The cultivated Omega has become an A

Afraid of disturbing other people's sleep, Cen Yi stepped lightly, but quickly ran to the door in the blink of an eye, complaining softly, "Why is it so late, the children are all asleep."

"It's a little late to finish work."

Shen Wenji hugged him with one hand, lifted the suitcase up the steps with the other, and lowered his voice, "The two of them are here?"

"Well, but Ah Xu went back very early, only Yan Yan was there."

Fu Anyang stood at the kitchen bar with a subtle angle.Only he can see the door, but the lover who is embracing tenderly at the door cannot find him.

——Even if they could see it, those two probably didn't have time to pay attention to the small movements here.

The corridor is the only way to go back to the room, and you will inevitably be seen when you go out.He didn't really want to break the warm atmosphere between the two of them, so he was in a dilemma for a while.

The night was long and silent, and the child fell asleep again.The two of them were not in a hurry to go back to the bedroom, and enjoyed the world of two together at the door.

Cen Yi said softly, "Yan Yan still has an interview tomorrow morning."

"how?"

"So tomorrow's breakfast should be better~"

"understood."

Shen Wenji said, "Is there any reward?"

"..."

The night was too quiet, even the change of breathing sound was ambiguous and obvious.Fu Anyang froze on the spot, blushing to the tips of his ears, his eyes had nowhere to rest, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

The inappropriate time appeared in the inappropriate place, he seemed to be stealing on purpose, and now he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't intend to stay at the door for too long. When they returned to the bedroom, they found him standing stupidly in the kitchen, and asked unexpectedly, "Is Yan Yan still asleep?"

Only then did he come back to his senses, stuttering from nervousness.

"I... I drink, drink water."

Cen Yi chuckled, and reached out to stroke his sleepy hair, "Go to bed early."

Fu Anyang agreed indiscriminately, quickly washed the cup and said good night, lowered his head and rushed back to the room and got into bed.

The heat gradually soared to the whole body.

It took a long time before he revealed his hot face from under the quilt, let out a deep breath, and his heartbeat hadn't returned to a constant speed.

He had never seen his parents kiss.There are very few memories of two people appearing at home at the same time, sitting together and eating a meal with a pleasant face.

It wasn't until he recovered from the cognitive refresh of breaking the dimensional wall that he realized belatedly that this should be what a normal family really looks like.

The family formed because of love is the most basic and important meaning of its existence.

Thinking of this, he was even a little envious of Cen Yuanyuan, and he could better understand what kind of emotion Shen Wenshu said, "When you come to their home, you will wish you were a child of this family".

Shen Wenxu was also very envious.

The breakfast the next day was really rich.Shen Wenji wore an apron and was frying eggs in the kitchen. Cen Yi yawned and poured juice for everyone, "I slept too late yesterday, good boy, don't learn from me."

The scene I encountered last night is still vivid in my memory.After thinking about the cause and effect, meaningless yellow waste flashed through Fu Anyang's mind, and he began to blush early in the morning.

It even aroused Cen Yi's special attention. He put the back of his hand on his forehead to test the temperature, "Did you catch a cold?"

"No... just a little hot."

The child was very angry.Cen Yi nodded in understanding, and turned down the heating by two degrees.

When talking about the interview during the meal, Fu Anyang admitted that he hadn't prepared much, it was just a whim.I thought it would be too childish for an adult, and I should be fully prepared before being taught to do things—like what Chu Qian would say.

Cen Yi seemed to empathize with him, and encouraged him, "It's okay, just try boldly, it will be great if you do it."

"I was a little older than you when I got my first job, but I was about the same age. At that time, I went there without knowing anything. It's interesting to think about it now."

In terms of getting in touch with things other than school in advance, Fu Anyang has never met peers with the same thoughts around him, and he has always relied on himself for interview preparation.

Hearing such words will feel more at ease, and I am also curious about the experience he said, "Did there be a good result later?"

"Yes." Cen Yi said with certainty.

"You must have too."

**

Staying outside on Saturday night, Fu Anyang only said that he would go home on the weekend afternoon, and did not tell Aunt Song about their interview today.He didn't tell Chu Qian either, it would be better to tell her after the results are known.

Early in the morning, Shen Wenxu sent a message to ask him if he wanted someone to accompany him.I asked several times before, but Fu Anyang still refused and insisted on going to the interview alone.

Although I am also nervous, I am even more afraid that I will not let go in front of acquaintances.

He kept saying that he didn't prepare much so he didn't need to care about the result, which was also to imply himself.In fact, it is the age of being competitive, how can I really not care about it, I have come here, of course I still hope to have a good result.

The number of people who came to interview today has decreased by more than half last time.Fu Anyang was in the front row. He was called by his name as soon as he sat down before he was mentally prepared. From the waiting room to the interview room, he walked out of the tragic feeling of the naked exam.

The sister assistant is still the one from last time, she has a good impression of him, and she was amused when she saw the tragic steps, "Don't be nervous, you are very good."

The director of the second interview changed.Fu Anyang intuitively feels that he is much more friendly than the unsmiling seniors before, "I watched the video and video materials of your first test. Fu Anyang, right? Sit first."

He was not in a hurry to watch the performance prepared by the young actor, but chatted for a while first to get a brief understanding of his personal recent situation.

When Fu Anyang honestly said that he got here by himself because of his interest, no assistant, no company, no cram school, and no one to teach him, he showed a hearty smile.

"I actually stumbled into this business by mistake back then." The director said, "Have you considered applying for the Drama Academy? You are only a freshman in high school now, so you have time to prepare well."

"Drama school?"

"Yes. You can learn professional acting skills there. There are many experienced teachers to guide you, and you will improve very quickly."

Fu Anyang's heart skipped a beat, but he replied calmly, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"I'm still not sure if I want to treat acting as a future job. So far, it's just a personal interest, and I don't plan to spend too much time."

"This industry is really not easy to treat. I just fancy your talent. You are indeed a seedling."

The director nodded, not annoyed by his refusal, but showed a little appreciation, "Children who are about your age want to be famous a lot. It's a good thing to be able to think and judge calmly."

"I'm in charge of today's interview, so you don't have to stick to common sense. Have you received a few scripts from your assistant before? You should have been preparing for a long time. But I don't like that kind of exam, so I'll do it again like the initial exam process. It's not interesting either."

With a wave of his hand, the little assistant next to him came to Fu Anyang with a lottery box.

"Today's exam is in the form of a lottery, and the topic of the live performance is randomly determined."

The little assistant explained, "Please draw a lottery in this box and open it, and follow the prompts given above to design a one-man show yourself. You have 3 minutes to analyze the idea and 3 minutes to perform. Arrange the time reasonably."

There was no prior notice of this happening.Fu Anyang was stunned for a moment, and exchanged a clear message with his assistant.

True or false, are you messing with me?

The little assistant sighed helplessly: "Our director is a bit casual."

"..."

This kind of random trial can better reflect the upper limit of an actor's ability.The director looked at him with a smile, "Let's start now?"

Fu Anyang had no choice but to bite the bullet and reach out, grabbing a ball of paper from the box and unfolding it.

"Time: dusk

Location: station

Event: Say goodbye to your crush"