Xia Mian and Mao Huilan went to the kindergarten together to pick up the children.
When they reached the alley entrance, Mao Huizhu suddenly ran, "Dad, big sister!"
Xia Mian looked up and saw Mao Zhishan and Mao Huimei walking in front of her, and they were almost home.
Mao Huilan unconsciously quickened her pace, "Dad and the others are back, I wonder how they are doing."
Of course it's good, you can tell from the expression.
Mao Huimei had a smile on her face. Mao Zhishan's change was particularly obvious. He actually straightened his back and raised his head. Although his expression was not very obvious, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.
In the evening, after Xia Wenyue came back from closing the stall, the whole family sat together, eating while listening to Mao Huimei talk about what happened today.
"The director was very excited to see my dad," Mao Huimei said, "and then he asked the makeup artist to put makeup on my dad and try on his clothes."
At this point, even the reserved Mao Huimei became excited, "You don't know how good Dad looks when he puts on that dress after putting on makeup. He looks better than Guo Jing!"
His words may have been filtered through the filter of his biological father, but everyone present believed it, especially Mao Huizhu, whose eyes sparkled and her face was full of admiration when she looked at Mao Zhishan.
"The director said that he was desperate when he didn't see my dad," Mao Huimei said. "He thought if it didn't work out, he would just find a female star to play the role."
When she said this, Xia Wenyue and Mao Huilan frowned slightly and glanced at Mao Zhishan unconsciously.
The family members were a little sensitive about Mao Zhishan's appearance and never talked about it. Mao Huimei was usually very considerate, so why was she so outspoken today...
Mao Huimei saw their expressions and said with a smile, "Mom, it's okay. Dad is supposed to play the most beautiful person in the play! Right, Dad!"
Mao Zhishan looked at his wife and daughter who cared about him and gave a shy smile.
When the director and makeup artist and others started discussing his appearance today, he felt a little uncomfortable and regretted coming out.
But when they praised him with admiring tones, and the makeup artist complained about him wasting his beauty and not taking good care of himself during the makeup trial, he began to doubt whether he was really wrong;
Even the big star who was often seen on TV was very happy when he saw him, "Director Wang, where did you find such a treasure? It's exactly like Long Wentian! It's amazing!"
Afterwards, several leading actors came to see him, and when he put on the clothes, everyone was happy.
At that moment, he clearly felt that his appearance was actually a gift from God, and so many people were happy to find him.
At that moment, Mao Zhishan's inferiority complex that had accumulated over the years was knocked down by these sincere smiles, so that he even felt a little happy because of his appearance.
Mao Huimei couldn't help but start talking about the role that Mao Zhishan was going to play. "Long Wentian is a hermit master, the one with the highest martial arts skills in the play!"
Mao Huilan and Mao Huizhu were immediately excited, "Hero!"
"Yes, because he is good-looking but not very talkative. He is a legendary hermit who guards the secrets of the entire martial arts world."
"He met the male protagonist when he was framed and fell off a cliff. He then became his master and taught him unique martial arts. He also appeared when the male protagonist was about to be killed, scaring the bad guys to their knees."
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It's strange that even with such a poor storytelling level, he managed to summarize all the exciting points. Even Xiao Feng enjoyed listening to it.
Xia Mian laughed, "You understand?"
Xiao Feng put his index and middle fingers together and gestured, "Hero!"
Mao Huizhu was a little more powerful than him, and even used a chopstick as a sword, "You bastards, I will spare your life!"
"What a mess." Mao Huilan laughed, "Did you go to Chenchen's house to watch TV?"
Mao Huimei said, "When we make some money, we'll buy a TV. We can't have nowhere to go when my dad appears on TV."
Mao Huilan and Mao Huizhu agreed with both hands and cheered immediately.
Xia Wenyue laughed and said, "It's just luck that I can act once. There's no next time. Is it that easy to be a star?"
"That's not necessarily true!" Mao Huimei had obviously absorbed a lot of things today. "The director said that Dad is good-looking, so his acting range may not be very wide, but he is very recognizable. Once he finds a suitable role, he will be very outstanding if he plays it well!"
"That famous star also said that if Dad plays well, many crews would want to play him because of his rare image."
