Then the prince's robe turned into a somewhat worn and muddy look, looking extremely embarrassed. He simply didn't look like a prince.

That's right, Qiao Chen just wants to behave not like a prince. After all, how can he keep himself clean and tidy when he is bullied every day in a place like the palace?

Xiao Zuo's eyes lit up when he saw Qiao Chen like this, the corners of his mouth curved imperceptibly and he said, "Okay, get ready to start."

Qiao Chen also climbed onto the hard bed, and then recorded: "a."

Everyone around them stopped talking. Qiao Chen's version of Huang Yun was sitting in the corner of the bed, holding his knees with his hands, his head lowered but just enough to allow the camera to capture most of his face.

He moved slowly, rubbed it, and then thought of those people bullying him, his almond-shaped eyes slowly became moist, and then there was a pop, one drop, two drops, three drops.

The crystal tears just fell down, and the thin little body shivered. He wiped the tears unconsciously with his hands, and the mud marks on his face became dirty with the tears.

But he looked even worse, and then his eyes slowly turned red, tears kept flowing, and whimpering, deliberately suppressed cries began to appear in his mouth.

As if he was afraid of being overheard, his dirty little hands were still covering his mouth, and when combined with the torn clothes on his body, it really made people feel sad and distressed.

Everyone watching around felt that Qiao Chen was very pitiful. Then Qiao Chen shook violently, looked out the window with his lips pursed, and then covered his ears in fear.

His body was shaking even more violently, his head was buried a little low, and he looked very frightened. It seemed that the wind was blowing, and Qiao Chen even touched his little arm, which looked a little cold.

Everyone just watched Qiao Chen's performance. Most of the women present felt that if they hadn't known that this was an act, they would have wanted to go forward and hug the poor child to comfort him.

There was a smile on Xiao Zuo's face. Sure enough, this little guy did not disappoint him and performed really well. Even he couldn't find anything to say in this paragraph.

However, the next second he was startled by Qiao Chen's voice: "Hey, is that enough? I haven't even shouted a word after playing for a long time. You're wasting my tears."

It turned out that it was Qiao Chen who lowered his head and waited for Xiao Zuo to call out, but after a long time without any sound, he became impatient and stood up directly to shout.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Qiao Chen in disbelief. Qiao Chen had already walked down and wiped his face clean with the wet towel prepared by Rosie.

Xiao Zuo was speechless and twitched the corner of his mouth. This bastard is good at everything, but sometimes he is not as cute as a child at all. He looks so good-looking in vain.

Rossi quickly said: "Director Xiao, no one among us should have any objections to our Xiaochen playing this role."

He knew very well that Qiao Chen won without a doubt. He was very shocked when he saw Qiao Chen's performance, how powerful a seven-year-old child's comprehension ability must be.

Director Xiao coughed lightly: "Okay, let Qiao Chen take on the role of Huang Yun in his youth in this script. Okay, let's all leave."

Ning Xiner was very unwilling. She felt that the only difference between Ning Jie's performance and Qiao Chen's was that Ning Jie didn't shed tears, and Qiao Chen's clothes were just a coincidence.

Ning Jie can still act in that outfit, and the effect will definitely be better than Qiao Chen. Therefore, Ning Xiner is an unreasonable woman.

"Director Xiao, how can we determine the final result after just one competition? We should have more competitions. Ning Jie was a little nervous just now and didn't come back. It will definitely be possible now."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around him felt speechless. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ning Jie was not as good as Qiao Chen and was in a bad state?

Ning Jie is two years older than Qiao Chen, doesn't it mean he has received professional training?

Under such circumstances, if Qiao Chen's performance was so wonderful, what else could be the reason for Ning Jie's own poor condition?

Obviously, Xiao Zuo thought the same way and was extremely disgusted with Ning Xiner who was talking nonsense, doubting his professionalism and delaying his progress.

"Ms. Ning, if you don't want this drama to continue, just ask the top management of Jinding to negotiate the contract. I, Xiao Zuo, have not filmed many dramas, but they are all good. There is no need for others to tell me what to do!"

This was an unceremonious slap in the face. The rest of the people carefully looked at Ning Xiner's extremely ugly face and quietly walked away to do their own things.

Qiao Chen was not afraid of this beautiful snake at all. He circled around twice and said, "Hey, Rosie, do you see? The consequences of thinking you are getting something are like this. It really affects the aesthetics."

Rossi wiped his sweat and said that he felt that Ning Xiner's face was ferocious, so he quickly hugged Qiao Chen over: "Xiao Chen, I have prepared delicious freshly squeezed juice for you, let's go."

Qiao Chen pursed his lips and hummed softly to show his cooperation and not object. Hey, every time he saw the beautiful snake squirming, he felt comfortable all over his body.

Xie Yichen watched the entire process of his son's performance filmed by Rossi in the hospital. He squinted his eyes and was very satisfied. He knew how his son could be bad?

Qiao Anhe opened his mouth in surprise when he saw it: "Is this... is this the play Xiao Chen performed in the afternoon?"

Xie Yichen nodded: "Yes, how do you feel?"

Qiao Anhe's reaction was to pat his chest: "I was scared to death. I thought Xiaochen was bullied by someone. She cried so miserably that I almost felt heartbroken."

Xie Yichen smiled even more happily. His wife's words directly affirmed her son's acting skills in disguise. She touched her chin and said, "An He, don't you think our son is very suitable for the entertainment industry?"

Qiao Anhe was stunned and guessed: "What do you mean?"

Xie Yichen said directly: "I plan to let Xiaochen enter the acting career without delaying his studies and become a star like me."

Without waiting for Qiao Anhe to say anything, Xie Yichen immediately started to analyze: "You just saw that Xiao Chen is very talented in acting. Even Director Xiao, who has always been strict, was impressed. Xiao Chen is only seven years old now and has such achievements. It speaks volumes.

Yes, he will definitely go further than me in the future."

"And what's rare is that Xiao Chen likes filming very much. Dreams and hobbies in this life are the best path to success and teachers, right? We shouldn't bury Xiao Chen's talent."

Qiao Anhe was shaken in her heart. She knew her son's love for acting better than anyone else, so she had no choice but to relent and said, "It's okay as long as it doesn't delay study."

Xie Yichen smiled, hey, it's not easy to impress a stubborn little wife, and waved to Xiao Chen behind the door.

Qiao Chen immediately jumped out and said happily: "Mommy, that's great, you finally agreed."

Qiao Anhe finally realized that he had fallen into the trap of the father and son, but he was so good-tempered that he could only smile helplessly without saying anything.
Chapter completed!