Bang.

Bang bang.

Every word was like a drumbeat, hitting Fu Jiayan's heart.

The girl's eyes were clear and her tone was firm, and every word she said gave him strong conviction.

You are you...

You are you...

Fu Jiayan fell into deep thought.

In front of the screen, Fu Jiayan’s fans also came to their senses.

yes.

The character of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is actually not likable.

It was Fu Jiayan's interpretation that shaped the soul of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

They cried for him, rejoiced for him, were angry for him, and suffered for him.

"It's always the actor who makes the role." Xiang Yi said seriously, "You are the Crown Prince, but you are also the actor Fu Jiayan."

Fans:!!!

——【Ahhh, she is so good at talking! 】

——[Xiang Yi is really a girl with a strong sense of self, so rare]

——【Yimei, please publish a book soon! If you can talk, please talk more!!】

…

The confusion in Fu Jiayan's eyes slowly dissipated at this moment.

All along, the team has asked him to create his own persona and maintain popularity.

He himself was also very anxious, feeling that he was confined to the role of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and could not get out of it.

He has acted in several dramas in the past two years, but the roles he played later on did not seem as outstanding in comparison with his previous works.

The pressure from the outside world made Fu Jiayan more and more anxious.

Is it because I am not good enough?

Is it true that I reached the peak as soon as I debuted?

Is it me who can only play that one classic role in this life? !

At the most extreme point, he even felt self-loathing.

Fu Jiayan even agreed with what others said, that he was lucky and it was the role that made him successful.

But now, Xiangyi's words suddenly made him sober.

Fu Jiayan was so moved that his eyes filled with tears: "Yimei, you are so kind! You are my life mentor and guiding light!"

He wanted to hold Xiangyi's hand, but was ruthlessly pushed away by Jiang Jiujiu.

"Ah, bah, don't try to take advantage of Yi Yi!"

Fu Jiayan sniffed and asked sincerely: "Yimei, do you have anything else to say to me?"

What Xiangyi said must be profound insights and wise words! He wanted to write it all down in his little notebook! !

The next second——

Xiang Yi asked calmly, "When you leave, do you want to take a can of salted duck eggs with you?"

Fu Jiayan:?

"The duck eggs this time are big and all have double yolks. After being pickled, the golden yolks will ooze oil when poked..."

Fu Jiayan: ???

"Don't like it? How about a jar of kimchi? I pickled cabbage, radish, and beans, and also made soybean paste and chili sauce. There are also many kinds of jams. You can take your time to choose."

For the program team, Fu Jiayan and others are guests.

But for Xiangyi, these were all guests coming to her home, how could she let them leave empty-handed?

Fu Jiayan was silent for a moment, then suddenly choked up and said sadly, "Yi-sister--!! Woo woo woo, I also want to unilaterally announce that you are my half-sister!!"

Ginger Wine: "Get lost, you plagiarized my words!!!"

…

Fu Jiayan was like a chicken with its blood pumped up. He cleaned, chopped wood, fed the chickens... he couldn't stop at all.

Jiang Jiujiu sat on the swing, looking as angry as a puffer fish. She stared at Xiangyi who was pickling duck eggs in the yard, and Shi Sui who was helping her.

Why...why don't you come to comfort me...

hateful!

She bit her lip, jumped off the swing, walked in front of Xiangyi and stood still.

"I'm angry! Super angry!"

"I'll give you a chance to coax me, but it won't last!"

"snort!"