Xia Mian and Mao Huilan went to the kindergarten together to pick up the children.
When they reached the alley entrance, Mao Huizhu suddenly started running, "Dad, Big Sister!"
Xia Mian looked up and saw Mao Zhishan and Mao Huimei walking in front of him, and they were almost home.
Mao Huilan unconsciously quickened her pace, "Dad and the others are back, I wonder how they are doing."
Naturally, it's good, you can tell from the expression.
Mao Huimei had a smile on her face, and the change in Mao Zhishan was particularly obvious. He actually straightened his back and held his head high. Although his expression was not very obvious, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.
In the evening, after Xia Wenyue came back from closing the stall, the whole family sat together, eating while listening to Mao Huimei talk about what happened today.
"The director was very excited to see my dad," Mao Huimei said. "Then he had the makeup artist do my dad's makeup and try on his clothes."
At this point, even the reserved Mao Huimei became excited. "You don't know how handsome Dad looks in that outfit after putting on makeup. Even better than Guo Jing!"
These words may have been filtered by the father, but everyone present believed it, especially Mao Huizhu, whose eyes were shining and full of admiration when she looked at Mao Zhishan.
"The director said he was despairing when he didn't see my dad," Mao Huimei said. "He thought if nothing worked out, he'd just find a female celebrity to play the role."
When she said this, Xia Wenyue and Mao Huilan frowned slightly and looked at Mao Zhishan unconsciously.
The family was a little sensitive about Mao Zhishan's appearance and never spoke about it. Mao Huimei was usually very considerate, so why was she so outspoken today...
Mao Huimei saw their expressions and smiled, "Mom, it's okay. Dad was supposed to play the most beautiful person in the play! Right, Dad!"
Mao Zhishan looked at his wife and daughter who cared about him and gave a shy smile.
When the director, makeup artist and others started discussing his appearance today, he felt a little uncomfortable and regretted coming out.
But when they praised him with admiring words and the makeup artist complained about him wasting his beauty and not taking good care of himself during the fitting, he began to wonder if he was really wrong.
Even the famous TV star was delighted when he saw him. "Director Wang, where did you find such a gem? He looks just like Long Wentian! Amazing!"
After that, several leading actors came to see him, and when he put on the clothes, everyone was happy.
At that moment, he clearly felt that his appearance was actually a gift from God, and so many people were happy to find him.
At that moment, Mao Zhishan's inferiority complex that had accumulated over the years was shattered by these sincere smiles, so much so that he also felt a little joy because of his appearance.
Mao Huimei couldn't help but start talking about the role Mao Zhishan was going to play. "Long Wentian is a hermit master, the one with the highest martial arts skills in the play!"
Mao Huilan and Mao Huizhu were immediately excited, "Hero!"
"Yes, because he is good-looking but not very talkative. He is a legendary hermit who guards the secrets of the entire martial arts world."
"He met the hero when he was framed and fell off a cliff. He then became his master, teaching him unique martial arts. He also appeared when the hero was about to be killed, scaring the bad guys to their knees."
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It's strange that with such poor storytelling skills, the author managed to summarize all the exciting points. Even Xiao Feng enjoyed listening to it.
Xia Mian laughed, "You understand?"
Xiao Feng put his index and middle fingers together and gestured, "Hero!"
Mao Huizhu was a bit more powerful than him and even used a chopstick as a sword, "You bastards, I'll spare your life!"
"What a mess." Mao Huilan laughed, "Did you go to Chenchen's house to watch TV?"
Mao Huimei said, "When we make some money, we'll buy a TV. We can't have no place to watch my dad on TV."
Mao Huilan and Mao Huizhu agreed with both hands and cheered immediately.
Xia Wenyue laughed and said, "It's just luck that I got to act this time. There's no way there's going to be a next time. Is being a star that easy?"
"That's not necessarily true!" Mao Huimei had clearly absorbed a lot today. "The director said that Dad is good-looking, so his acting range might not be very wide, but he's very recognizable. If he finds a suitable role and plays it well, he'll be very outstanding!"
"That famous star also said that if Dad plays the role well, many production crews would want to play Dad's rare role."
"Right, Dad." She said this, and became proud again. "You don't know, I heard someone say something sarcastic about Dad today, saying that just because he's good-looking, he got such a brilliant role for no reason."
