Thunderstorm is very famous, and the family ethics and emotional entanglements involved in it are very complicated, and the role of Su Yi played by Song Ran is indeed very difficult to control.

Su Yi married Zhou Puyuan as his second wife at the age of seventeen, and was born white and weak, with a temperament, received a little Western-style education, had his own thoughts, dared to love and hate, and dared to make his own decisions.

First of all, Su Yi is much older than herself, and she is swimming between father and son, this kind of complex role, complex emotions, Director Li was originally worried.

What she worries about is whether Song Ran is nineteen years old, can understand the psychology of a twenty-nine-year-old young woman.

It wasn't until Song Ran stood on the stage and appeared on the stage, dressed in an ivory-white cheongsam, her hair was meticulously combed, and under the soft lighting, Director Li saw the coexistence of old and new ideas in feudal society, and sure enough, it was Su Yi who took care of Zhou Yuan in an orderly manner.

Moreover, her eyes were calm, and she did not have the disobedience of a nineteen-year-old girl pretending to be an adult.

Director Li couldn't help but show a smile, and at the same time was a little puzzled, as far as she knew, that girl was born rich and noble, and had not suffered a trace of life's hardships, she was a typical Miss Jiao who grew up in a rich family, how could she play such a role, but she was so handy?

Could it be that this is called talent?

Sure enough, talent is the first priority.

After the thunderstorm performance, Song Ran finally became popular in the Municipal Art Troupe with her own name, and finally no one was calling her, 'It's the one who performed for Sister Feng', raising her eyebrows, she finally felt angry.

Backstage, Yao Xifeng presented her flowers again as usual, and Song Ran thought of Su Mingna and Xu Yang, and was suddenly secretly worried, so he didn't reach out to pick up his flowers.

Yao Xifeng's smile froze on her face, but seeing Song Ran's smile becoming more and more alienated, she said: "Xifeng, thank you for coming to see my performance, don't spend money to buy me flowers in the future." ”

Of course, she didn't dare to accept the courtesy from the man she didn't like, in case others felt that they were losing in the future, and they would trouble her again, and treat herself like Xu Yang treated Su Minna like she did, wouldn't she be dead?

No, resolutely not, we must stifle this kind of love in the bud.

Yao Xifeng's smile cooled down completely, and his eyes flashed: "Can't you just treat me as an ordinary audience?

Song Ran smiled politely: "I don't want to break the bank for the audience who likes me, so you should listen to me, shouldn't you?"

With that, she turned and walked out of the dressing room.

After all, she didn't accept his flowers, Yao Xifeng stood there stubbornly, looked at the flowers in his hand, and then looked at Song Ran's back.

That man was so ruthless to him, and as long as she was gone, she never looked back at him again.

Not once.

Never.

Such a hard-hearted woman, why should he be so obsessed with her?

What's so good about her?

Is it just because of the pretty face?

Yao Xifeng didn't know, he couldn't say it, he only knew that after seeing Song Ran, other women couldn't get into his eyes anymore.

He held the flower in his hand, left the backstage in despair, and looked at Song Ran again, who had already happily left the art troupe with her sister.

He threw a large bouquet of lilies into the trash.

hurt his self-esteem, really hurt his self-esteem, Song Ran really didn't give him any face.

This kind of woman, what is there to like!