Nascent Soul boss in the interstellar

"Mingxin?!"

When Mingrui saw Mingxin, she thought she had read it wrong, rubbed her eyes, blinked again, and looked at it several times before she was sure that she was right.

"sister."

Mingxin is so well-behaved.

"Why are you back, the filming is over?"

Ming Ruo ran down from the upstairs, put his hands on Ming Xin's shoulders, looked him up and down, and patted him on the shoulder after looking at him, "Not bad, my body is strong, it seems that I have exercised a lot in filming."

Just lost a lot of weight.

"Of course!" Mingxin nodded, proudly, "I'm also a person with abs now!"

"By the way, where's Dad, where are they?"

Akinshin's gaze moved around, looking for the target.

"Drinking tea in the back garden." Mingrui said nonchalantly.

When people get old, they will feel more and more lonely, and so does Mr. Ming, so Mingrui took time to come back from school on the weekend to accompany the two of them. Ming Wenqing was probably playing chess with Mr. Ming.

"Then I'll go and give them a surprise!" Mingxin walked towards the garden in a desperate manner.

It was also Mingxin's walk, within two steps, Mingrui noticed Nan Nan who was following behind him.

Before Mingxin had been occupying all of Mingrui's sight, Nan Nan walked at the back, trying to reduce her sense of presence, it was normal that Mingxin didn't notice.

"Nan Nan?"

Mingrui continued to rub her eyes and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Nan Nan's appearance here shocked her even more than Ming Xin's sudden return.

"I'm going to stay here for a while, so I might disturb you." Nan Nan greeted Ming Rui politely.

Mingrui smiled brightly: "It's okay, it's okay, you can stay as long as you want."

"I am back!"

Mingxin suddenly appeared in front of them like a kid, and old man Ming was taken aback.

Just as he was about to scold someone who didn't have long eyes and came to disturb them when they were concentrating on playing chess, he found that the person standing in front of them was Mingxin.

"Mingxin? Your kid is back?"

When Mr. Ming saw Mingxin, whom he hadn't seen in several months, he didn't care about his chessboard, and stood up abruptly.

"Yeah, I'm back!"

Mingxin's face was filled with obvious joy.

Seeing Mingxin who had grown up a lot in front of him, Mr. Ming couldn't help but wet his eyes, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Ming Wenqing's reaction was similar to that of Mr. Ming.

"Are you tired from filming? If you are tired, we won't be filming." Mr. Ming looked at Mingxin and found that Mingxin had lost a lot of weight since the last time we met. What is it like?

"It's definitely tiring." Mingxin patted his head, "But I still have to continue filming. Although I'm a little tired, I can do what I want, and I'm very happy now."

Old Master Ming turned his head and wiped his eyes where Mingxin couldn't see, "How long can you stay this time?"

Mingxin was unwilling to give up, and Mr. Ming also respected his decision, so he just couldn't help but feel distressed for a while.

"About five days."

"There will be a new film to be filmed in the future. Although I only play a small supporting role in it, that scene is very important to me. Let alone a small supporting role, I am willing to shoot even a small cannon fodder."

How much Mr. Ming hoped that Mingxin could rely on his family for this kind of matter. Even if Mingxin was willing, why would Ming's family be willing to make Mingxin a petty cannon fodder?But who made this Mingxin's choice?

Ming Wenqing packed up the chessboard and stood up, patted Ming Xin on the shoulder silently.

Mingxin froze for a moment, he was puzzled at first, but the moment he met his father's eyes, the doubts in his heart disappeared.

Although Ming Wenqing didn't say anything, all his emotions were shown in his eyes.

Faced with his father's silence, Mingxin's eyes turned red for some reason, "Dad, I'm back."

Ming Wenqing squirmed his lips: "It's good to be back."

"If you have any difficulties, tell your family, don't carry them alone."

"En!" Mingxin nodded forcefully, very moved.

"Also, the TV series you filmed before was released. I watched it. Except for the bloody story, everything else is good." Ming Wenqing suddenly mentioned Ming Xin's previous TV series. His acting skills were affirmed.

Whether it is encouragement or comfort, neither one is absolutely important.

