Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Chapter 26
After hanging up the phone, Shu Wan received the script.

She clicked on it and looked at it, and she probably understood that acting in TV dramas in the modern population is similar to the dramas of the previous life, but the modern shooting and recording methods are much more advanced.

Shu Wan has a strong memory, and can memorize all the lines by simply scanning it once.

The rest of the time, she spent thinking about how to call "acting well."

Shu Wan has never been in the acting industry, but Shu Wan knows another kind of "acting".

In her previous life, Shu Wan was not only the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, but also the imperial concubine, General Shu on the battlefield, and also a famous adviser and military adviser all over the world.

In that era when women were not allowed to cross the border at all, Shu Wan has learned how to live with a "mask" since as long as she can remember.

If she doesn't want people to pry into her emotions, then no one will know what is in her heart.

At its root, it is nothing more than "acting" yourself into another person, blending in naturally, which is similar to modern acting.

The role that Shu Wan was going to audition for was somewhat similar to Shu Wan's identity in her previous life.

She is also the concubine's daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she is also the most beautiful woman in the world, and she is equally talented.

The difference is that this character fell in love with the male protagonist in the early stage, and couldn't ask for the male protagonist, so he went on the road of blackening.

In order to prevent the relationship between the heroine and the heroine, this character designed to snatch the hero's soldiers and horses and seize the hero's city. In the end, he was about to ascend the throne, but he was defeated by the heroine's aura and was assassinated carelessly.

If you remove the plot of falling in love with the hero and being killed in the end, Shu Wan still likes the character of this character.

Once you understand the characters, it's not difficult to play them well.

Shu Wan thought about the specific details, and when it was evening, she closed the script, feeling that there should be no problem.

"Young madam, the person you ordered to pick up the young master has already picked him up." Seeing that Shu Wan no longer read the script, the housekeeper stepped forward to talk to her.

"Did he make a fuss?"

"The young master lost his temper a lot." The housekeeper smiled awkwardly, "But the bodyguards still brought him back."

"Well, let's get ready to eat."

"Ok."

As soon as the food was ready, Fu Yang came back.

He was furious, the silver hair on his head was disheveled by the wind, revealing a pair of eyes that were extraordinarily bright because of his anger.

He slammed his schoolbag on the table, and the water cup and books were scattered all over the floor, "Uncle Wang, didn't I tell you many times, don't let the bodyguards announce that I am from the Fu family?"

So far, Fu Yang's classmates only know that his family has some money, but they don't know that he is from Fu's family.

He didn't want others to know either.

After school today, Fu Yang originally wanted to go out to have a good meal with his brothers, but when he arrived at the school gate, he saw a group of bodyguards guarding there.

When Fu Yang asked them to come back, they lined up and opened their mouths to say Young Master Fu.

With that posture, if Fu Yang didn't go with them, they would dare to make a mess at the school gate.

He can't afford to lose this man.

So Fu Yang came back, with the resentment of being hungry for a day.

Of course he knew that Shu Wan must have instigated this matter behind his back, but he couldn't beat Shu Wan, and he couldn't beat Shu Wan, so he had to find someone to vent his anger on.

The housekeeper could also tell that he was the one who was the one to blame, he laughed, "Oh, I was careless and didn't explain to them well, young master, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention next time."

Fu Yang snorted coldly, glanced at the food on the table, "Why are you cooking so bland again today?"

That is to say, but after being hungry all day, Fu Yang doesn't care so much about whether the food is spicy or not.

I even feel that the faint fragrance is enough to attract the appetite.

Fu Yang sat down at the table, and without waiting for Shu Wan, he picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the rice.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but today's food seems to be more delicious.

Fu Yang was very hungry, and he was eating quickly, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shu Wan sitting in front of him and eating slowly. Out of some inexplicable competitive psychology, Fu Yang also slowed down.

As long as it's Shu Wan's favorite dish, Fu Yang doesn't touch it at all. For Shu Wan's unmoving dishes, Fu Yang picks up chopsticks instead.

Shu Wan naturally noticed his small thoughts, she finished her meal slowly, and when Fu Yang was about to put down the chopsticks, she told the servant, "Take this bitter gourd pork ribs soup away, I won't drink this, don't serve it next time."

Hearing this, Fu Yang raised his head immediately, "Why withdraw? I like to drink, so give me a bowl."

The servant gave Fu Yang a bowl. Fu Yang just picked up the spoon when he remembered something.

He suddenly smiled at Shu Wan, the earrings hidden in his hair were shining brightly, he had an inconspicuous canine tooth, which could only be seen when he smiled, adding a bit of youthful cuteness to his originally delicate face.

"Bitter melon to relieve the fire, stepmother should also drink more."

With that said, Fu Yang stood up, filled a big bowl for Shu Wan himself, and put it in front of her.

Shu Wan's eyes paused slightly on the bitter gourd soup, her brows frowned, and it happened to fall into Fu Yang's eyes, and Fu Yang smiled even more.

"Come on, let's have a drink together." Fu Yang sat back, "In case Fu Siyu says I'm rude again, see how nice I am, and I'll serve you soup."

With that said, Fu Yang picked up the bowl and raised it towards Shu Wan.

Shu Wan hesitated for a moment, but finally picked up the spoon and drank the soup one mouthful at a time.

Seeing Shu Wan's slightly frowning brows, Fu Yang's anger finally subsided a little.

Although he never liked to eat bitter gourd, but seeing that Shu Wan didn't like it and insisted on drinking it, Fu Yang instantly felt that the bitter gourd soup was not so bitter anymore.

He raised his head and drank half of the bowl in one gulp. After all, he hated eating bitter melon the most, and he could shorten the time that bitter melon stayed in his mouth as short as possible.

However, after half a bowl of soup, Fu Yang was a little surprised.

It seems that it is not as dark as he imagined.

There is even a hint of sweetness and an unknown fragrance.

strangeness.

Fu Yang slowed down and took a sip this time. Sure enough, it was really not bitter.

Although it is not as appetizing as spicy food, it is not unappetizing at all.

After Fu Yang finished his soup, he praised the kitchen with satisfaction, "Today's dish is not bad, it's better than before."

"Then I would like to thank you, Young Madam." It was too late for Shu Wan to stop her, and the butler immediately followed up with Fu Yang's words, "Young Madam asked someone to put some herbs in the dish, which changed the taste, and the effect was very good. Young Master, do you think it is delicious too?"

"." Fu Yang turned his head to look at Shu Wan, snorted lightly, and continued to speak stubbornly, "Can't you hear me being sarcastic? It's unpalatable, so let me just say, why is it getting more and more unpalatable? If it does like this, just fire them all."

The butler didn't answer, but silently glanced at the rice cooker, at least half of it was eaten by Fu Yang.

Fu Yang naturally noticed the look in the housekeeper's eyes, and he also glanced at the obviously empty rice cooker, thinking of the three bowls of rice he ate just now.

He coughed lightly and put down his chopsticks, "Do you think I eat so much because it's delicious? I'm young and still growing. I can eat a big pot even if I'm not hungry. Of course you old people don't understand."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yang turned around and walked upstairs.

That back view, that posture, is quite free and easy and confident.

If only those red ears weren't so obvious.

(End of this chapter)