"Right, Dad." She said this with a proud look, "You don't know, today I heard someone say something sour about Dad, saying that just because he's good-looking, he can get such a brilliant role for no reason."
Mao Huimei turned to Mao Zhishan and said, "Dad, you heard it, right? It's the tall and dark guy who played the villain."
Mao Zhishan nodded.
Xia Wenyue was surprised at Mao Zhishan's attitude for a moment, then became happy. She picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and said, "Then when the TV show starring your father is broadcast, we will buy a TV!"
Mao Huizhu immediately asked, "When will it be broadcast?"
Mao Huimei took out a small notebook and said, "Dad hasn't acted yet. He needs training for a while before he can act. Then after the director finishes filming, he needs to edit the film, send it to the reviewer, send it to the TV station, etc. It will take at least half a year."
Mao Huizhu immediately showed a disappointed expression.
Mao Huimei said, "Now, we have to correct Dad's posture!"
Xia Mian thought, no wonder Mao Zhishan kept his head and chest out. She also wondered how he could have changed so much. It turned out that he was corrected by the request.
"My dad always hunches his back and lowers his head, which is not good. The director said that he must keep his head up and chest out, so that the film will look good. Also, the martial arts instructor asked my dad to stretch his muscles, so he can do it when filming fighting scenes in the future."
Mao Huimei said, "Dad will go to the company to practice every day starting tomorrow, but we will supervise him at home. The teacher taught him a few moves to help improve his posture, and I remember them all!"
Mao Huilan and Mao Huizhu responded immediately, "Don't worry, we will supervise it!"
So after that day, whenever Mao Zhishan lowered his head or hunched his back at home, his daughter would correct him. Whenever he felt uncomfortable, Mao Huilan would massage his back.
He would go to work with Mao Huimei early every morning. Mao Huimei would gradually learn the job of an assistant, while he would receive some training on acting and body movements.
Perhaps it’s because there aren’t many hot search trends in this era, the overall atmosphere within the film and television industry is still pretty good.
Mao Zhishan changes every day. You can tell from his attitude at work that he is very happy. In the past, he would silently follow Mao Huimei to work, but now he gets ready early and waits for his daughter while muttering to himself.
Mao Huimei smiled and told everyone the reason. It turned out that when the actors who were training together were chatting, they occasionally talked about salary, and Mao Zhishan became motivated.
Xia Mian couldn't help laughing. "Before, my uncle didn't even dare to think about acting in a play, but now he is so confident and has started to have the goal of making money."
Mao Huimei watched her father's transformation with her own eyes and was very happy. "Dad said that if I can get two or three good plays, our family can buy a yard in Yan City!"
Mao Huizhu said naively, "Let's just buy the yard next door. The yard next door is not occupied, so we can still be together."
Xia Wenyue had obviously thought about buying a yard, and had inquired about it a long time ago. "I'm afraid there's nothing suitable nearby. Except for the first row of houses, the others are all large and sparsely populated areas. I can only buy a single house."
"Forget it, let's just buy the whole yard. A large compound is too troublesome." Mao Huilan said, "In the yard at the end of the alley, people quarrel every day. It gives me a headache just listening to them."
Xia Wenyue obviously thought the same thing, and she joked with Mao Zhishan, "It's okay, it will take your dad a year or two to make enough money, and maybe you'll have it by then."
Xia Mian thought, then it will definitely happen.
Speaking of which, it’s been more than half a month since the auction. It seems that the birthday party of the old man of the Ning family is coming soon, right
There are many things that you can't help but think about. Just as Xia Mian had a thought, they received an invitation from the Ning family the next day.
Fan Xiuzhi's assistant delivered it personally, and Ning Shaoyun and Ning Shaobai were treated the same as her, an outsider, with one copy each.
At that time, Ning Shaoyun had just found Xiao Feng a great teacher.
Ning Shaoyun has been secluded in painting for more than half a month, preparing a gift for the old man's birthday. Xia Mian specifically asked Xiaofeng not to disturb her.
However, Xiao Feng's understanding of disturbance was completely different from the disturbance Xia Mian was talking about.
Ever since he knew that the painting at the auction was painted by Ning Shaoyun, he couldn't help but run to watch Ning Shaoyun paint. He didn't disturb Ning Shaoyun while she was painting, but he just lay at the door and watched.