Mingxin burst into a bright smile, but said: "I also know that the story listens to dog blood, Dad, you should stop reading it."

Ming Wenqing slightly raised his eyebrows, not understanding why his son suddenly said, "Why can't I watch it?"

"Ah," Mingxin rubbed his head in embarrassment, "It's not that I can't read it, it's just...that story is so bloody, I'm too embarrassed to read it myself, Dad, don't force yourself to read it because of me. "

To this day, Mingxin still can't understand why he agreed to shoot that bloody drama that no one would watch, but now that it has been filmed, there is no way to regret it.

Mingxin has always watched the things he photographed.Some things may not be discovered from the perspective of the authorities when filming, but after a period of time, when something is released, it is from the perspective of the viewer.I can find problems that I didn't notice when I was shooting before. Only by frequent introspection can I find out the shortcomings, and I can improve after I find the shortcomings.

But Mingxin didn't watch this drama, so one can imagine the reason, right?

"Actually, I think it's quite interesting." Ming Wenqing's eyes flashed an unclear look, and he couldn't help laughing because he thought of some bloody plot.

It's okay if Ming Wenqing doesn't smile, but Ming Xin will feel even more ashamed when he smiles, and he can't wait to find a hole in the ground to hide himself.

"Huh... Forget it, Dad, you can watch it if you want."

Anyway, the filming is for people to see, no matter how much he escapes from reality, it is useless.

Mingxin lowered his head and said sullenly, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

"Actually, I also think it's interesting to listen to." Suddenly a voice cut in.

Mingxin was stunned for a moment, realizing who the voice was and jumped up in fright. Looking back, it was indeed Nan Nan.

"Dog blood is very magical, isn't it? Although they are all bad routines, some people will watch them."

Innovation is difficult, compared to repeating routines is much easier.Mingxin has just debuted for more than a year. Although his development has been thriving this year, making progress at a speed visible to the naked eye, the real good directors still don't take the initiative to find him. Those people are looking for him in the circle. Famous movie kings, movie queens, and the like.

"Is that so?" Mingxin said bitterly, "Anyway, I don't have the courage to see it."

Nan Nan was amused by Mingxin's sudden darkening of the world, of course, she was gloating: "Everyone has this kind of time, and no one acts in the kind of award-winning movies as soon as they debut, and they all start from the bottom. If you come up step by step, your starting point is already considered high compared to others."

Mingxin rolled his eyes, ran to Nan Nan's side quickly, leaned closer and asked, "Then Nan Nan, have you ever made such a bad movie before?"

Nan Nan's smile stiffened.

"Everyone has that kind of time when they first debuted."

Unless it is really a person with a particularly good opportunity and a background.Like Mingxin, Mingming can use his family's conditions to find a potential drama to shoot and become a hit. As long as he wants, resources will be gathered in large quantities, so there is no need to worry about lack of resources.

But Mingxin did not.

He did not choose to rely on the strength of his family members. Although the starting point was a little higher than those at the bottom, it was not considered cheating, and there were many people with a higher starting point than him.

Obviously, she could take a shortcut, but she still chose to take the step-by-step approach like the present one. This is why Nan Nan appreciates Mingxin.

"You even have Nan Nan?!"

Mingxin was startled, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Nan Nan smiled helplessly, with a faint smile on her lips, and asked Mingxin: "When did you know me?"

When did you know about Nan Nan...

After thinking about it, Mingxin spit out his own answer: "Three years ago."

Nan Nan spread her hands, as if she had expected that Mingxin would answer like this: "But I have debuted for more than three years. In fact, I was discovered by scouts when I was in junior high school. I naively thought that after being discovered by scouts, I would have smooth sailing. become a star, who knows that after entering this circle, he finds that there are too many things that are different from what he imagined."

I debuted when I was in junior high school...

"Isn't that already one by one?"

Mingxin suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his arithmetic ability. At the critical moment, he couldn't count. He couldn't count how many years it was.

The smile on the corners of Nan Nan's lips widened a bit, as if she was amused by Mingxin's embarrassment: "It's been about nine years."

