Chapter 403: The Best Friend Is Wrong

At the beginning of it all, when Nawu received the evil scallion pancake with a frown, her heart was filled with disgust and rejection.

It was Big Bear's skillful trick which involved forcing herself to pinch her own nose and take a bite of the thick and spicy scallion pancake.

Did it get out of hand following that?

No, no, it wasn't like that.

In fact, in the initial period of time, Big Bear was only forcing herself to accept it because of her sense of responsibility.

Big Bear wanted to act like she wanted to eat green onions, and nobody couldn't stop her!

What a simple-minded child!

The real turning point came one morning when she looked at herself in the mirror.

Big Bear was surprised to find that her skin condition had improved, and the scar on her forehead was so faint that it was almost invisible. Even the smoothness and tightness of her skin were better than before.

How did the change come about?

Reyi Nawu subconsciously attributed it to the fact that she often ate pancakes with scallions.

Was it scientific to become beautiful after eating scallions?

After showing off in front of the mirror for 10 minutes, Nawu was convinced: this was indeed scientific!

Then, it started to go out of control. she would take a piece every day without stop. She even spared no effort to sell it to Shi Shi and Ping Ping.

Fu Yushi would occasionally accompany her and ate a piece to comfort her, but Lin Pingzhi was not stupid!

Her shrunken chest had seemed to grow a brain, and she had doubted the plot more than once.

An action movie with the theme of cool handsomeness, even if they needed to eat pancakes to reflect a side of life, why would they need to add so much scallions?

Nawu said, "I believe in Weiwei!"

Lin Weiwei's expression suddenly became very strange.

In addition, the pancakes that Fu Yushi ate had always been normal pancakes with sausages, eggs, and no onions.

Nawu was a lonely fighter.

Back in front of his eyes.

Young Master Wang looked at Nawu's rosy and pink lips, as if he had achieved enlightenment and had no distracting thoughts.

He forced himself to calm down and greeted her naturally, "Nawu, you came at the right time. Have you been practicing your acting skills?"

Nawu's attention was instantly drawn and she became very excited.

"Yes, yes, I've been working very hard! Let me tell you, I don't even need to act in those daily details that have been mentioned in the script. I guarantee that it will be sincere from the bottom of my heart!"

Amazing, amazing!

Wang Yan smiled and clapped like a thief. He looked very satisfied, but in fact, he felt a wave of weakness in his heart.

Big Sister, you feel a sense of accomplishment even from eating!

"Not bad, your attitude is very good!"

After giving a vague encouragement, Young Master Wang reminded her tactfully, "But Nawu, you have to remember that eating pancakes is only a means, not a goal. In the end, we have to put the big picture first..."

"Big Picture? What is it?"

Nawu didn't understand.

Fu Yushi couldn't watch anymore and suddenly complained, "This bastard is telling you to eat less scallions!"

Nawu didn't understand the connection, and Wang Yan was shocked.

F*ck!

Little Princess, how many tricks have you got?

Is it not good to share Nawu with me?

Nawu covered her mouth embarrassedly and suddenly felt a little shy.

Very good, there's still f*cking hope!

The guilty Young Master Wang's face was filled with tears of relief. He really wanted to touch her head and tell her that the mouth of a goddess was very useful, but it is definitely not used to eat green onions!

What was it used for?

Cough, cough, it was embarrassing to even think about it.

Of course, the upright Wang Yan would not let his imagination run wild, but Nawu seemed to be overthinking. She suddenly turned around and ran away.

"You guys hurry up and rehearse. I have something to do, I'll leave first!"

Hey, hey, as the most useless person in the entire emperor dance, what serious business could you possibly have?

Wang Yan was about to speak when Nawu swept past like a gust of wind, leaving behind a breeze that was wrapped in the fragrance of Scallions.

Young Master Wang looked at her posture and broke out in a sweat.

"Slow down, don't fall!"

She leaned forward so much that she looked like she would lose her balance at any moment, slamming onto the floor with a thud.

What a dangerous feeling.

In the NBA, it was definitely an offense -- the specific technical terms were not allowed to be said, so it was up to them to understand.

Shaking his head and sighing, Wang Yan turned to look at Fu Yushi. The little princess calmly took a few steps forward. "Let's go. Aren't you going to test my training results?"

Producer Wang immediately became interested. "Okay, let's Go!"

Instead of going to the rehearsal hall for the imperial dance, Fu Yushi led Wang Yan to a private classroom in a nearby martial arts gym.

The first pose the little princess displayed was a somersault.

With a tap of her toes, she somersaulted forward. Her two long legs cleaved into a straight line in the air and landed lightly on the ground.

"Nice!"

The inexperienced Young Master Wang clapped like a sea dugong.

It was indeed nice. There was a very light rhythm to it, like a butterfly.

However, Producer Wang still had to nitpick. "Your movements should be as sharp as possible. You should have the feeling of exploding and then retracting."

Fu Yushi rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"I understand! But it's impossible to have an explosive feeling from the somersault just now. Even Little Liu Li can't do it!"