When Ning Shaoyun came out of her concentration, she saw the little guy sticking half of his head out from behind the door and looking at her eagerly. When he saw her, he smiled shyly and turned around and ran away happily.
It made her laugh and cry.
In fact, Xiao Feng is a quiet child. She can't be disturbed by being in the studio. It's just that when she is concentrating on painting, she doesn't pay attention to her surroundings and she is worried that the paint will be swallowed by the children.
Later, she couldn't stand Xiao Feng's eager eyes any more, so she simply put a small cover on him, prepared a brush and ink, demonstrated briefly how to use thick and thin brushes and ink, and then let Xiao Feng do whatever he wanted.
This time Chenchen was not together. A few days ago, Huo Xuewen came back from Hong Kong City and gave him a set of Lego toys. Chenchen has been obsessed with that.
However, the fact that the two children have similar differences does not prevent them from staying together and doing their own things.
When Xia Mian came to pick up Xiao Feng, she saw Ning Shaoyun holding a piece of waste rice paper with an excited expression, "Xia Mian, Xiao Feng is really a genius!"
Of course Xia Mian knew a little bit about this, but she didn't know why Ning Shaoyun suddenly said this.
Ning Shaoyun held the rice paper and showed it to her. "I just demonstrated it casually once. I didn't even tell him the technique, but he actually drew something meaningful."
"No, his talent must not be buried!" Ning Shaoyun was waiting for news before, but suddenly became excited, "I will call my senior brother Zhu right away."
"What are you asking me?" A full-throated voice came, with a dissatisfied tone, "Do you still remember my senior brother?"
Ning Shaoyun was stunned. Aunt Wei had already opened the door with a man. She said with a smile, "Xiaoyun, who is that?"
The man was about fifty years old, with slicked back hair, bright eyes, and a long robe that looked very much like an artist.
"Brother Zhu!" Ning Shaoyun was excited, then a little ashamed, "Why are you here?"
"I can't wait for you to come find me, so I have to come find you." The visitor snorted coldly, "I have never heard of anyone who can no longer paint after getting married. We were in touch before, why did you suddenly disappear?"
At this point, he said with a look of regret, "It's so hard to finish a painting, but you actually put it up for auction. Is the Huo family so short of money? Do you need to be so impatient to sell paintings to support the family?"
Ning Shaoyun's eyes suddenly turned red, "Brother, I'm sorry, I really feel ashamed of Master's cultivation."
Seeing her like this, Senior Brother Zhu paused for a moment and said at a loss, "Hey, don't cry."
"Okay, okay, you're already a mother, why are you still a crybaby?"
Chenchen hurried over and held Ning Shaoyun's hand, "Mom."
Ning Shaoyun touched his head, wiped his eyes embarrassedly, and explained with some shame, "I know I haven't lived up to my expectations in recent years, so I thought of taking the painting to find you, thinking that I would be scolded less..."
"But I didn't expect that the painting would be secretly taken away soon after it was completed..."
Speaking of this, Ning Shaoyun could still recall the devastating feeling she had at the time, and her voice choked with sobs, "I feel useless, and I dare not contact you..."
Senior Brother Zhu's eyes widened and he said angrily, "The painting was stolen? Who has the guts to do that?! Tell me, I will make sure that scum will never be able to see anyone again."
Ning Shaoyun smiled bitterly, "Forget it, they don't understand painting at all."
Senior Brother Zhu frowned, "So that's why it was auctioned off? Do you know who it was sold to?"
Ning Shaoyun saw that he was very angry, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, I have taken the picture back, and this kind of thing will not happen again in the future."
Senior Brother Zhu was also slow to react. Ning Shaoyun must have not had a good life in recent years. He sighed and changed the subject, "Where's the painting? I don't think you have regressed much?"
Ning Shaoyun turned around and took out a scroll from the sandalwood painting barrel on the wall, carefully placed it on the long table and slowly unfolded it.
Senior Brother Zhu looked at it carefully for a while and said, "It's so-so, it hasn't regressed too much."
After he finished speaking, he noticed a movement beside his legs. He looked down and saw a little girl standing on tiptoe with her hands on the table, staring at the painting with a look of amazement.
