The drama director of Meng Yanchen's Fireworks on Earth

"Manman, what are you talking about!" Meng Yanchen looked at Shen Man pretending to be angry, "Hey little girl, where did you get all these ideas? Do you want me to tell my mother?"

Shen Man made a face, took Muzi and left.

Meng Yanchen looked at his sister's leaving figure, shook his head helplessly, then closed the door and continued to do his own thing.

Shen Man and Muzi on the other side were having a great time. This was a rare time for Shen Man to indulge in it.

"Manman, you've been here for a while, it's time to think about what to study." Fu Wenying took out the interest class she had chosen for Shen Man.

Painting, dancing, chess... there are so many.

Shen Man looked through it, only a few of them interested him, until he saw the drama.

Drama...

This is what I have been learning, and I have never given up, nor do I plan to give up.

"Mom, I want to learn drama!" Shen Man blinked his big eyes and pointed to the drama column on the paper with his short fingers. "I like this, I want to learn this, and I plan to be a drama director in the future."

Fu Wenying raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure? Drama is not easy, and if you give up in the future, mom will be angry."

But Shen Man said that he could persist and that he really liked it, so Fu Wenying agreed.

Looking through the form of interest classes in his hand, Fu Wenying thought for a moment and said: "Drama is okay, but we have to choose a few others. Let's appreciate them together with screenwriters. You don't have to be proficient in the rest, but at least you have to know how to do it."

Shen Man looked at the interest classes selected by Fu Wenying, there were six or seven scattered here and there, and she suddenly frowned. However, she understood Fu Wenying's good intentions and agreed, but it would be a little harder and she would be a small volume. King, kill your opponents and teammates!

Adhering to this idea, Shen Man began a long road of learning, but part of it may be the same as Meng Yanchen, so the two often ate and went together, and their relationship became closer.

A year passed in the blink of an eye, and Shen Man's talent in drama gradually emerged. This year he was going to be promoted, and everyone had to arrange a drama performance. Shen Man, who was able to do it with ease, won the first place and returned excitedly with his prize. Home.

"Mommy mommy……"

Shen Man shouted at the door, making the people in the house think that something unexpected had happened, and they came out in a hurry.

"Manman, how many times have I told you that girls can't shout and should pay attention to their manners." Seeing that her daughter was okay, Fu Wenying began to lecture her, but Shen Man let her go after being coquettish.

Shen Man walked away with Fu Wenying on his arm, followed by Meng Yanchen who had calmed down and entered the room. He handed over the prize and certificate. Shen Man said proudly: "Mom, look, this is my certificate. Look at it quickly." look."

Fu Wenying knew her daughter's talent, but she was still surprised that she got good results for her first time. Her brows stretched, a happy look hung between her brows, and she pursed her lips lightly, fearing to show the smile on her lips.

"Yes, I have lived up to your hard work during this period of study. I will continue to guard against arrogance and impatience in the future." Fu Wenying said habitually, "If there is anything you don't understand, speak up in time."

Meng Yanchen was afraid that his sister would be hit, so he looked up and never thought that the girl in front of him was not discouraged by his mother's words, but instead smiled brighter and nodded repeatedly.

Shen Man understood what Meng Yanchen meant, but after spending so long with Fu Wenying, he fully understood that this mother was a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person. Even if she was dissatisfied with her child's choice, she would always agree to it in the end.

"Mom, don't worry. I understand what you said. I'll keep the certificate for my mother!" Shen Man held Fu Wenying's arm and leaned against Fu Wenying, her hair gently brushing Fu Wenying's body. neck, "Mom, let my brother take me out to eat today. I want to eat hot pot."

Fu Wenying, who felt unhealthy and wanted to refuse, looked at her daughter's helpless look and reluctantly agreed, but she still let her go after some warnings.

Outside the house, Shen Man took Meng Yanchen's hand and got into the car. He took out something from his bag and handed it to Meng Yanchen, saying, "This is for my brother. See if you like it."

Fumbling for the pocket trophy in his hand, Meng Yanchen didn't know how to react for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at the trophy, chuckled and said he liked it.

Shen Man smiled happily and generously said that all the trophies he received in the future could be given to his brother. After all, this way his brother could understand what an outstanding sister he had.

Meng Yanchen, who couldn't laugh or cry, rubbed Shen Man's head in retaliation, messing up his hair. Looking at the furious Shen Man, Meng Yanchen nimbly dodged Shen Man's hand.

After the meal, the two of them walked along the roadside, enjoying the breeze while eating, and rarely relaxing themselves.

"Brother, what are your plans for the future?" Shen Man understood Meng Yanchen's future responsibilities, but he couldn't bear that the young man in front of him was so tired when he was a teenager.

Meng Yanchen pushed up his glasses slightly and said, "I don't have any plans. I'll just continue walking along the path arranged by my family."

It's not that Meng Yanchen doesn't like things. He likes creatures and kittens. However, because of the Guokun Group, he can only give up on creatures. Because of his mother's mysophobia, he can only give up, so the whole person actually doesn't have much interest. Preferences.

"Actually, it's not that you can't have your own preferences, but these preferences should be based on when you can control the situation." Shen Man rarely offered advice, "But dear Hakimi, I still have a way to help you realize it. "

Meng Yanchen looked at Shen Man suspiciously. After all, everyone he knew knew about his mother's mysophobia, so he still expressed doubts about Shen Man's words.

But Shen Man looked like a mountain man with a clever plan. Before Meng Yanchen could react, he pulled Meng Yanchen and ran forward.

The two of them ran around and made noise like this for a while. It was really getting late, and if they didn't go back, their mother would call to urge them, so the two of them went home.

As soon as the car stopped, Shen Man jumped out of the car lightly and walked in side by side with Meng Yanchen.

Within two steps, they heard the sound of a car behind them. They turned around and saw that it was their father Meng Huaijin's car. So the two of them stood here waiting for their father, planning to go home with him.

Meng Huaijin's brows in the car were serious, but she still softly comforted the child beside her, for fear that the other person would feel uncomfortable.

"Why are you here?" Meng Huaijin didn't expect to see his son and daughter outside so late, and they seemed to be waiting for her. "What's the matter? Is it possible that you two were punished by your mother?"

Meng Huaijin joked that after all, his wife's temper had gotten better and better since Shen Man came back, so there was no question of punishing people at all.

"Dad, can't you hope for us to be better!" Shen Man muttered dissatisfiedly, "Aren't you afraid that I will secretly tell mom that you are saying bad things about her behind her back?"

Shen Man looked at Meng Huaijin with a wicked smile and pretended to be whispering to Meng Yanchen, but everyone present could hear what he said.