The girl took the meal and tried to pick out the vegetables in the meal. The mother scolded her impatiently: "What are you picking? Whoever eats the vegetables only eats the leaves."

"But it's so bitter." The girl smiled and replied cautiously. She obediently picked up all the vegetables.

"You are too picky eaters. I used to spoil you too much, otherwise you wouldn't be like this now." The mother began to accuse her again.

From being full of hope at the beginning to being almost desperate now, mother's mentality is also on the verge of collapse. When was with the bed recently, face was always calm, and the girl had been silently enduring her low air pressure.

"What does this have to do with picky eating?" The girl tried to soothe her mother's sudden anger.

"It doesn't matter why. It's just that you don't eat or don't eat, that's why your physical fitness is so poor, and your illness develops like this. I told you not to be picky eaters, to go to bed early, and to..." No Knowing how to hit her mother's point, the emotions she had been accumulating all of a sudden burst out.

The girl clenched her fists, trying to suppress. But in the end, under the angry rant from her mother, the emotions she had been suppressing finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She clenched her chopsticks tightly, shook her voice, and choked: "Enough, don't say it. Don't you just dislike me for dragging you down?"

This sentence kept lingering in her heart every time she watched her mother frowning and taking inventory of the expenses list.

Finally asked.

She looked at her mother stubbornly, trying to be a little more imposing, but her tears fell uncontrollably.

The mother looked at her in disbelief, the masseter muscles of both cheeks bulged, and the circles of her eyes suddenly turned red. After a few seconds, she turned her face away, didn't look at the girl, and said in a hoarse voice, "I won't say anything, you can eat."

Ruan Ningwei caught a glimpse of the tears falling from her mother's cheeks and opened her mouth to say sorry. But she also had grievances and unwillingness to bear it in her heart.

In the end, she just lowered her head and swallowed salty tears as she gulps down the rice.

No one spoke any more.

After lunch, the girl felt so bad that she lay down to sleep in the afternoon. In a daze, she woke up in pain. She wanted to ask her mother to pour her a glass of water, opened her eyes, and saw her mother hiding on the balcony on the phone.

In just a few words, she could hear that her mother was calling to borrow money again. She listened to her mother's low voice, looked at the humble and embarrassed expression on her mother's face, and watched the north wind blow her mother's hair, revealing the frosty white of her temples.

She heard her mother begging each other time and time again: "I know I know, I really have no choice, can you help me..." She saw the blue veins on the back of her thin hand holding on to the railing gradually burst out.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

Her mother is a strong and decent person.

Ruan Ningwei bit her lip, her chin moved violently, and did not dare to cry. But the sound of sniffing was too loud, so she opened her mouth again, breathing in and out, causing the quilt to shake as she cried.

She finally couldn't lie down, she lifted the quilt, got out of bed and trotted behind her mother, stretched out her arms to hug her, and choked up, "I'm dying, we're dying, Mom, I'm dying."

She should have said it long ago, she clearly knew this terrible life, and if it continued, it would only be lingering.

The mother was hugged by her in a daze, her throat moved, she turned around, and looked at her tearful daughter, tears welling up in her eyes.

She hugged her daughter back and whispered in her ear one after another: "Government, if we want to cure, we must cure, even if we smash pots and sell iron. We will wear beautiful clothes in the future, and we will take our parents to go around the world. What about the world..."

In the practice room of the three, after Ruan Ningwei's performance, Jingxiu's throat was sore, and Ji Youyan's lines for the role of her mother were already full of tears.

After two minutes of silence, everyone came out. The two people with wet tears looked at each other, and then looked at Jingxiu, who was expressionless, a little embarrassed.

Ji Youyan wiped his tears with a tissue, and commented in a rustling voice: "This state is very good, except for the plot of the opponent's play, if the performance is performed with voice, the script may need to be enhanced. Others, I have nothing to comment on. Yes. Teacher Jing, how about you?"

She said this, firstly because Ruan Ningwei's performance was really remarkable, and secondly, as a person who had entered the show, it was difficult for her to make an objective and comprehensive comment.

Jingxiu stood up, took a pack of tissues from her handbag, walked over to Ruan Ningwei and handed it to Ruan Ningwei.

Ruan Ningwei smiled and said, "Thank you, Teacher Jing."

Jingxiu said in a calm tone, "Ning Wei, I don't have anything to comment on this scene. You really did a remarkable job and handled the emotions and details very well."

"You're acting in a one-man show, I'm afraid that among the students, few people dare to say that they can act better than you."

Ji Youyan's heart was hanging, and he always felt that there was something in Jingxiu's words.

Sure enough, Jingxiu paced back to his seat. She tapped the table twice with a pen and pointed to the point: "But I still say that, this time it was your luck, and you have the opportunity to act without facing people. What about next time? This stage, or the job in the future, how many times will there be such opportunities? If your problem is not solved, it will be useless if you can perform as movingly as you can."

Ruan Ningwei's eyes were still red, and when she heard Jingxiu's words, the smile on her lips disappeared in an instant.

Ji Youyan noticed Ruan Ningwei's fragility, and hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter, let's give Ning Wei some time. Next time, Ning Wei will definitely improve next time, okay?"

"You can have the next chance, but others may not have it." Jingxiu frowned, and said to the camera on the side: "Mr. Wang, can you not shoot this part?"

The cameramen glanced at each other a few times, not daring to disobey Jingxiu's intentions, they all retreated out of respect.

Jingxiu turned his head and said hard to Ruan Ningwei: "Ning Wei, I know you are different from others. Even if your acting skills are not good, as long as Tao Xingruo is willing to support you, you will definitely have a scene to shoot. However, those What about those actors who lost their reputation in making bad movies with you?"