The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Just like that, Fang Qingqing and Ye Dameijiangjiangniang...

Ah no!

After studying acting seriously for two days, every cell in her body was finally willing to cooperate with her performance.

Ye Qingyu watched Fang Qingqing's last performance with satisfaction and smiled softly:

"With your current acting skills, you should have no problem passing Chen Mingkai's level."

Her beautiful eyes are full of appreciation.

When Fang Qingqing heard this, she was so happy!

"Really? Do you think I can perform the sadness of a dead lover now?"

"Then do I still need to find someone to fall in love with..."

"Ahem... I mean, although I have a husband now, we have a relationship, so it's hard to find a husband to fall in love with, right?"

"Actually, I've been quite melancholy these past two days. With my current situation, it's not easy to find a boyfriend. I don't have much experience in love..."

Ye Qingyu:...

Ye Qingyu withdrew a set of appreciation.

Fang Qingqing's words became more and more outrageous, and Ye Qingyu's eyes gradually became blurred as she looked at her.

It was as if he was looking elsewhere through her.

She came to give Fang Qingqing acting lessons not because of the high remuneration, nor because she succumbed to the Star King's call.

She came here because of Fang Qingqing's recent arrogant remarks on the Internet. She thought that there was finally someone alive in the entertainment industry. She thought Fang Qingqing was very interesting and wanted to meet him.

And the most important thing is because of what the famous director Chen Mingkai said:

"She is the most promising actress I have seen in recent years, a new generation of swordsmen with a bright future!"

That was Chen Mingkai, a great talent who became famous at a young age and was arrogant.

The last time he praised someone like this was ten years ago.

She wanted to see what the person he admired would look like ten years later.

Fang Qingqing bent over and lay on the back of the sofa, circling the leather sofa with her slender fingers, and talked coquettishly for a long time. She noticed that Ye Qingyu's eyes gradually became distracted, and she was looking at herself blankly, so she quickly stopped the car.

She leaned forward and waved her hand in front of Ye Qingyu's eyes.

"Teacher Ye, did I scare you?"

Being weak is just a personal image of myself, but Teacher Ye Qingyu is really soft, the kind of beauty who can be shaken by a breeze like dew in the morning.

Ye Qingrou was immersed in memories of the past when she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing across her face. When she focused her eyes, she saw Fang Qingqing's face with her big eyes flashing, infinitely magnified.

"Cough cough..."

She took two steps back suddenly, putting distance between the two of them.

"Qingqing, this is the end of our acting class. I wish you a bright future."

Fang Qingqing caught a glimpse of the moisture in her beautiful eyes when she said this...

Did she really scare the acting teacher to tears?

"Teacher Ye, no, I think I still have a lot to learn. Don't back down. Shall we continue tomorrow?"

Fang Qingqing is actually quite lonely...

No! The most important thing is that she is diligent and studious, and increasingly feels that the acting class is full of mysteries, and she wants to continue exploring.

Ye Qingyu lowered her eyes and smiled, returning to her usual gentleness and tranquility:

"I have nothing more to teach you. You are very good. Just like Director Chen Mingkai said, you will have a bright future."

This time, Fang Qingqing was stunned.

"Beautiful women don't lie to beautiful women. Is everything you say true?"

Ye Qingyu smiled softly, smoothed her frown, and nodded to answer her affirmatively.

"Ok!"

"I'm leaving first. Fang Qingqing, come on!"

After saying goodbye, Ye Qingyu picked up the bag on the sofa, turned around and walked out.

After reacting, Fang Qingqing hurriedly chased after her:

"Teacher Ye, don't leave, don't leave, Teacher Ye, what will I do without you, Teacher Ye..."

Ye Qingyu had already gotten into the white Bentley parked at the door, and the car slowly drove out of the Villa.

When the servants saw Ye Qingyu leaving, they all came out to see him off.

Fang Qingqing was chasing the car in front, and they were chasing Fang Qingqing from behind. One or two of them frowned, and finally grabbed her, and they all tried to persuade her:

"Madam, stop chasing me. Stop chasing me. It will be disrespectful to chase you any further."

The arrival of teacher Ye Qingyu brought a visual feast to everyone in the past two days, and everyone felt that beauty should be like this!

Look at my wife again. Even if she is naturally beautiful, she cannot withstand such indulgence——

They look unkempt every day and have a plain face every day. If they dress up properly, their wives will definitely continue the visual feast for their eyes.

Feng's mother pulled Fang Qingqing and said: "Madam, I saw that door-to-door beauty and skin care is very popular on the Internet recently. I heard that female celebrities do this. How about I call one for you too?"

Cuifen, who is responsible for taking care of the flowers and plants in the garden, joined in at this time:

"Madam, I have recently developed several spices. Take them with you or put them in the cloakroom. They will definitely make you lively..."

Fang Qingqing was just about to say that liveliness and fragrance are not for that purpose, when she saw the chef walking over with a spoon in his hand and an excited look on his face.

"I just got the secret beauty recipe that my master's master developed for the Empress Dowager Cixi. Madam, from now on, we will make the same recipe for you every day. Try one every day, and we will definitely find the one that makes you radiant."

Fang Qingqing:......

Fang Qingqing was confused. Do they want to treat her as a guinea pig?

"Madam, we are all doing this for your own good!"

Seeing Fang Qingqing's doubts, everyone said in unison.

"Thank you, thank you. I haven't looked like this for a day or two. What are you doing one by one..."

Fang Qingqing covered her face and ran away from their crowd.

The housekeeper shouted to her pretty back: "Madam, that's not what you mean. You are already very beautiful, but there is no end to the beauty of a female star..."

Fang Qingqing didn't care about this. She wanted to go back and practice the sad eyes of her dead lover.

Sure enough, after several days of training by Ye Qingrou, her eyes became much clearer.

Just a few minutes into practice, I received a concerned call from He Dafa.

"Qingqing, you've been working very hard in acting classes lately. No matter how hard you work, you should take a break...Well, it's the weekend soon, so remember to participate in the children's variety show!"

Only then did Fang Qingqing remember that she still had another business to attend to.

But she has been obsessed with acting recently and no longer wants to go to that show where there are so many sexy tricks.

"Boss, I'm going to act in a movie directed by a famous director. Teacher Ye said that I have a bright future. Well...can I not participate in such a show that is so heartless?"

Fang Qingqing asked gently and politely.

Soon, He Dafa's roar came from the phone:

"You've only climbed a few steps, and you feel like you can fly, right? Where would you be without a baby!"

Fang Qingqing's ears were ringing and she silently took the phone away - it turns out that agents are not the only people in the world who can yell.

And the boss!

Reluctantly, she finally heard He Dafa say that Wazong's salary had been increased from the original two hundred thousand to two million.

She hung up the phone and started packing the luggage for tomorrow.

Outside the Villa, a luxury car slid in quietly.

Fang Qingqing was taking acting classes these two days, and Yun Yan consciously took over the job of picking up Xiao Yunsheng from school.

One big and one small got out of the luxury car.

Xiao Yunsheng has not seen her stepmother for a day and misses her very much!

So it runs very fast.

Yun Yan walked lightly on the garden path with long legs, carrying Yun Sheng's small schoolbag in one hand, and twisting the Buddhist beads in the other hand to follow him. With a smile in his world-weary eyes, he gently warned:

"Slower."

The driver did not drive the car directly into the basement. Instead, he took out two extra-large high-tech suitcases from the trunk, one for each hand, and followed him in with a particularly joyful gesture. villa.