Before the words fell, he couldn't wait to get into the driver's seat.

Wen churan thought it was fun and turned back to the small foreign building with a smile.

Looking at the little fried dough sticks, she couldn't help thinking of her youth.

That's not a good memory.

Ignored by his biological father, oppressed and bullied by stepmother and half sister.

The only thing that supports her and makes her smile every day is the heart that she looks forward to adulthood and that Mo will marry her back to Sheng's house!

Young, everything is beautiful.

When I grow up, I understand that all the beauty is revealed, which is a bloody reality.

Too cruel!

The nanny car stopped, and everyone surrounded the small milk can and took him into the crew.

Before shooting, the director booed the little milk can for warmth.

For example, ask him whether he is tired, sleepy, hungry, and whether he wants to eat.

The mouth of the small milk can was filled with boiled water and shook his head to say no.

When does he rest and start shooting.

I don't know how long later, the little milk can spit out the straw in its mouth and jumped up from the chair.

Seeing this, the director picked up the loudspeaker and shouted, "all departments are ready. It's time to start shooting."

When they heard the sound, it was time to start, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help pumping.

The shooting time has long passed, okay!

All the shots are in place

The little milk jar stood still in the bedroom, opposite a woman in her thirties, but she had to grovel to his little boy and say, "little movie emperor, please give me more advice."

The cold little movie emperor only gave a faint, um.

With the director's action.

The two actors entered the state in seconds.

The woman knelt down in front of the little milk can, hugged him in her arms and cried bitterly. "It's my mother's bad. It's my mother's inability to protect you that makes you bullied by those people... It's my mother's fault! My child... The body injury must be very painful... "

The little mouth of the small milk can was badly wronged, but in order not to make his mother sad, he was desperately forbearing, did not dare to cry, and his chin was shaking violently.

Finally, he couldn't bear it. The tears in his eyes flowed down, but he still didn't dare to cry wantonly, so he could only sob in a low voice.

He even reached out to touch the woman's hair and comfort his mother.

Clearly crying, but the voice disguised as a very happy look.

"It's not numb's fault, it's all bad people's fault. The injury on the baby doesn't hurt at all. It really doesn't hurt at all! Ma Ma rest assured that the baby will grow up quickly. In this way... You can protect yourself and Ma Ma! Ma Ma doesn't cry... It's not cute to cry like a little flower cat! "

Only a four-year-old child, who has to be strong, really makes people feel pity and even heartache.

Clearly knew it was acting, but the onlookers still couldn't help but want to rush forward, hold the little poor man tightly in their arms, help him wipe his tears, and domineering opening "who dares to bully you, I'll beat him to death!"

The director couldn't help crying.

With the gradual deepening of the plot, people finally couldn't help crying.

For a time, the whole studio was surrounded by ups and downs of crying.

"Woo woo... He's so poor that I'm dying of heartache!"

"I really want to hold him in my arms and ravage him severely..."

"This acting skill is amazing!"

The little milk jar brought everyone into the play with exquisite acting skills.

In this part of the play, the director didn't shout card halfway.

In other words, as long as it is a small milk can play, there will be no possibility of calling cards halfway.

Because of the performance of the little movie emperor, there is no defect to pick!