When Taozi Baby heard this, her eyes widened immediately, and then she pouted: “Chen Xian, you are such a delicate person…how can you play a scumbag?”
Both the father in the play and her father in real life are scumbags.
In Taozi Baby's heart, those who are as calm and delicate as porcelain should play handsome roles.
"Then what should I play?" Shen Xian asked.
Aunt Mo took over the conversation at the right time: "Your image is suitable for playing a young man, so you can play Su Yue's husband Li Zhaoting."
Shen Xian thought for a moment and said, "Then I need to practice more. Coloratura is not about speaking with a pinched throat. There are many details about vocalization."
Mo Wei nodded: "Then next, you should write the script first and then rehearse."
Shen Xian nodded
Nanzhou Garden.
Zhou Wan got up very early and made breakfast for Qingqing.
Qingqing frowned and couldn't eat, so she asked, "I want to eat what daddy cooks."
Zhou Wan paused for a moment while eating porridge with his right hand, and then he sighed.
During this month, Chen Xian completely disappeared from her sight and could not be found no matter how hard she tried.
She felt lost, but his shadow became clearer in her mind.
Recalling the past scenes, she found that she was indeed ashamed of Chen Xian.
During the time he spent with Chen Xian, he always gave without regrets and without asking for anything in return.
Even though he didn't know that Qingqing was his biological daughter, he still treated Qingqing very well.
She thought of Qi Zhengqing and Meng Yanzhou again. Both of these men were extremely outstanding and came from good family backgrounds.
But the first purpose of being with yourself is to sleep with yourself.
From this point of view, Shen Xian is much better than them.
In other words, in her heart, Shen Xian was already the perfect answer.
With his own strength, Chen Xian made Zhou Wan feel that all men were inferior to him.
But, this man who gave his all to her without regrets, who was devoted to her, who was willing to give up his self-esteem to ask for reconciliation but was rejected by her, was lost by her.
She knew that Chen Xian was sensitive and had a strong sense of self-esteem. He must have used up all his strength to get back together with her that night, right?
"He came with sincerity and courage, and he is not the one who should be regretful."
"It's me."
There was a hint of sadness in Zhou Wan's almond-shaped eyes.
Any regrets?
I'm sorry.
If I had known that would happen that night, I would have let him in and had a good talk.
Do you regret it?
I regret it very much.
That night, Chen Xian was also ready to explain to me, but I didn't listen.
People who are stubborn usually lose a lot.
She took it.
People who are soft-hearted usually allow themselves to be wronged.
He took it.
As I thought about it, tears began to fall into the bowl like beads that had broken off the string.
She lowered her head and wiped silently.
The phone suddenly rang, she stood up, took out a tissue, and wiped her cheeks and nose randomly.
"Grandpa's 90th birthday is coming up soon. Aren't you planning to come back?" A deep voice came from the other end of the line. "You haven't been back for three years. I wouldn't blame you for not coming back on Grandpa's birthdays in the past, but this time is different. This is his 90th birthday."
Zhou Wan sobbed and hummed: "I'm back."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while: "Are you crying?"
"No." Zhou Wan suppressed her tears.
"Please bring the child back with you. I will soon retire and I will help you take care of the child then," said the father.
Zhou Wan asked, "But the news two days ago said that you were just elected as the chairman of the National Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and you were promoted to the ministerial level."
"When you are old enough, you should die." My father said, "I won't say anything else. Grandpa is also thinking about you."
Zhou Wan hummed: "I understand, I will bring Qingqing back."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Xingjian sat in the office, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and frowned.
He is not only the chairman of the All-China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, but also a member of the 18th, 19th and 20th Cabinet. He is also a famous writer, winner of the Lu Xun Literature Prize, nominee of the last Nobel Prize in Literature, and has served as president of the Chinese Poetry Association and the Drama Association.
His pen name is well-known in China, Xue Shuai!
The National Drama Association, Film Association, Poetry Association and so on are all under the jurisdiction of the National Federation of Literary and Art Circles.
The National Federation of Literary and Art Circles is under the administrative management of Guining.
Zhou Wan's mother is a politician, working in the Ministry of Education. There is no need to say much about the value of this department.
And what about his father Zhou Yanshi?
He worked as a professor at Haicheng Drama Academy, then joined the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. He devoted his life to the development of opera and later retired from the Ministry of Culture.
The Zhou family can be described as a true scholarly family.
So when Zhou Wan started her career through live streaming, although the Zhou family had different opinions, they did not oppose it too much.
Literature and art, culture and art are inseparable.
Now many members of the Zhou family are dedicated to the research and promotion of Peking Opera, Yue Opera, Kunqu Opera, Huangmei Opera and Henan Opera.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Wan called Ning Cai: "Cai Cai, I'm going back to Kyoto next week, are you going back?"
"Is your grandfather's birthday coming up?" Ning Cai had obviously received the news a long time ago. "I'm going back too."
The birthday celebration of the old man of the Zhou family is not the same as the birthday celebration of the old lady of the Lin family.
Although Zhou Yanshi repeatedly asked people to keep things low-key and simple, many people still went back.
There is no way. My son Zhou Xingjian has been promoted this time and holds the power of life and death in the industry. Even though the four giants are cunning, they will have to make changes as soon as a document comes down from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.
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