However, what Fang Xinai sighed about did not happen.

Song Canran squeezed around the nightclub, and finally seemed to meet an acquaintance, stopped in front of a girl who was also dressed coolly, talked to her for a while, and then returned to Fang Xinai's side.

"Let's go."

"Huh? Can you go? ”

Fang Xinai didn't react, she came all the way to find someone to talk to?

The lights in the nightclub were too dim, and she couldn't see the girl's face clearly, but the other party's gestures gave the impression of being frivolous.

Then again, did Song Canran know this girl?

Beicheng and Haicheng are thousands of miles apart, how did they meet?

It's not that Fang Xinai looks down on nightclubs, but this is indeed a mixed place, Song Canran is just a 15-year-old high school student, no matter how she thinks about it, she thinks that Song Canran shouldn't have acquaintances here.

Song Cangran winked at her: "Or do you still want to stay and make waves?" ”

"Of course not."

Fang Xinai reacted, dragged her little hand, turned around and squeezed out.

So, the two of them came all the way here, stayed for less than ten minutes and left.

On the way back to the hotel, Fang Xinai kept wanting to speak and stopped, Song Canran saw her curiosity, smiled and said, "If I say that I will meet netizens by the way, you won't believe it?" ”

“……”

Such a perfunctory excuse will only be believed by the ghost.

However, Fang Xinai felt that she would not get any results from her mouth if she asked any more, so she pretended to believe it.

Returning to the hotel with a lot of doubts, Song Cangran didn't make any more jokes, washed off the smoky makeup on his face, and turned back into the ignorant 15-year-old.

Seeing her sitting on the bed in a daze, Fang Xinai kindly asked, "How are you preparing for the audition?" ”

"Sister, I'm so nervous."

Song Canran finally revealed her 15-year-old personality, sat with her knees crossed, and said with a tangled face: "I don't know how to act, you teach me." ”

Fang Xinai sat beside her.

Well, it's time to teach her self-cultivation as an actor.

"Did you do your homework, what was the subject of the film you were auditioning for?"

"I don't know the specifics, Director Zhou has always kept the plot secret, and I only heard that it is a spy war movie."

What piece?

Fang Xinai looked at her in astonishment.

Song Canran had a white face, wearing two cartoon pajamas, with the tip of his chin resting on his knees, his body shrunk into a ball, no matter how he looked at it, he was underage.

As long as she doesn't choose a child star, Fang Xinai doesn't think which role can be suitable for her.

Although I thought she would lose the election, it was too shocking to be brushed off at first sight.

"How do you want me to teach you?"

She decided to help Song Canran well.

Well, just for the cost of their trip, at least hold on until the second glance.

Song Cangran smiled and moved towards her like a treasure.

"Sister, in fact, I have practiced my expression in the mirror at home these days, how about you take a look?"

"Okay, you can show me."

Fang Xinai also sat cross-legged on the bed and faced her.

Song Cangran smiled, with a sense of solemnity in doing something big.

Fang Xinai looked at her seriously, but she was not optimistic in her heart.

Because she knows very well that acting is not as simple as she imagined.

It's not that you can cry or laugh, make a few expressions in the mirror, and simply practice for a few days to move people's hearts.

Moreover, Song Canran's appearance is a hard injury.

It's not that she's ugly, her facial features are very delicate, and she must be a beauty embryo when she grows, so she has to be given time to grow.

That alone made her have no chance of winning.