Perfect Two

Since it's a treat, why don't the creators go out together.Everyone ate once when the film was started, and after that, it has been in a state of adjustment and adjustment. The whole crew felt a bit chaotic, and no one mentioned the dinner party again.

Fu Zhou went to order a buffet, temporarily pulled a dinner group, and sent the address.Luo Zishu got up from the hospital bed, looked at the phone and started howling: "What should I do! I didn't tell my mother!"

After all, he was still a child, but he was considered a very good child.Cheng Xirong thought about it when he was his age, but he didn't see "Mom and Dad" on his lips.However, Cheng Xirong is very envious of such a child.

Because of the closeness with the parents, there will be such a reaction.This is a proof of happiness.

Cheng Xirong asked Luo Zishu if he should talk to his parents.He struggled for a long time: "My mother should have picked me up on the way, and will be there soon."

"Just add one more person."

Luo Zishu said sincerely: "Then Dad will have nothing to eat. Forget it, I'd better go home... I have to go to class in the evening."

He didn't have classes during the day, and he had to take tutoring classes at night to make up for the lessons in school.After that, there will be homework after class, and the tutor will give him some extended training.Because the path chosen is unusual, it cannot be satisfied with ordinary standards.The premise of his parents agreeing to him to film is that the grades must be improved.

It's quite difficult, at least Cheng Xirong didn't do it back then.Cheng Xirong only managed to make it look not too ugly, it was also a pre-exam surprise, and he made up for it by memorizing the liberal arts with the enthusiasm of being caught.

If Luo Zishu can maintain this positive energy and not go astray, he will definitely be successful in the future.Whether it's in acting or not.The second stage of middle school is the most shaky age. It is not easy for him to maintain such a firm belief and practice it personally.Many adults can't do it, they can't persevere at all, and they can't be cruel enough to push themselves.

Just thinking about it, Luo Zishu yawned again and rubbed his eyes.

Cheng Xirong asked him, "What time does the evening class last?"

"Nine o'clock. But I read the textbook when I was waiting today. It's quite simple. It should be finished 10 minutes earlier."

With such a precise grasp of time, it seems that self-control is also very strong.

Cheng Xirong became more and more fond of this child.When it was time to finish work, Luo Zishu went to change clothes, and Cheng Xirong stood outside the curtain and chatted with him: "So it feels like it's early morning?"

"Occasionally. It's usually eleven o'clock. I do my homework very quickly. I don't write what I know, and I don't write what I don't know." After speaking, he laughed to himself, "The teachers don't read my homework either. I'm going to be an art student in the future, and cultural classes don't matter."

"Are you busy with homework?"

"A little bit. The lessons to memorize are annoying, and I don't have time to memorize them."

Luo Zishu came out from inside and stroked her hair: "By the way, I want to say more. There will be a midterm exam in a while, so I have to ask for a few days off to make a surprise attack. Otherwise, I will be scolded by my mother."

"Okay, you tell Su Minglin in advance."

"Okay! Then I'm going home. If you want to eat something delicious, save some for me!"

In the end, Su Minglin chatted with his mother a few words.As soon as her mother heard that there was a dinner party, she left everyone behind and left by herself, leaving only one sentence: "Come back before eight o'clock, and I will ask the teacher to come over at eight o'clock."

Fu Zhou said that he would send Luo Zishu home.It was probably because Fu Zhou was too silent, and he seemed extraordinarily stable. Luo Zishu's mother trusted him so much that she didn't even say a word.

Cheng Xirong looked at Fu Zhou's long hair and felt that he couldn't keep up with the current aesthetics.

Normally, isn't it weird for men to have long hair?Even Fu Zhou's hair is not very long, but at first glance, he looks different from the men on the street, right?I'm about to hook up with a gangster.

Being handsome is such an advantage?

His face is not natural either...

Cheng Xirong stopped his wild thoughts at the right time, and on the way to the restaurant, he asked Fu Zhou curiously: "Do you have any photos from before?"

The car froze for a moment, startling Luo Zishu who was reading in the back seat: "What's wrong? Did you hit someone?"

Cheng Xirong: "Think too much. Fu Zhou is an old driver, read your book carefully, it's fine."

Luo Zishu laughed: "Driving often, driving fast, running dirty. Brother Nan, you know it very well!"

I know a lot more, but now I don’t have a chance to show it.Cheng Xirong smiled, but remained silent.

Fu Zhou regained his composure, looked at the road, and emphasized very seriously: "I used to be the same as I am now. I am a restoration."

Cheng Xirong was surprised: "How do you know what I think?"

Guess a few more times and get used to guessing... You can get it without guessing in the future.

Fu Zhou didn't speak, and emphasized again: "There are no photos. This is how it looks."

Unable to tease Fu Zhou, Cheng Xirong chatted with Luo Zishu: "You go back to class at [-] o'clock in the evening, what time do you have to go to class?"

"Brother Nan, you are so concerned about my time!"

Cheng Xirong: "...I'm afraid you're too tired."

"I think it's okay! No problem. Have you tried the death line? It means that if there are three hours, I will start doing homework at two hours and four ten minutes. But if there are five hours, I will start at four hours and four ten minutes. start……"

understood.

Cheng Xirong changed the question: "Is there any difficulty in the crew?"

Luo Zishu was keenly aware of the difference, and immediately became vigilant, closed the book and put it on his lap: "Did Brother Lin say something?"

"Why do you think so?"

"You watched my clip at noon, and I saw it. Brother Lin didn't look for me, so I wondered if there was something wrong? If the acting is not good, Brother Lin should come to me directly!"

People are small and ghosts... so smart is not easy to deal with.

Cheng Xirong laughed: "It's not bad. He told me that your performance was outstanding, and let me watch the monitor. It's really good."

Luo Zishu was a little uncertain: "Really? It's not me?"

Cheng Xirong was stunned: "What? What do you mean?"

Luo Zishu was also a little surprised, probably because he didn't expect that he couldn't understand this word.The atmosphere in the car became quiet, awkward for a few seconds.Cheng Xirong looked back at Luo Zishu's expression, and thought that he had revealed something again, should he understand this sentence?

Fu Zhou explained beside him: "It means cheating."

How can a donkey be a liar... Do young people talk like that?

Cheng Xirong coughed dryly: "No, really, you did really well. But you still can't let go."

After hearing the second half of the sentence, Luo Zishu's attention immediately shifted from "Does this guy not surf the Internet?" to the professional field, and asked humbly: "I'm quite open! I don't feel restrained at all."

Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou looked at each other, turned back and smiled, "Don't worry, take your time. It's fine now."

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