He couldn't help but laugh, "Little guy, you can understand it."
Xiao Feng then realized that he had unknowingly stood next to a stranger. He was immediately frightened and quickly ran back to Xia Mian and hugged her legs.
Xia Mian said a little embarrassedly, "Hello, teacher, he is a little timid."
Ning Shaoyun just remembered and hurriedly introduced everyone to each other, "Xia Mian, that's Brother Zhu Yuanhai that I mentioned to you. He's a professor at the Capital Academy of Fine Arts."
He said to Zhu Yuanhai, "It's Xia Mian and Xiao Feng. I said before that I wanted to call you because I wanted to find a teacher for Xiao Feng."
At this point, she picked up the scrap rice paper that Xiao Feng had drawn on and said, "Brother, you see, Xiao Feng is really a genius. I just drew two strokes and he understood it by himself."
Zhu Yuanhai was surprised, "Really?"
He waved towards Xiao Feng, "Come here, little guy."
Xiao Feng seemed to realize something as well. He looked up and glanced at Xia Mian. Seeing Xia Mian's encouraging look, he slowly walked over and called out softly, "Senior Brother Zhu."
Zhu Yuanhai was stunned for a moment. Ning Shaoyun reacted and said hurriedly, holding back her laughter, "Xiao Feng, you can't call me senior brother. Call me master."
Zhu Yuanhai pointed at Ning Shaoyun and said, "You are good at taking on tasks for me."
Ning Shaoyun smiled and said, "I will definitely not let you down, brother."
Zhu Yuanhai was in a good mood, so he used the pen, ink, paper and inkstone beside him to casually draw a simple ink lotus picture.
Xiao Feng was immediately attracted.
Zhu Yuanhai handed him the brush and said, "Would you like to try it, little guy?"
Xiao Feng nodded and started painting with the brush. Zhu Yuanhai, who had not taken it seriously at first, suddenly became serious after Xiao Feng drew a few strokes, which made Xia Mian move nervously.
Xia Mian didn't know much about painting, but when she saw Xiao Feng holding the brush in her small hand and dipping it in water, then ink, and painting, Xia Mian watched as clumps of ink piled up together, and slowly, some shadows of lotus flowers appeared.
Zhu Yuanhai suddenly laughed out loud, "Xiao Yun, speaking of a meeting gift, your painting is definitely not as good as a child's!"
Xiao Feng raised his head, and Zhu Yuanhai's eyes changed. He lovingly reached out and wiped the ink off his little face, "Little guy, do you like painting?"
Xiao Feng nodded without hesitation, and Zhu Yuanhai was very happy. "Then how about learning painting from me in the future?"
Xiao Feng looked at Xia Mian and Ning Shaoyun. Ning Shaoyun said happily, "Xiao Feng, haven't you always wanted to paint? This is the master that Auntie is looking for you." She was worried that Xiao Feng might call the wrong person like before, so she added, "Call me master quickly."
Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, and seeing Xia Mian's encouraging eyes, he stood obediently facing Zhu Yuanhai.
He raised his two little arms and bowed, and said in a baby voice, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings." Then he turned to Xia Mian.
Xia Mian was a little confused, and Chenchen reminded her, "Mom, pay your respects to the master and offer tea."
Xia Mian finally realized what was going on. She rubbed Xiao Feng's head with a smile and explained to Zhu Yuanhai, "I'm sorry, Professor Zhu, a few children have been imitating the TV show "playing house"..."
Ning Shaoyun also knew that Xiaofeng had misunderstood her words. No wonder the child was a little hesitant just now. She couldn't help laughing.
Ever since Mao Huizhu knew that her father was going to be a big star, her passion for TV dramas went beyond just watching them. After watching the TV dramas every day, she would also like to act in them to satisfy her desire.
A martial arts drama is currently on the air. The kindergarten is about the conflicts among various martial arts sects, while when returning home, it is about the immortal caves and mountains where the hermits live.
She herself is a hermit master, and Chenchen is a domineering person at heart, so he cannot be worse than her. Therefore, among the three of them, Xiaofeng is the only apprentice, and he is extremely proficient in the process of becoming a disciple.
"No wonder Aunt Wei complained about how two teacups were broken out of nowhere." Ning Shaoyun said with a smile, "Could it be you guys who did it?"
