Mu Nan rarely has a small long vacation and is idle at home.

The stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade.

She turned out the movies that Chu Yang had made in the past few years, and watched and tasted them carefully from beginning to end.

Although it was an honor to have the opportunity to work with the actor, Mu Nan also felt unprecedented pressure.

What I am most afraid of is not being able to keep up with the rhythm. Otherwise, in the same picture, there are two completely different painting styles, and they will undoubtedly be beaten by the other party's acting skills.

Although Mu Nan is considered an "old drama bone", he has a strong ability to control his emotions and can show tension at the right time. But compared with Chu Yang's acting skills, she is still a lot worse.

"Knock knock."

"Nan Nan, go downstairs for dinner." Shen Yixin symbolically knocked on the door, pushed the door and walked in.

Mu Nan was still immersed in the movie world, and came back to his senses when he heard a knock on the door.

"Didn't you just have lunch?"

Shen Yixin looked at Mu Nan, who was confused, "What time is it?" It's almost 7 o'clock, you haven't been out of the house all afternoon, the curtains don't draw, and you don't even know how to turn on the lights. Come down and eat, those electronic products are less playful, and they hurt your eyes and skin. ”

Mu Nan noticed that it was already dark.

Shen Yixin turned on the light, helped Mu Nan close the curtains, and turned around to urge: "Go to dinner." ”

Mu Nan got up at this time, picked up his hair casually, and stepped on his slippers to go downstairs.

The living room is lit in a warm yellow, and the air is filled with the aroma of food.

At the dining table, Mu Tong had already sat upright.

Seeing Mu Nan going downstairs, he smiled at Mu Nan: "Sister." ”

"Is Tongtong hungry?"

"A little."

"Why don't you eat first when you're hungry? Children are hungry and don't grow tall. ”

"Wait for my mother and sister to be together." Mu Tong shook his head with a serious expression.

Mu Nan was instantly cute by his younger brother, and couldn't help but step forward and rub his little head with soft hair.

Mu Nan sat down next to Mu Tong and looked at the dishes on the table, sure enough, they were all vegetarian dishes. The only plate of chicken wings was placed in Mu Tong's hand.

For body management, Shen Yixin will always be more concerned than Mu Nan himself.

Shen Yixin brought up the soup simmering in the casserole and beckoned the two to eat.

Mu Nan glanced into the pot, and the bone broth ......

Shen Yixin served the soup and put it in front of the sisters and brothers.

Mu Tong's dining habit is to follow his mother and drink soup before meals, so he quickly drank the soup obediently.

Mu Nan stared at the bone broth and had a headache. She really doesn't like to drink bone broth, and she always feels that the fishy smell in the soup can't be removed no matter how she cooks it.

Just when she was worried, a white and tender little hand reached out on the side, took the bone broth in front of Mu Nan away, and replaced it with an empty bowl.

Mu Nan turned his head to look at Mu Tong, and then looked casual, and calmly drank the soup.

Shen Yixin lowered her head to eat, not paying attention to this side.

Mu Nan couldn't help but purse her lips and smiled secretly.

She coughed lightly, and Mu Tong turned the little face that was 90% similar to Mu Nan, with a question in her eyes.

Mu Nan gently raised her chin at the chicken wings and winked at Mu Tong.

Mu Tong instantly understood.

He took a piece of chicken wings, put them on his plate, and then adjusted his plate and Mu Nan's plate as if he had just changed the soup bowl.

Skillful.

Mu Nan took advantage of Shen Yixin's inattention and quietly sandwiched the chicken wings into the bowl and covered them with green vegetables. Looking at "a little red in the green bushes", Mu Nan finally couldn't hold back his chuckle.

Shen Yixin looked puzzled: "Eating well, suddenly laughing at something." ”

Mu Nan said softly: "It's okay Mom, I suddenly remembered a joke." ”

Shen Yixin ignored her anymore.

Mu Nan held the bowl in one hand, tilted his head slightly, and made a "yes" gesture to Mu Tong with the other hand under the table.

I don't know if it's her delusion, she always feels that Mu Tong's eyes look at her seem to be full of sympathy.

The dinner ended in the eye contact between the two sisters and brothers.

Mu Nan wanted to help wash the dishes, but Shen Yi thought she was in the way and kicked her out of the kitchen.

Mu Nan ran to accompany Mu Tongdui Lego again, but it seemed that with Mu Nan's joining, the speed of progress did not rise but decreased.

When Mu Nan made mistakes for the third time, Mu Tong finally couldn't help but speak: "Sister, that one wasn't put there." ”

Mu Nan: "...... Isn't this just a random spelling? ”

"If you just spell it, you can't spell out the plane." Mu Tong's tone was a little helpless.

Mu Nan: "...... Tongtong, do you still have to learn the piano tomorrow? ”

Mu Tong: "Yes." ”

Mu Nan: "Then go back to the room and wash up, and rest early." ”

Mu Tong: "............"

It's only 9 o'clock......

Seeing Mu Tong go back to the room, Mu Nan also got up and went back to his room.

She scooped up the tablet and finished watching the rest of the movie.

At the end of the movie, Mu Nan fell into deep thought.

An actor acts, no matter how good he acts, the highest evaluation is only one sentence "It's really good".

After watching the movie of Chuyang in the afternoon, Mu Nan felt that his spiritual level had been greatly impacted.

Chuyang's drama can't make people say "It's really good", because there is no trace of performance at all.

He's not acting, that's himself.

She knew what she was missing.

No matter how well she acts, she is "acting", but Chu Yang is "yes". It's not that he's playing the role, it's that the character is him.

Mu Nan lay quietly, and suddenly remembered that in the quiet room, Chu Yang was in an intricate and jumping light and shadow.

A trace of blush quietly crept up to her ear, Mu Nan turned over violently, buried her face in the soft futon, what to think.