Mao Huimei turned to look at Mao Zhishan, "Dad, you heard it too, right? It's that tall, dark-skinned guy who plays the villain."
Mao Zhishan nodded.
Xia Wenyue was surprised by Mao Zhishan's attitude for a moment, but then she became happy again. She picked up a piece of meat for him with her chopsticks and said, "Then when your dad's TV show comes on, we'll buy a TV!"
Mao Huizhu immediately asked, "When will it be broadcast?"
Mao Huimei took out her notebook and said, "Dad hasn't acted yet. He needs some training before he can act. Then, after the director finishes filming, he needs to edit it, submit it for review, and send it to the TV station. It will take at least half a year."
Mao Huizhu immediately showed a disappointed expression.
Mao Huimei said, "Now, we have to correct Dad's posture!"
Xia Mian thought to herself, no wonder Mao Zhishan always held his head high and chest out. She also wondered how he could have changed so much. It turned out that he was asked to correct himself.
"My dad is always hunching over, so the director said he has to hold his head up and chest out, so it looks good in the film. Also, the martial arts instructor asked my dad to stretch, as he'll need it for the fight scenes later."
Mao Huimei said, "Dad will go to the company to practice every day starting tomorrow, but we have to supervise him at home. The teacher taught him a few moves to help improve his posture, and I remember them all!"
Mao Huilan and Mao Huizhu immediately responded positively, "Don't worry, we will supervise it!"
So from that day on, whenever Mao Zhishan lowered his head or hunched his back slightly at home, his daughter would correct him. When he felt uncomfortable, Mao Huilan would also give him a back massage.
He would go to work with Mao Huimei early every morning. Mao Huimei would gradually learn the assistant's job, while he would receive some training in acting and body movements.
Maybe it’s because there aren’t many hot searches or anything like that in this era, the overall atmosphere within the film and television industry is pretty good right now.
Mao Zhishan changes every day. You can tell from his attitude at work that he is very happy. He used to follow Mao Huimei silently, but now he gets ready early and waits for his daughter while muttering to himself.
Mao Huimei smiled and told everyone the reason. It turned out that when the actors who were training together were chatting, they occasionally talked about salary, and Mao Zhishan became motivated.
Xia Mian couldn't help laughing. "Before, my uncle didn't even dare to think about acting in this play, but now he is so confident and has started to have the goal of making money."
Mao Huimei was delighted to see her father's gradual transformation. "Dad said that if he could take on two or three good dramas, our family could buy a courtyard in Yan City!"
Mao Huizhu said innocently, "Let's buy the yard next door. The yard next door is not occupied, so we can still be together."
Xia Wenyue had obviously thought about buying a yard, and had already made some inquiries. "I'm afraid there's nothing suitable around here. Apart from this row, the others are all large compound houses, so I can only buy a single house."
"Forget it, let's just buy the whole yard. A large compound is too troublesome." Mao Huilan said, "In that yard at the end of the alley, people quarrel every day. It gives me a headache just listening to them."
Xia Wenyue obviously thought the same thing, and she teased Mao Zhishan with a smile, "It's okay, it will take your dad a year or two to make enough money, and maybe you'll have it by then."
Xia Mian thought, then it will definitely happen.
Speaking of which, the auction has been over for more than half a month, and it seems that the birthday party of the old man of the Ning family is coming soon, right?
There are many things that you can't help but think about. Just as Xia Mian had this thought, they received an invitation from the Ning family the next day.
Fan Xiuzhi's assistant delivered it personally, and Ning Shaoyun and Ning Shaobai were treated the same as her, an outsider, with one copy each.
At that time, Ning Shaoyun had just found a great teacher for Xiao Feng.
Ning Shaoyun has been in seclusion painting for the past half month, preparing a gift for the old man's birthday. Xia Mian specifically asked Xiao Feng not to disturb her.
However, Xiao Feng's understanding of disturbance was completely different from the disturbance Xia Mian was talking about.
Ever since he knew that the painting at the auction was painted by Ning Shaoyun, he couldn't help but run to watch Ning Shaoyun paint. He didn't disturb Ning Shaoyun while she was painting, but he just lay at the door and watched.
