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An Mu's face is quite suitable for playing the role of an innocent little white flower.

"Nanzhi, I said so much, did you hear me?"

Nanzhi turned around, looked at Daju who was about to explode with anger, and said lazily: "I know."

Isn't it just acting? She is the best at it.

When Nanzhi put on her makeup, Daju was shocked again.

Nanzhi's appearance is always bright and beautiful. It stands to reason that she should be very haggard since she has been involved in scandals recently.

But Daju didn't expect that she would become even more beautiful. Her burgundy dance skirt made her look like a fairy among flowers, and everything around her eclipsed her.

Nanzhi walked over on slender burgundy high heels, "Director Wang, I'm ready."

Director Wang, who was communicating with An Mu about the plot, heard the voice and turned around subconsciously, looking at Nanzhi with surprise in his eyes.

Nanzhi looks very beautiful and is very suitable to play Mengtang.

It's just that the acting skills are still a bit poor.

He said: "You and An Mu will discuss the plot. If there is no problem, we will start filming."

"Okay, Director Wang." Nanzhi nodded in greeting and raised his eyes to look at An Mu who was beside Director Wang.

"Hello, Teacher An." Nanzhi smiled and stretched out her hand.

"You're welcome, you don't need to call me teacher, just call me An Mu."

An Mu didn't expect that she would be so polite. He quickly reached out and gently held Nanzhi's hand. She was stunned as soon as she touched Nanzhi's hand.

Nanzhi’s hands are so tender and smooth.

A bit reluctant to let go.

Unlike others who disliked Nazhi, An Mu kept smiling while discussing the plot with Nazhi.

Seeing how serious Nanzhi was, An Mu couldn't help but doubt the rumors outside.

Everyone says that Nanzhi is a vase, but are there any such serious vases?

"Director Wang, we have discussed it and we can start."

After hearing what Nanzhi said, Director Wang quickly screened away the irrelevant people around him.

"Nanzhi, enter."

Director Wang shouted, and Nanzhi stepped on high heels and swayed onto the bar stage.

Mengtang stood on the stage, the surrounding lights dimmed, and poignant music played.

Mengtang looked at the passers-by watching the show in the bar, lowered her eyelashes, sadness flowed through her eyes, but she always had a signature smile on her face.

She held the microphone and sang a song specially written by the crew of "Prison Love".

"lonely night

Who is crying in the wind

Reluctant to turn around and leave

......"

As the song flowed out, everyone was stunned.

Originally, the singing was all dubbed later, and the actors could just sing casually.

But no one expected that Nanzhi could sing so beautifully. They had never heard her sing before.

Everyone looked at this scene dumbfounded.

Director Wang was extremely happy. He had previously thought about dubbing it later, but now that he heard it, he didn't need to dub it at all.

Although Nanzhi's songs cannot surpass those of professional singers, they are enough.

An Mu looked at this scene and couldn't help but whisper to his manager: "Nanzhi is so amazing."

The agent was dissatisfied: "Stop praising her, her acting skills will drag you down sooner or later."

An Mu didn't agree with the agent's words: "But she is really amazing."

She's beautiful and can sing.

Even if it is a vase, it is a powerful vase.

"That day

The dim yellow street lights scattered all over the desolate place

We parted in a quiet long street

If you are willing to look back at me

You can see my face bursting with tears

It broke our hearts

But you never look back

Say goodbye to me cruelly

......"

Mengtang finished singing the song affectionately, thanked the guests, and then returned to the backstage. As soon as she entered, she saw Mengshu.

Meng Shu looked at her with anger: "Sister, why are you here?"

"Mengshu, I..." Mengtang was a little panicked. She was at a loss and wanted to pull Mengshu's hand, but was thrown away.

"Sister, how can you let yourself down like this?"

Mengtang had tears in her eyes, she was really embarrassed to be scolded like this by her own sister.

But at this moment, a man came from behind, glanced at Mengtang with an ambiguous gesture, and finally landed on Mengshu.

The man put his arm around Mengtang's shoulders: "What a pure girl, Mengtang, why don't you introduce me to her?"

Although Mengtang hated the man's approach, she did not dare to push him away.

There was disgust in her eyes, but with a smile on her lips, she took the initiative to hold the man's arm: "Brother Hu, where have you been? Mengtang misses you."

"Really miss me?" The man hooked Mengtang's chin.

Mengtang nodded shyly.

This appearance made Brother Tiger laugh.

While Mengtang was dealing with Brother Hu, he whispered to Mengshu to leave.

Meng Shu looked at this scene, gritted his teeth in anger, and finally stomped away.

After Mengtang was severely tortured by Brother Hu, he threw it on the ground like garbage.

"Now, this is a tip for you." Brother Hu threw the money on her and left without mercy.

Mengtang took the money and huddled in the corner. After holding back tears for a long time, she finally shed them.

"Mengshu, I'm sorry, my sister also wants to be a clean woman, but there is no other way...

There was no way I could go back. "

In the ambiguous room, Mengtang's tears could no longer wash away her dirty body.

She was like a little pitiful person that no one wanted, with her head lowered, not even daring to cry.

The actors outside the play couldn't help but feel worried when they watched this scene.

Director Wang was originally prepared to call for a jam at any time, but after the whole scene, Nanzhi's performance was unexpectedly perfect.

Seeing Nanzhi huddled in the corner crying at the end, Director Wang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Pass!"

Director Wang's excited voice sounded on the set, and everyone slowly turned their attention away from there.

"Nanzhi, you did a good job, keep up the good work."

Director Wang's praise made everyone on the set sigh.

When Nanzhi came out, Daju immediately rushed over and hugged her.

"Nanzhi, you performed so well, you really didn't disappoint me." He said and was about to kiss her.

Nanzhi covered her mouth, "Daju, I know I'm beautiful, but you have to exercise some restraint."

Daju: She knew that this person couldn't live without being narcissistic.

No one present dared to compliment Nanzhi, but An Mu was an exception.

"You acted really well."

Nanzhi smiled back: "Thank you, you're not bad either."

Nanzhi glanced at Daju, and the two turned and left.

As soon as Nanzhi left, An Mu's agent was unhappy.

"An Mu, you don't need to chat with her. If the paparazzi takes a photo, you will be arranged again."

An Mu disagreed: "But I think she is a nice person, very polite, and very beautiful."

After filming, Nanzhi took a few more photos and sent them to Jiang Qingyan.

[I have finished shooting a small plot for now, my eyes are swollen from crying, and I am a little tired. 】

Jiang Qingyan was admiring flowers in the garden when he received the message.

He clicked on the original picture with his fingertips and traced the wet and swollen eyes of the girl inside. For some reason, he lost his mind and the phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to reach out and pick it up, the servant behind him quickly came over and helped him pick it up.

"Young Master."

Looking at the mobile phone handed over by the other party, Jiang Qingyan always had a smile on his lips: "Uncle Jiu, you also think I'm useless, right?"