With Da Rui's encouragement, Qu Jialin performed a street dance in front of the left wing.

"Come on, come on!"

Da Rui was excited and encouraged on the side.

The left wing amusedly watched the camaraderie between the two little guys.

"Uncle, how's it going?" As soon as Qu Jialin was finished, he asked the left wing a little nervously and panting.

The left wing smiled and raised his hands to applaud.

"Great!"

"Yay!" Da Rui high-fived Qu Jialin and squinted his eyes with a happy smile.

"Then he's passed!"

Da Rui pulled Qu Jialin to the left wing, tilted his head, and looked at the left wing with dark eyes.

The left wing raised his eyebrows and looked at Qu Jialin, "What else will you perform?" ”

Qu Jialin bit his lip, he wasn't prepared for the rest.

Da Rui's eyes rolled, and he said directly to Zuo Yi: "Uncle Zuo, you just order one, you ask so much!" ”

The corners of the left wing's mouth twitched, thought for a moment, and said, "Perform a cry!" ”

There is a crying scene in the script!

"Crying ......"

Qu Jialin's mind was a little blank.

"You just cry to him, just like you cry how you usually cry, just think about sad things, cry!"

While giving guidance to Qu Jialin, Da Rui also asked Zuo Yi, "Uncle, is it okay to cry in any way?" ”

"Hmm!" The left wing looked at him amusefully.

Da Rui saw that Qu Jialin couldn't cry, twisted his brows, and leaned close to his ear.

"Do you still want to be a star? When a star acts, you have to play on the spot, if you cry and act, you will definitely get by! ”

"But I don't know how to cry!"

Qu Jialin is so innocent.

Da Rui twitched the corners of his mouth.

The left wing heard the muttering between the two little guys and almost couldn't help but laugh.

Da Rui saw that Qu Jialin's head was still blank, and he was anxious for him.

"Hey! Look how I perform! ”

Da Rui pulled Qu Jialin, and a sad and lost expression immediately appeared on his little face.

After a while, tears flowed.

It is still the kind of child who endures sadness and does not cry out of his voice, showing grievances, sadness, pain, and pity to the fullest.

The left wing and Qu Jialin were stunned.

I didn't expect this kid to be quite talented.

Left wing's eyes lit up, and he took his mobile phone to record Da Rui's paragraph and sent it to someone.

The night owl is in a meeting.

I didn't pay attention to the video sent by the left wing, but the left wing sent another text message in.

[Look at how pitiful your son is......]

The night owl's eyes tightened, and he clicked on the video above.

Da Rui's extremely aggrieved crying appearance broke into his eyes.

The night owl was distressed and nervous, picked up the mobile phone and hurried out, and a group of people looked at him inexplicably, even the white rabbit felt very inexplicable.

She hadn't noticed what the man was looking at just now.

"What's going on?"

The night owl left the conference room and called the left wing directly.

Hearing the man's nervous voice, the left wing snickered, and Da Rui calmly wiped the tears on his face and glanced at it strangely.

"Nervous, huh?"

The night owl had a cold face and shouted in a deep voice, "You made my son cry? ”

"No, don't get me wrong, he cried himself!"

The left wing hurriedly dissociated, lest this guy not know how to deal with him.

Da Ruichai also guessed who he was talking to on the phone, pursed the corners of his mouth, and pulled Qu Jialin to tell him.

"You saw it all, just cry like I just did!"

"Da Rui, you are so amazing! How did you cry? "Qu Jialin admires it very much, how can Da Rui say that he can cry when he cries.