out two more words:

"Pompous. ”

When Song Pandi heard that he was taught acting by the director himself, he was shocked.

Could it be that he can speak in front of the director?

That must not be offended.

Song Pandi silently recited a sentence that a big husband can bend and stretch, squeezed out a stiff smile, and smiled at Gu Mingjing flatteringly:

"You're right. Can you teach me? Let's make progress together. ”