When Ning Shaoyun came out of her concentration, she saw the little guy sticking half of his head out from behind the door and looking at her eagerly. When he saw her see him, he smiled shyly and turned around and ran away happily.
It made her laugh and cry.
In fact, Xiao Feng is a quiet child, and entering the studio will not disturb her. It’s just that when she is concentrating on painting, she doesn’t pay attention to her surroundings, and she is worried that the paint will be eaten by the children.
Later, she couldn't bear Xiao Feng's eager eyes any longer, so she simply put a small cover on him, prepared a brush and ink, demonstrated briefly how to use thick and thin brushstrokes, and then let Xiao Feng do whatever he wanted.
Chenchen was not with him this time. A few days ago, Huo Xuewen came back from Hong Kong and gave him a set of Lego toys. Chenchen has been obsessed with that recently.
However, the two children's differences do not prevent them from staying together and doing their own things.
When Xia Mian came to pick up Xiao Feng, she saw Ning Shaoyun holding a piece of waste rice paper with an excited expression, "Xia Mian, Xiao Feng is really a genius!"
Xia Mian certainly knew this, but she didn't know why Ning Shaoyun suddenly said this.
Ning Shaoyun showed her the rice paper and said, "I just demonstrated it casually without explaining the techniques to him, but he actually drew something meaningful."
"No, his talent must not be buried!" Ning Shaoyun was still waiting for news, but now she became excited, "I'll call my senior brother Zhu right away."
"What are you asking me?" a strong voice came, with a dissatisfied tone, "Do you still remember me, your senior brother?"
Ning Shaoyun was stunned. Aunt Wei had already walked in with a man and said with a smile, "Xiaoyun, look who this is?"
The man was about fifty years old, with slicked back hair, bright eyes, and a long robe that gave him a very artistic look.
"Brother Zhu!" Ning Shaoyun was excited, then a little embarrassed, "You, why are you here?"
"I couldn't wait for you to come find me, so I had to come find you." The visitor snorted coldly, "I've never heard of anyone who couldn't paint after getting married. We were in touch before, so why did you suddenly disappear again?"
At this point, he said with a look of regret, "We finally finished a painting, but you actually put it up for auction. Is the Huo family really short of money? Do they need you to be so impatient to sell paintings to support the family?"
Ning Shaoyun's eyes suddenly turned red. "Brother, I'm sorry. I really feel ashamed of Master's cultivation."
Seeing her like this, Senior Brother Zhu paused for a moment and said helplessly, "Hey, don't cry."
"Okay, okay, you're already a mother, why are you still a crybaby?"
Chenchen hurried over and held Ning Shaoyun's hand, "Mom."
Ning Shaoyun touched his head, wiped his eyes embarrassedly, and explained with some shame, "I know I haven't lived up to my expectations these years, so I thought of taking that painting to find you, thinking that I would avoid being scolded..."
"But I didn't expect that the painting would be secretly taken away shortly after it was completed..."
Speaking of this, Ning Shaoyun could still recall the devastating feeling she had at the time, her voice choking with sobs, "I feel useless, and I dare not contact you..."
Senior Brother Zhu's eyes widened as he angrily asked, "The painting was stolen? Who's so bold?! Tell me, I'll make sure this scum never sees anyone again."
Ning Shaoyun smiled bitterly, "Forget it, they don't understand painting at all."
Senior Brother Zhu frowned, "Is that why it was auctioned off? Do you know who it was sold to?"
Ning Shaoyun saw that he was very angry and said hurriedly, "It's okay, I have taken the picture back, and this will never happen again."
Senior Brother Zhu was slow to react. Ning Shaoyun must have had a rough time these past few years. He sighed and changed the subject, "What about your painting? Let me see how much you've regressed."
Ning Shaoyun turned around and took out a scroll from the sandalwood painting barrel on the wall, carefully placed it on the long table and slowly unfolded it.
Senior Brother Zhu looked at it carefully for a while and said, "It's so-so, not much worse."
As he finished speaking, he noticed a movement beside his legs. Looking down, he saw a little girl standing on tiptoe with her hands on the table, staring at the painting with an expression of amazement.
He couldn't help but laugh, "Little guy, you can understand it."