"But I'm still lucky. I remember that the person who participated in the training with me had already given up, because he couldn't wait patiently until the day he made it through."

three years ago.Nan Nan filmed one of his famous works and entered the public's field of vision. Before that, he was just a nobody.

"I'll take a good look when I get back!"

Mingxin didn't know what inspiration he got from Nan Nan's words of encouragement just now, he looked up at Nan Nan with bright pupils, and said seriously.

"Huh?" Wait, he, he didn't want this effect, he just wanted to comfort Mingxin, who would not care about such things as making bad movies, why did he get burned out of nowhere?Although Mingxin's current filming seems a bit embarrassing to himself, it is a really interesting film from the perspective of other people as well as the audience.

"Hmm! I will watch it carefully and try to learn from it!" Mingxin said vowedly, setting a firm goal for his future self.

Nan Nan's lips twitched twice, and she struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "There is no need to refer to those things."

"But I want to see you! I don't know what kind of senior you are." Mingxin was very puzzled, and looked at Nan Nan with blinking eyes, wondering why Nan Nan stopped him.

Nan Nan's smile suddenly became uglier than crying: "Believe me, there is really no need to refer to those things."

Before he became popular, Mingxin was much worse. Mingxin chose to make this film anyway. How could he have the right to choose at that time?It's not bad if people can see you as an unknown junior!

"...Oh." Seeing that Nan Nan really didn't want him to see it, Mingxin finally gave up his crazy idea after a long confrontation.

It just seems to give up on the surface.

"Well, I just want to tell you that now is the time when you need to accumulate experience, no matter what type you are, you should try it."

"okay."

Mingxin nodded obediently.

Old man Ming looked up at Nan Nan, the wrinkles that appeared on his head because of his old age added a bit of majesty to him.

"Are you that Nannan?"

Old Master Ming's scrutinizing gaze was on Nan Nan. Nan Nan didn't like the sight of such a scrutiny, but she didn't show it, and let Old Man Ming scrutinize her.

After a while, Mr. Ming nodded and said, "Not bad. We believe that thanks to you for taking care of us, if you need help from our Ming family, just let us know."

The implication is that the Ming family owes Nan Nan a favor, as long as Nan Nan helps to take care of Mingxin, the Ming family will never stand idly by if something happens to Nan Nan in the future.

"Thank you." Nan Nan bent slightly, and responded politely but not alienated.

It would be great for the Ming family to have an insider take care of Mingxin, and Mr. Ming has lived such an old age, he thinks that he has a good eye for people, and he almost never misses anyone. Will be wrong.

"Okay, what do you want to eat, I'll ask Zixiu to make it for you."

Old man Ming stood up and walked back, talking while walking.

Because of his good cooking skills, Qu Zixiu has become the royal chef of the Ming family. When there is a celebration or a family reunion, he never pretends to be someone else, and Qu Zixiu is in charge of everything.

Qu Zixiu didn't have any complaints either, as a member of the Ming family, cooking something for the family couldn't be easier.

Mentioning Qu Zixiu's culinary skills, Mingxin clicked his tongue unconsciously, but recalling the taste, his saliva couldn't help but flow out. After thinking for a while, Mingxin didn't come up with what he wanted to eat, "Anything is fine, as long as Brother Zixiu did it."

The inability to answer is not because there is really nothing he wants to eat, but because there are too many things he wants to eat, and he wants to eat everything. It is too difficult for him to think about which one to eat.

As long as it's Qu Zixiu's cooking, there's nothing unpalatable!

"Is it because the dishes I cooked today don't suit your appetite? Why don't you eat them?"

Qu Zixiu looked at Ming Xin who was reserved and didn't move his chopsticks very much with some doubts, and he was completely different from Ming Xin who was clamoring that he wanted to eat this and that.

"It's not that I don't like it...it's just..." Mingxin hesitated to speak.

Because the idol is next to him, he has to maintain his image!You can't gobble it up like you usually do.

Nan Nan's eating movements are extremely elegant. Although Nan Nan's background is ordinary, her every move is no different from that of the clan. A simple meal is made by him like a performance, as smooth as art.