The director quickly waved his hand and retorted, "How is that possible? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
"Yes!" Fu Xin answered seriously.
The director coughed twice and pretended not to hear. For the sake of the show's effect, he really might not be able to do anything.
Jiang Xinyuan tugged at Fu Xin's hand and whispered, "Mom, this auntie's clothes are really nice. Will you be wearing this too?"
Fu Xin glanced at the woman, who was teaching folk songs. She was dressed in Li Clan's clothes. "Do you want to see it?"
Jiang Xinyuan nodded. "Mom will definitely look better in it."
Zhang Nan, who was watching from the side, could not help but rub his head. "Why are you so good at talking? When are you going to teach your Brother Feng Jun? If he's as good at talking as you are, I'll really wake up from my dreams laughing."
Feng Jun looked up and said in confusion, "I can speak well too, Mom!"