"Then, director Xing, I'll start?" Wen Xiao motioned Qi Zhan to stand according to the arrangement of the script and said to Yu Xiaoxuan, "my personal understanding of the script may be different from yours. If there is any inaccuracy, please forgive me."

Xing Daole nodded happily.

She stood opposite Qi Zhan and looked up at the handsome man.

"You?" Wen Xiao's expression suddenly changed into a strange examination, "why do you despise tofu?"

She snorted and looked at Qi Zhan provocatively.

"Have you seen the tofu feast? Today I'll show you what a real tofu master is!"

With her words spoken, Wen Xiao's expression began to become serious. She made several moves and launched a table of delicious food.

Qi Zhan stood opposite to look at her like a piece of wood.

Wen Xiao put the nonexistent towel on the chair and raised his chin to Qi Zhan. He looked cunning and cute.

"Soy sauce flavored tofu, bean soup, fried bean cake..." her face showed a faint pride, as if waiting to see the man's surprised look, "how about it?"

Qi Zhan picked up the script and read it without fluctuation, "Oh, it looks ok."

After a pause, he read again, "tofu is good, but it's not very good."

Xing Dao couldn't help but smoke at the corners of his mouth when he heard him read his lines without emotion. He was secretly funny in his heart.

It's better not to read such a word.

Wen Xiao's face changed and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She made a move to eat, then looked at Qi Zhan again and seriously doubted, "why do you say I'm not doing well?"

At this point, the first paragraph is over.

Director Xing laughed a few times and took the lead in slapping.

Yu Xiaoxuan followed her reluctantly.

"Laugh," Wen Xiao's eyes seemed to sweep towards Yu Xiaoxuan. "I don't think the woman should be coquettish and angry when meeting the man for the first time. Who will show a look similar to coquetry to a stranger who questions himself?"

"Although the plot belongs to the sweet department, it doesn't mean it's sweet from the beginning. It will bring the audience the feeling of a play."

Yu Xiaoxuan clenched her lower lip, forced a smile and nodded.

"Then I'll start the second paragraph directly." Wen Xiao turned his head and skipped the brewing time. He stepped forward directly, walked in front of Qi Zhan and looked up at him.

The girl's eyes are bright, it seems that she has some expectations, and some seem to be just questioning.

"Then why did you make me that rose soup?"

Qi Zhan shook his script and read, "who said I did it."

Wen Xiao listened and suddenly stared with a trill in his tone. "How is it possible? That's clearly your recipe..."

Qi Zhan was still in a flat tone, "how do you know it's my recipe? I didn't tell you about it."

"Of course I know!" Wen Xiao's face took on some shy color, but she still took a step forward and looked at Qi Zhan firmly, "yes, I just like you, how about it!"

She threw her umbrella back, rushed forward and hugged Qi Zhan. Her lips stopped one centimeter in front of his lips.

Director Xing gave a sigh of praise and began to take the lead in clapping again.

Qi Zhan looked at the girl hanging on himself with a little pride in his eyes, suddenly smiled, bowed his head and kissed her lips.

Wen Xiao's face turned red with a bang in his head.