Forgive Me, Grandma Rong!

Qin Guan nodded at the director, put the script down on the table, and began to perform before an imaginary embroidery frame.

Who can teach me how to act? Forget it, there’s no time for that.

Pretending to hold a needle between his fingers, Qin Guan struck his most flattering pose and poked at the frame. There had to be someone coming. Taking advantage of Professor Li's lessons, Qin Guan tilted his head to the side. That was the best pose for a lens.

Li Shaohong found the boy's performance interesting. Forming a frame with her fingers, she looked through them to observe Qin Guan's lens sense.

He turned around, sat back, and turned his back to the camera. The boy had a good figure. He stared at an imaginary princess to show his elegant style.

Then Qin Guan stood up, opened his lips and said, "Can you do stitch work, my princess?" After several seconds, he gestured in the air. "Your hands should be higher..."