After being kicked out of the wealthy family, the fake daughter became popular in the entertainment

The crackling sound startled the two people in the backyard.

"Xiaoshan, what's wrong? What happened?"

Wang Liu and the man in a blue gown hurried over.

"Dad, Teacher Wang, there's a thief, don't come over here!"

"Teacher, there is a thief, don't come near."

They both looked up at the same time and said in unison.

Meng Shan lay on the ground in a mess.

Yun Moshu half-knelt, with her right leg against his lower back, making him unable to move. With one hand she held his arms tightly behind his back, and with the other hand she held the broken pieces of the vase across his neck.

Wang Liu stopped and burst out laughing at the scene.

She covered her stomach, tears welling up in her eyes as she smiled, "Xiaoshu, this is my friend's son, let him go."

Not a thief?

Yun Moshu's round eyes widened a little. She looked down, then at the man with a face as dark as ink next to the teacher, and got up from Meng Shan awkwardly.

She patted her dress and reached out to help Meng Shan, who looked aggrieved, up. "Are you okay?"

"Something's wrong. My hands, waist, neck, and everything hurt."

Meng Shan bared his teeth, his whole face twisted in a weird way.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Yun Moshu touched the tip of her nose. She thought the other party was a thief and wanted to strike first, so she attacked a little harder.

"Humph, it hurts everywhere. Does your face hurt?"

Meng Jun, Meng Shan's father, glared at his rookie son fiercely and said, "I told you not to just study hard but also to exercise and have a strong body. Now you look so embarrassed and conspicuous."

"Dad, I'm already like this, and you don't care about me, and you even scold me."

Meng Shan covered his neck with one hand, rubbed his lower back with the other, and pouted in grievance.

Who is he doing this for? It's their personal safety.

It was really a thankless task for him. His sneak attack failed and he was killed instead. It was really embarrassing.

"I think you deserve it."

"You are Mo Shu, right? I am your teacher's best friend, Meng Jun, and this is my good-for-nothing son, Meng Shan."

When Meng Jun turned to look at Yun Moshu, his gloomy face suddenly became as bright as sunshine.

There are many masters among the people. The speed of his emotional transformation can be directly written into textbooks. Yun Moshu was amazed.

"Hello, Uncle Meng."

She stood up straight, looking very well behaved and polite.

Meng Jun's eyes stayed on her for a second longer, and he said to Wang Liu sullenly, "Where did you find such a polite child? She's much better than my cheap son."

"Your son is so outstanding, he will definitely surpass you in the future. Why are you still dissatisfied?"

Wang Liu rolled her eyes at him, then said happily, "But I agree with the first half of your sentence. My apprentice is not only good-looking and polite, but also very talented in acting. The most important advantage is that she cooks delicious food."

"Xiao Shu just happened to be back, so let her show you her skills. The dumplings are so delicious that you'll drool and want to eat more."

"This is not good. Letting Mo Shu go into the kitchen right after she comes back will make her so tired."

"Uncle Meng, I'm not tired at all, and I like cooking. How about you try my cooking today?"

Seeing that he was still struggling, Yun Moshu said, "How about asking Xiaoshan to help me, so that I can save some trouble?"

"Okay, that's settled. Just throw all the dirty work like cooking and washing dishes to him."

This time Meng Jun agreed without any hesitation and pressure.

"Dad, you are really my dad. I don't think you can order me around," Meng Shan said with a bitter face, complaining in a muffled voice that no one else could hear.

No matter how reluctant he looked, when Yun Moshu told him to do something, he just muttered a few words while his hands did not stop moving.

This is probably what is called saying one thing but doing another, Yun Moshu laughed secretly in her heart.

"Hey, Sister Shu, how did you do that just now? Teach me."

Meng Shan took advantage of her free time and came over to her with a shameless face, acting like a bootlicker.

Yun Moshu raised her eyebrows slightly, "You want to learn? As a literary person, don't you always look down on Kung Fu?"

In a short period of time, she had a rough idea of ​​the other party's identity.

The Meng family is famous for their literary creations. Meng Jun has always been at the forefront of the times. He met Wang Liu, who was also a leader in female trends, and they became close friends.

Meng Shan was even more talented in literature, and people around him believed that it was only a matter of time before he surpassed his father.

It’s just that Meng Shan likes reading, but he only likes reading, so he is thin and can be described as a pale-faced scholar who is so weak that he can’t even tie a chicken.

"Sister Yun, the past is gone with the wind. Let's not talk about this anymore, okay?"

Meng Shan begged, he also wanted to save face.

"People say that it is best to correct mistakes once you know them. When I find my shortcomings, I will naturally try to correct them."

He pinched his limp arm and frowned, "You have to have the most basic self-protection ability, so that you don't end up like last time, when I was the one who attacked you but you pinned me down instead."

"This skill was taught to me by Teacher Liu. He said it is more suitable for women. Are you still willing to learn it?"

Liu Zhengwen was either rich or noble, and was often at risk of being targeted by his enemies, so he had good kung fu skills since he was a child.

When they were filming on the set, he noticed that her hands were a little weak during filming. Although the director had no objection, he still trained her personally and taught her some self-protection techniques.

She thought she might need it in the future, so she studied very hard, but she didn't expect to use it so quickly.

"Why wouldn't I be unwilling? As long as I can save my life, what difference does it make between men and women?" Meng Shan said nonchalantly.

You can still save your face if you lose it over a small matter, but when it comes to a matter of life and death, what does it matter if you are embarrassed?

Even if he learned the kung fu that girls practiced and became a laughing stock, he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Okay, if you don't mind, I don't have much to say. I'll teach you a couple of moves after dinner."

One taught seriously and the other learned seriously. The two got along very well and before long, they became friends who could talk about anything.

Moreover, under the guidance of the two teachers, her acting skills improved at a visible pace.

Later, she took on many scripts, but without exception, she did not show her face in any of them. Gradually, a legend about her spread in the circle - the strange female knight.

Weird, in that she only takes on odd roles where her face isn't shown. Heroic, in that some directors can't find artists willing to play odd roles, and she'll take them after understanding the specific circumstances, so she's called the hero who saves them from danger.

When she learned of this title from Meng Shan, she was filled with shame and embarrassment, and was ridiculed by him for a long time.

Life here is very warm. There are friends and teachers. There is little intrigue among the actors. Most of them focus on improving their acting skills. Yun Moshu likes it very much.

In order to stay a little longer, she slowed down her learning speed in the later period, but even so, separation was still around the corner.

......

Xi Shang heard screams and stumbling sounds from the room, and thought she had accidentally fallen, and his dark eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

He was afraid that the other party would be injured and unable to move, so he turned the handle without consent and slowly opened the door.

The bedroom was in full view, but empty.