Xiao Feng then realized that she had unknowingly stood next to a stranger. She was suddenly frightened and quickly ran back to Xia Mian and hugged her legs.
Xia Mian said a little embarrassedly, "Hello, teacher, he is a little timid."
Ning Shaoyun just remembered and hurriedly introduced everyone to each other, "Xia Mian, this is the senior brother Zhu Yuanhai I mentioned to you. He is a professor at the Capital Academy of Fine Arts."
Then he said to Zhu Yuanhai, "This is Xia Mian and Xiao Feng. I said I would call you because I wanted to find a teacher for Xiao Feng."
She said this, picked up the scrap rice paper that Xiao Feng had drawn on before and said, "Brother, you see, Xiao Feng is really a genius. I just drew a few strokes, and he understood it by himself."
Zhu Yuanhai was surprised, "Really?"
He waved towards Xiao Feng, "Come here, little guy."
Xiao Feng seemed to realize something as well. He looked up at Xia Mian and saw encouragement in Xia Mian's eyes. He slowly walked over and called out softly, "Senior Brother Zhu."
Zhu Yuanhai was stunned by the call. Ning Shaoyun reacted and said hurriedly, suppressing her laughter, "Xiao Feng, be good. You can't call me senior brother. You have to call me master."
Zhu Yuanhai pointed at Ning Shaoyun and said, "You know how to take on work for me."
Ning Shaoyun smiled and said, "I will definitely not let you down, brother."
Zhu Yuanhai was in the mood, so he used the pen, ink, paper and inkstone beside him to casually draw a simple ink lotus picture.
Xiao Feng was immediately attracted.
Zhu Yuanhai handed him the brush and asked, "Would you like to try it, little guy?"
Xiao Feng nodded and started painting with the brush. Zhu Yuanhai, who had not taken it seriously at first, suddenly became serious after Xiao Feng drew a few strokes, which made Xia Mian look over nervously.
Xia Mian didn't know much about painting, but when she saw Xiao Feng holding the brush in her little hand, dipping it in water, then in ink, and painting, Xia Mian watched as the clumps of ink piled up together, and slowly, some shadows of lotus flowers appeared.
Zhu Yuanhai suddenly laughed out loud, "Xiao Yun, when it comes to meeting gifts, your painting is definitely not as good as this child's!"
Xiao Feng raised his head, and Zhu Yuanhai's eyes changed. He lovingly reached out and wiped the ink off Xiao Feng's little face, "Little guy, do you like painting?"
Xiao Feng nodded without hesitation, and Zhu Yuanhai was very happy. "Then how about learning painting from me?"
Xiao Feng looked at Xia Mian and Ning Shaoyun. Ning Shaoyun said happily, "Xiao Feng, haven't you always wanted to paint? This is the master that Auntie found for you." Worried that Xiao Feng might call the wrong person like just now, she added, "Call me master quickly."
Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Xia Mian had encouragement in his eyes, he stood facing Zhu Yuanhai obediently.
He raised his two little arms and bowed, and said in a baby voice, "Master, please accept my disciple's greeting." Then he looked at Xia Mian.
Xia Mian was also a little confused, and Chenchen reminded her, "Mom, you have to offer tea when you pay your respects to your master."
Xia Mian finally realized what was going on. She rubbed Xiao Feng's head with a look of confusion and explained to Zhu Yuanhai, "I'm sorry, Professor Zhu, these kids have been playing house like they do on TV lately..."
Ning Shaoyun also knew that Xiaofeng had misunderstood her words. No wonder the child was a little hesitant just now. She couldn't help laughing.
Ever since Mao Huizhu knew that her father was going to be a big star, her passion for TV dramas went beyond just watching them. After watching the dramas every day, she would also act in one to feel satisfied.
A martial arts drama is currently on the air. In kindergarten, there are conflicts among various martial arts sects in the world, and when you return home, it is like the fairy mountain cave of a hermit.
She herself is a hermit master, and Chenchen is also a domineering person at heart, and he definitely cannot be worse than her. So among the three of them, Xiaofeng is the only apprentice, and he is extremely proficient in the process of becoming a disciple.
"No wonder Aunt Wei complained about two missing teacups." Ning Shaoyun said with a smile, "Could it be you guys who did it?"