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She did not explain to Wang Yan, a layman, the difficulty of a full frontal somersault with a bridge and a steed. This thing and a somersault were two different concepts.

Even Nawu could easily do a somersault, but she could not do a somersault to his expectations even if she was exhausted to death.

Moreover, a normal somersault in mid-air still had a twisting waist movement, and when it landed, it was in a sideways state.

A full frontal somersault with a steed, with a pleasant name --

A cloud-forward somersault.

Those who could straighten their heads, straighten their legs, and tighten their toes in this movement were all true gods.

On this basis, there were not even five people in the entire country who could display the feeling of being suspended in the air.

This was the patent of the young genius dancer.

Fu Yushi was almost just one level lower than a goddess of dance, which was already very impressive.

Even the strongest person in her year, Little Liu Li, was only slightly stronger than her. Even she could not reach the level of a goddess of dance.

Fu Yushi originally wanted to show the producer her basic skills, but in the end, she simply winked at the blind man and became angry.

Producer Wang was not stupid. He realized that the little princess was a little unhappy, so he immediately made up for it.

"Well, your legs are not bad, they look good!"

The truth.

Fu Yushi's legs were long and straight. They were definitely not as long as Lin Weiwei's, but the proportions of her legs and body were especially good. The visual effect was astonishing.

However, this focus was really crooked. The little princess's face was completely stern. She did not want to say a word to the ignorant man.

She put on a glove to protect her fingers and began to punch and kick the air.

This was Young Master Wang's specialty.

No matter how ugly Gracie was, he was at least a decent fighter. Wang Yan had all the foresight he needed.

Fu Yushi's movements seemed to be purely for show.

There was no footwork under her feet, and no real boxing on her upper body.

The so-called boxing was the simplest example -- the defensive stance in boxing.

The left hand protected her face, and the right fist looked for an opportunity. She bent her waist and held her chin, ready to block and dodge at any time.

If she didn't have a fighting stance, she didn't know how to fight. It was a waste of time.

If she didn't have the right posture to exert her strength, how could she have a powerful punch?

However, Wang Yan's eyes lit up when he saw this.

Smart!

The Witch in the movie was a meta-human. She didn't need any fighting stance.

It was the witch's strongest suit to defend when she didn't have a defensive stance and to attack when she didn't have an offensive stance.

It was not a traditional martial arts movie from China. She would only start fighting after putting on a good posture.

What Fu Yushi needed to do was to maintain a leisurely posture and then make abrupt and explosive movements.

Obviously, she understood it very well.

From her actual performance, her movements could not be considered to have a particularly strong explosive force, but they were extremely stable.

Her punches did not sway, and her upper body did not move at all when she kicked out. It would definitely look good in a photo.

"Stop!"

Wang Yan suddenly stopped him and excitedly took out his phone.

"I'll immediately call the martial arts team over and arrange special training for you! I'll also find a cameraman to accompany you and let your acting teacher grind with you!"

Fu Yushi widened her eyes. "Isn't it still too early to start shooting? You want to hire a cameraman now? !"

A good cameraman wasn't cheap. In addition, he also had to rent a machine, which also wasn't cheap.

Moreover, "grinding scenes" meant that they needed to turn on the camera and shoot. They needed lights, sets, makeup, and people to act with.

It sounded like nothing, but in reality, Wang Yan was trying to set up a small production team. Every day, he would splash out money.

The most important thing was...

That additional cost was not really necessary.

The industry had always let actors figure out the script by themselves. If they could not act well, they would be cut. If they could not act well, they would be scolded.

Getting someone to help them grind the scenes a few months in advance was a treatment that Fu Yushi had never enjoyed before.

As for the witch, it was an action movie. Fu Yushi's performance in the literary drama did not significantly improve the quality of the finished film. Only the literary films that were aiming for awards would go and polish their acting skills.

By doing this, it would be extremely beneficial to her own reputation and business ability.

In the face of Fu Yushi's shock, Wang Yan waved her hand and displayed a heroic spirit that even the richest young masters might not have.

"A slight improvement in quality is still an improvement. If it can be done with a million yuan. It's very worth it."

"You don't need to have any burdens. You just need to make sufficient preparations and strive to bring out your best state when filming starts."

"The big female lead's one-woman show is the biggest challenge and opportunity in your life so far. I can only pave the way for you. In the end, you will still have to walk on your own."

Fu Yushi did not dare to look at Wang Yan. She lowered her eyes and bit her lips lightly.

Her emotions were surging. She was afraid that she could not help it.

No matter how cold and arrogant a woman was, she would always have a tender spot in her heart. The deeper she hid it, the softer she would become when it was touched.

However, she was unable to talk or move at all for a while.

After holding it in for a long time, she finally nodded heavily. "Don't worry. I'll do my best and do everything you ask."

After making up her mind, she suddenly thought of Nawu, who was still enjoying eating scallions. She finally understood what Nawu was feeling.

This was a bastard that knew magic. He could always find a woman's weakness and hit the bull's-eye with a single shot.

If she could do it all over again, Fu Yushi would rather Wang Yan not appear in her world.

But the best thing was...

That she did not become Liu Li's best friend.

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