Director Yang is really shocked now!

Isn't this kid's vocabulary too rich? It's not wrong! This isn't a little prodigy, is it?

Song Chunan turned his head to look at his daughter-in-law and looked inquiring.

Li Shengnan shook his head slightly, his eyes were thoughtful, and then he was relieved.

The cattle and sheds are all well-known big names in various industries, and it is certain that they are full of economic exports;

If you get into their eyes and teach two sentences casually, it will be terrible, and famous teachers will be high-level apprentices.

My little girl usually runs and plays with the children in the village, and I can count how many mouse holes there are in the village, not to mention the novel and interesting foreigners, who must have been secretly harassed countless times.

Song porcelain is good-looking, very elders, being looked at differently, secretly teaching something, that's normal, there is no need to make a fuss at all.

At this time, Song Ci didn't understand what the adults were making up in their brains.

She touched her somewhat deflated belly, glanced at the bright sunlight outside the window, and estimated that it was time for lunch.

But these adults are still grinding!

Hurry up and try to sign a contract to work, the efficiency is really low.

"How's the conversation going?

Xu Weijun moved two chairs over, followed by two people, holding teacups of fruit in their hands, and also came to see the little actor.

Yang Yannian took a chair and sat down, and Li Shengnan was willing to sit on the empty chair next to her husband.

Yang Yan's era is introduced:

"This is Song Ci's child, her father Comrade Song Chunan, and her mother Li Shengnan. ”

"Xu Weijun, you know each other. These two are screenwriter Wang Nan and makeup artist Zhang Jing. ”

A simple greeting on both sides.

Song Ci couldn't help but ask:

"Am I going to play a script?"

Hurry up, it's time for dinner.

The director is used to her being a small ghost, and she gives the topic from the goodness.

"You don't need a script, I'll teach you. ”

Song Ci slid down to the ground and stood upright, ready to react and start the performance.

Song Chunsheng coughed lightly and reminded his daughter not to forget her parents.

Their salaries haven't been negotiated yet.

Song Ci turned around and beckoned to his parents:

"Mom and Dad, come on, it's time to start the exam. Come on, we can do it!"

Everyone looked at the little ball that clenched their fists to cheer them up, and they couldn't help laughing.

This kid is so fun, what a pistachio.

The director took the opportunity to invite:

"Let's come with the kids. ”

Song Chunan and the others got the director's permission, and immediately stood up with enthusiasm and listened attentively.

The director briefly explained the identities of the characters played by the three and asked them to perform a short plot to try.

"You are the father and mother of Xiaoxiaohua, a typical peasant family, the four brothers are not separated, and the preference for sons is seriously ......"

Hearing this, Song Chunan immediately shouted to stop.

"Director, isn't this okay? They are all biological children, and the palms and backs of our hands are full of meat, and we will never do such an eccentric thing. ”

Li Shengnan also implicitly objected.

It's going to be made into a movie!

If the people of the whole country misunderstand that she Li Shengnan is of low quality and discriminates against women, how shameful it is!

"Director, it's not that we don't cooperate, I'm just worried that the child won't understand. After all, it's the exact opposite of what we actually do. Can you tell me what this setting is trying to illustrate?

Song Ci secretly said that it was not good, and immediately went to see the faces of the director and others!

It's really not pretty.

Alas, her parents are too upright, I'm afraid they will offend others.

After all, no one likes to do things with their mothers, right?

There was no way, so she had to take the blame.

Anyway, children are always easy to forgive.

"I know!"

Song Ci raised his hand to answer, and the words were so dense that he couldn't splash in, so that people couldn't interject into his mouth.

"Xiaoxiaohua didn't have a good time when she was a child, her father didn't love her mother, she ate less than cats, she did more work than cows, she got up earlier than chickens, and she slept later than dogs. But she is still sensible, kind, optimistic, and wholeheartedly good to people, and she saved the little male protagonist, right?"

Director Yang was stunned, subconsciously glanced at the screenwriter, and then looked at Xu Weijun.

Xu Weijun looked stunned, shook his head again and again and waved his hand:

"I didn't say that!"

Song Ci immediately smiled proudly:

"I guessed it. My mom told me a lot of stories, and they were all pretty much the same. ”

She looked at her mother, who had a gentle smile and a reluctant personality, and blinked her eyes to make up:

"But what my mother said at the beginning was that once upon a time, in a small village in the middle of nowhere, there was a poor little girl named Song Ci. ”

"In this story, it's called Little Flower, right?"

Li Shengnan smiled more and more gently:

Girl, tonight you will have the latest version of Song Porcelain's pitiful bedtime story to listen to, so stay tuned!

Song Chun'an gave her daughter a thumbs up:

The girl is amazing! Go on! Stun them and tell them to change their plays! We don't want to be backward elements, and we don't lose that person!