Chenchen said, "It's in the Hantan Cave in Xianshan Mountain."
Several adults couldn't help laughing. Zhu Yuanhai looked at Xiao Feng's innocent face and felt fond of her. "Xiao Feng, just call me teacher. Got it?"
Xiao Feng said obediently, "Teacher."
"Yeah, good."
Just as the party was getting lively, Aunt Wei came in from outside with a bad expression on her face, followed by a smart-looking young man in a suit.
Ning Shaoyun was puzzled, "What is this?"
Aunt Wei said, "He came from the Ning family's old house and said he wanted to see you in person."
The young man quickly introduced himself, "Hello, Miss Ning. I'm Mr. Fan's assistant, Fan Feng. My grandfather's birthday is next week, and Mr. Fan asked me to deliver the invitation to you."
As he handed over the invitation, Ning Shaoyun laughed sarcastically and said nothing, "Thank you very much. I will definitely go when the time comes."
The assistant smiled, took out another one and said to Xia Mian, "Miss Xia, the old master heard that you saved the young master of the Huo family. He is very grateful to you. Please be sure to come and visit us when the time comes."
Xia Mian took it and said, "It's my honor. I will definitely go."
After all, there was a big show she had been looking forward to for a long time, and she was very curious about what Ning Shaobai was going to do.
After the assistant left, Zhu Yuanhai frowned. "Why did he send you special invitations for your grandfather's birthday? He treats you as a side branch relative? What happened to the Ning family?"
Ning Shaoyun smiled and said, "Nothing. Grandpa said he would announce the Ning family's heir at the birthday banquet and divide up the property at the same time."
"So your younger brother is going to be the head of the family?" Zhu Yuanhai frowned and thought for a long time. "Boss Fan...is that the Fan Xiuzhi that your grandfather insisted on your father marrying?"
Ning Shaoyun nodded, and Zhu Yuanhai couldn't help but shake his head, "They say a daughter-in-law brings three generations of affection. Your grandfather married a bad daughter-in-law."
"The Fan family values money above all else, as if they can do whatever they want. They look down on none of your parents' old friends and are very arrogant."
Having said that, he patted Ning Shaoyun on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'll be there to support you when the time comes!"
Ning Shaoyun smiled happily, as if she had regained the carefree days when she was doted on by her senior brothers. "Thank you, senior brother."
Xia Mian suddenly said, "That person didn't give it to Doctor Ning. Could he have gone to the hospital and delivered it 'personally'?"
Ning Shaoyun couldn't help but smile, "Then he really asked for trouble."
Ning Shaobai is a person who is unwilling to suffer even the slightest loss.
Xia Mian was curious about how Ning Shaobai would deal with the assistant, so she waited for him at the door in the evening.
As it was getting dark, I saw the man still in a white coat strolling back. He called out to the people and asked, "Did you receive the invitation to your grandfather's birthday party?"
Ning Shaobai said, "No."
"Ah? Where is that assistant?" Xia Mian asked in confusion.
Ning Shaobai tilted his head and thought for a moment, "I guess he's still waiting outside the operating room?"
Xia Mian laughed, "You are so mean."
Fan Xiuzhi wanted to intimidate them, so she asked her assistant to deliver the invitations in person.
But the doctor has entered the operating room, so there is no telling when he will come out.
The assistant probably left because he was afraid of missing it, but he didn't know how long he would have to wait. Looking at Ning Shaobai's expression, it was obvious that he had missed it.
Ning Shaobai was quite irritable, and the assistant tried to stop him for three days but failed to find anyone.
When he came in the evening, Ning Shaobai didn't open the door. When he came in the morning, Ning Shaobai had already gone to the hospital. In the hospital, Ning Shaobai was either in a meeting or in the operating room...
Seeing that the birthday party was approaching, the assistant had to ask Xia Mian to pass it on.
Xia Mian held back her laughter and handed the invitation to Ning Shaobai. "Didn't you see how embarrassed that assistant was? If he told Fan Xiuzhi about this, would she be angry?"
Ning Shaobai casually picked up the invitation and took a look at it. "If she gets angry over such a small matter, then she will be furious to death on the birthday banquet, right?"
Haha, as expected, something will happen on that day.
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