Chenchen said, "It's in the Hantan Cave in Xianshan Mountain."
Several adults couldn't help laughing. Zhu Yuanhai looked at Xiao Feng's innocent face and felt fond of her. "Xiao Feng, just call me teacher. Got it?"
Xiao Feng said obediently, "Teacher."
"Yeah, good boy."
Just when the party was getting lively, Aunt Wei came in from outside with a bad expression on her face, followed by a smart-looking young man in a suit.
Ning Shaoyun was puzzled, "Really?"
Aunt Wei said, "He came from the Ning family's old house and said he wanted to see you in person."
The young man quickly introduced himself, "Hello, Miss Ning. I am Mr. Fan's assistant, Fan Feng. My grandfather's birthday is coming up next week, and Mr. Fan asked me to deliver the invitation to you."
As he handed over the invitation, Ning Shaoyun laughed sarcastically and said nothing, "Thank you very much. I will definitely go when the time comes."
The assistant smiled, took out another one and said to Xia Mian, "Miss Xia, the old master heard that you saved the young master of the Huo family. He is very grateful to you. Please be sure to come when the time comes."
Xia Mian took it and said, "It's my honor. I will definitely go."
After all, there was a big show that she had been looking forward to for a long time, and she was very curious about what Ning Shaobai was going to do.
After the assistant left, Zhu Yuanhai frowned, "Why did your grandfather send you special invitations for his birthday? He treats you as a side branch relative? What happened to the Ning family?"
Ning Shaoyun smiled and said, "Nothing. Grandpa said that he would announce the successor of the Ning family at the birthday banquet and divide up the property at the same time."
"So your younger brother is now the head of the family?" Zhu Yuanhai frowned and thought for a long time, "Boss Fan... is that the Fan Xiuzhi that your grandfather insisted your father marry?"
Ning Shaoyun nodded, and Zhu Yuanhai couldn't help but shake his head, "It's said that a daughter-in-law brings three generations, but your grandfather married a bad daughter-in-law."
"The Fan family puts money first, as if they can do whatever they want with money. They look down on all your parents' old friends and are very arrogant."
At this point, he patted Ning Shaoyun on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will support you when the time comes!"
Ning Shaoyun smiled happily, as if she had found back the carefree days when she was doted on by her senior brothers. "Thank you, senior brother."
Xia Mian suddenly said, "That person didn't give it to Doctor Ning. Could he have gone to the hospital to deliver it 'personally'?"
Ning Shaoyun couldn't help but smile, "Then he is really asking for trouble."
Ning Shaobai is a person who won't suffer even the slightest loss.
Xia Mian was curious about how Ning Shaobai would deal with the assistant, so she waited for him at the door in the evening.
When it was getting dark, I saw the man still in a white coat coming back leisurely. He stopped me and asked, "Did you receive the invitation to your grandfather's birthday party?"
Ning Shaobai said, "No."
"Ah? Where is the assistant?" Xia Mian asked puzzledly.
Ning Shaobai tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Maybe he's still waiting outside the operating room?"
Xia Mian laughed, "You are so mean."
Fan Xiuzhi tried to show them her power by requiring her assistant to deliver the invitations in person.
But the doctor has already left the operating room, so I don’t know when I’ll be able to come out.
The assistant probably left for fear of missing out, and waited for an unknown amount of time. But seeing Ning Shaobai's condition, the other party had obviously missed it.
Ning Shaobai was quite irritable, and the assistant tried to stop him for three days but failed to find anyone.
When he came at night, Ning Shaobai didn't open the door. When he came in the morning, Ning Shaobai had already gone to the hospital. In the hospital, Ning Shaobai was either in a meeting or in the operating room...
Seeing that the birthday party was approaching, the assistant had to ask Xia Mian to pass it on.
Xia Mian held back her laughter and handed the invitation to Ning Shaobai, "Didn't you see how embarrassed that assistant was? He must have told Fan Xiuzhi about it. I wonder if Fan Xiuzhi will be angry."
Ning Shaobai casually picked up the invitation and looked at it. "If she gets angry over such a small matter, then she will be so angry that she will die eight hundred times on the birthday banquet, right?"
Haha, as expected, something will happen on that day.