Of course, just like that, the child has shrunk into a comfortable position and fallen asleep again.

Sheng Junshu was silent for a while, and his hand struggled for a long time between pushing the child awake and thinking that it was just like that.

In the end, I thought that the assistant would come over in a while, and raised my hand to get the little girl up again.

Qinghui lifted his eyelids and glanced at himself, as if he was a little disgusted that he was not heavy enough to crush him to the point of immobility.

I probably saw this in the eyes of a little girl.

Sheng Junshu was silent for a moment, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

After all, as an artist, basically not losing weight, that is also walking on the road to losing weight.

That's it, I don't like myself for not being heavy enough.

What's going on in your head?

Why is it so hard to understand?

It's not honest to be pressed, why are you so troublesome?

Qinghui saw him.

Look like what else you want to do.

I heard his hoarse voice speak, "Get up and get dressed, and someone will bring food in a moment." ”

Delivering meals?

Qinghui tilted his head.

Hmm.

"Crab roe buns, shrimp wontons, bean paste buns, custard buns, you like whichever you like, but now, you have to get up and clean up before you can eat it."

Sheng Junshu thought about the other party's obsession with the small cake, and then looked at the other party's expression that obviously changed when he heard the meal.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said this with a little suspicion.

Really.

Qinghui propped himself up at this moment.

Serious.

Okay, get dressed, eat!

***

The little girl was probably a little angry when she got up, and her temper was not very good in the morning, but after a breakfast, she was almost coaxed, and at the moment she was holding a soft custard bun in her hand, sitting in the passenger seat, and biting in small bites.

The big eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked excessively well-behaved.

Sheng Junshu looked at it so quietly, his face was not as relaxed and casual as before.

There was a slight glow in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

got out of the car, Qinghui took the half-eaten custard bun in his mouth, and walked to the place where the original owner usually took those acting classes and physical classes.

Sheng Junshu went to the top floor, processed the documents, and showed Qinghui a more suitable script.

Qinghui's acting skills are probably not very good, and he played the leading role or something at the beginning, if it rebounds, it will not be good for Qinghui.

So you have to find a character who is more likable and has more important scenes.

It's a little bit of a hassle.

Especially...... I realized some inexplicable thoughts in my heart.

All of a sudden, it seemed like there were a lot of worries.

***

Acting classroom at the moment.

In addition to Qinghui, there are also several seniors who are also doing some exercises here, or asking some questions about acting.

Seeing Qinghui enter the door, the voices of several people paused.

Qinghui didn't realize what was wrong, and stuffed the remaining large custard buns into his mouth in three or two clicks.

Her white cheeks bulged out to one side, and there was still a little stuffing left at the corner of her lips, and she stood there expressionlessly chewing mournfully.

It looks like he hasn't slept awake.

The small appearance made everyone in the room laugh.

Most of the people gathered here today are female artists.

And in the prosperous era, the people who have been selected at such layers are basically good-natured, and most of them are very familiar with Wang Mingxiu.

Wang Mingxiu blew up when she went back after recording the show last night, and whoever she caught with that crown would blow it out that this was how Qinghui won it for her.