boom.
bang bang.
Every word is like a drumbeat, beating heavily on Fu Jiayan's heart.
The girl's eyes were clear and her tone firm. Every word she said brought him strong belief.
you are you…
you are you…
Fu Jiayan was lost in thought.
In front of the screen, Fu Jiayan's fans also came to their senses.
yes.
The character design of His Highness the Crown Prince is actually not pleasing.
It was Fu Jiayan's interpretation, which shaped the soul of His Royal Highness the Prince.
They wept for him, they rejoiced for him, they were angry for him, they suffered for him.
"It's always been that an actor makes a role." Xiangyi said seriously, "You are His Royal Highness, but you are an actor Fu Jiayan."
Fans:! ! !
—[Ah, she is so good at talking!]
—[Xiangyi is really a girl with a strong self-awareness, so rare]
—[Yi Mei begs you to publish a book sooner! If you can talk, talk more! !]
…
The confusion in Fu Jiayan's eyes slowly dissipated at this moment.
For a long time, the team has allowed him to emulate his personality and maintain his popularity.
He himself was also very anxious, feeling that he was confined to the role of His Royal Highness the Prince, and he couldn't get out of it no matter what.
He has acted in several dramas in the past two years, but Zhuyu is the first, and the latter roles are not so brilliant when compared.
The external pressure made Fu Jiayan more and more anxious.
Is it me, not good enough
Is it me, is it really the pinnacle of debut
Is it because I can only leave that one classic character in this life? !
At his most extreme, he also experienced self-loathing.
Fu Jiayan even agreed with other people's statement that he was lucky and the role made him.
But now, Xiangyi's words suddenly woke him up.
Fu Jiayan was moved to tears: "Yi Mei, you are so kind! You are my mentor in life, a guiding light!"
He wanted to shake Xiangyi's hand, but Jiang Jiujiu mercilessly patted him away.
"Ah bah, don't try to take advantage of Yiyi!"
Fu Jiayan sniffed and asked sincerely: "Yi Mei, do you have anything else to say to me?"
What Xiangyi said must be insightful and wise! He wants to take a small notebook and write it all down! !
next second—
Xiangyi asked calmly, "When you leave, do you want to bring a jar of salted duck eggs?"
Fu Jiayan:
"The duck eggs this time are big and all have double yolks. After marinating, the golden yolks will flow when you poke them..."
Fu Jiayan:? ?
"Don't like it? What about kimchi with altar? I pickled cabbage, radish, beans, and made miso and chili sauce. There are many kinds of jams, you can choose slowly."
For the program group, Fu Jiayan and others are guests.
But to Xiangyi, these were all guests who came to the house, how could the guests leave empty-handed
Fu Jiayan was silent for a moment, then suddenly choked up, and said sadly: "Yi-mei!! Woooooo, I also want to unilaterally announce that you are my half-sister!!"
Jiang Jiujiu: "Get out, you plagiarized my words!!!"
…
Fu Jiayan seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, cleaning, chopping firewood, feeding the chickens... he couldn't stop at all.
Sitting on the swing, Jiang Jiujiu became angry like a puffer fish again, staring at Xiangyi who was pickling salted duck eggs in the yard, and Shi Sui who was beating her next to her.
Why...why don't you come to coax me...
hateful!
She bit her lip, jumped off the swing, walked up to Xiangyi, and stood still.
"I'm angry! Super angry!"
"I'll give you a chance to coax me, I won't wait until it expires!"
"snort!"