He Is Warmer Than Time

Mrs. Fu was a little surprised: "Huh? Did you also take part in the performance? Why didn't I notice you?"

Wen Huihui's heart was dripping blood. It wasn't because of a certain **** that most of her roles were cut off in one sentence. She seemed to be aggrieved: "I was originally playing the heroine, and the role of Feng Baoer was about the same. Later... …The director said that the filming was overdue, so he cut off some scenes."

She did not dare to bluntly attribute the mistake to Song Ran. After all, she could clearly feel Mrs. Fu's love for Song Ran.

Mrs. Fu was surprised and said, "Oh, by the way, Weiwei, I don't know where you went to university yet."

Wen Huihui dripped two more drops of blood in her heart. It was because of that bitch. She could have said that she belonged to the Haicheng Drama Academy in a fair and honest manner. After all, she was a domestic art academy, so she said that she had a lot of light on her face.

But...

She whispered: "I'm studying in Haiyuan."

Mrs. Fu seemed to be searching for what Haiyuan was in her mind, and then asked again: "Hai... Haiyuan?"

Wen Huihui said pitifully: "Well, it's not a good school. Mom, would you dislike me?"

Mrs. Fu always doesn't like the weak, she likes good people, whether she is in power, or she is in such a good nature, people who cringe can never get her eyes.

Unfortunately, her biological daughter was in front of her, so she hurriedly said: "Mothers don't dislike ugliness. There is no mother who dislikes her children."

Wen Huihui said again: "I could have been admitted to the Shanghai City Theatre Academy, and I got my score."

Mrs. Fu was surprised: "Then...Why didn't you get it later?"

Wen Huihui's expression was lamentable. It was the kind of self-pity, self-pity, and self-pity that Mrs. Fu didn't like. She aggrieved: "Because some people couldn't understand me, they reported my plagiarism, and the people from the Education Bureau re-marked the test papers and deducted them again. After a few minutes, I missed the Haicheng Drama Academy."

Mrs. Fu frowned slightly: "Why did the man do that?"

"Because... She doesn't like me, she doesn't want me to go to the best drama school in the country."

Mrs. Fu didn't ask much, but said: "In this case, you should prove that your strength is gold, and it will shine everywhere."

Wen Huihui couldn't believe it. Has her mother ever underestimated the grievances suffered by her daughter who had been separated for fifteen years? Don’t you ask who the culprit is?

Wen Huihui really doesn't understand what the big people are thinking. The big people can learn from her a few words what she is going to say next. These little things, um, are naturally trivial things in their eyes, and they disdain it. .

After dinner, Wen Huihui couldn't help stopping Mrs. Fu again and whispered: "Mom, I have something to tell you."

Mrs. Fu smiled slightly and said, "Well, just tell me."

Wen Huihui said: "Actually, Song Ran and I know each other."

Mrs. Fu nodded: "Well, that is natural. You have made a TV series together, so naturally you know each other."

"I met before filming, we are classmates."

Mrs. Fu didn't have any particularly big mood swings, she just said lightly: "Really?"

Wen Huihui continued: "That... the thing that re-marked my test paper was done by Song Ran. I don't know why she did it. I have never offended her. Maybe I just don't want me to play in Shanghai."