The Almighty Little Chef

Father looked at some familiar faces, his hands trembled uncontrollably, his mouth opened slightly, his eyes slowly turned red, but he kept his eyes wide open and looked at her without blinking, for fear that the person in front of him would disappear in the blink of an eye.

My daughter is a little weird, so what is wrong with this old man, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Xiaojun! I'm dad!" Tears fell to the ground drop by drop, excitedly looking at the daughter who had grown up in front of her.

dad? Looking at the person who was similar to her mother's photo, her daughter hurriedly closed the door.

He clenched his hands into fists, turned around and closed his eyes to cheer himself up, and walked back with a chaotic pace.

"Xiaojun, who is it?" Mom was a little curious.

The daughter smiled reluctantly, "I found the wrong one."

Mother didn't think much of it.

The daughter found an excuse to go back to the room and calm down slowly.

"Good! Card!"

As soon as the director called the card, everyone changed their appearance and returned to normal.

Jiang Xiaofei was somewhat inactive.

She doesn't have a father, although the master treats her like a daughter, teaches her and nurtures her, but the master has his own business to do, plus there are many brothers and sisters.

She has never been able to understand this kind of feeling for her father.

She knew before that this movie was a bit difficult for her, because it was a place she had never dabbled in, whether it was being with her mother, or longing for her father but hating it.

Brother Jin and the acting teacher helped them a lot, and then they slowly found a little feeling.

So some did not come out for a while.

"Little Concubine, how's it going?" Teacher Tian looked at Jiang Xiaofei's appearance, and based on years of experience, she knew that she had just entered the show and did not come out.

"Huh? I'm fine." Jiang Xiaofei said with a smile.

"That's good, you pay attention to adjust it."

"Um!"

Jiang Xiaofei was shooting the movie "The Way Back" in full swing, but Mo Fenghua encountered something.

"What's the matter! "Youth Biography" wasn't discussed well before, what did the director mean?" Mo Fenghua was a little angry when he remembered seeing the producer's face tonight.

The agent followed behind Mo Fenghua, and he has never relaxed. The production of "Fang Hua Chuan" is really not a good thing. We have already discussed it well before. Now I have to regret it and want to open the casting. Deceiving too much!

"Wait a minute, I'll ask, it won't be like this!" The agent comforted Mo Fenghua for a while, then went to the side with the phone.

"Hello Feng Dao, I'm Feng Hua's agent. We didn't have a good conversation before, but now the producer said that the casting will be open, this..." The agent was interrupted by Feng Dao before he could finish speaking.

"I'm only in charge of filming, and I'm not in charge of this matter. Besides, this time the public casting is determined based on the acting skills and the overall quality of the actors. As long as you have the strength, you might as well give it a try. It's also very good for Miss Mo."

Feng Dao directly blocked Mo Fenghua's next words, his eyebrows were a little impatient. He is very busy now, casting and some other preparations are in preparation, there is such a mess of time to listen to him.

"But Feng Dao, before we..." Mo Fenghua's agent took a deep breath, restrained his violent temper, closed his eyes and wanted to talk to the director again.

"I still have something to do, so let's do this first." Feng Dao hung up the phone neatly.