MTL - Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant (A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World)-Chapter 2377 That's just a fool's errand?

After finally coaxing the three curious babies to sleep, McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the bedroom, only to see Irina lying on the bed with her cheeks in her hands, looking at him curiously.

"Why, do you want to ask if Monkey King is male or female?" McGonagall smiled.

"I just wonder why you never told me these stories before? There are also Monkey King, Mermaid, Snow White... where did you hear these stories?" Irina looked at McGonagall and smiled: "In fact, I have always been curious about what kind of life you have been living in the past three years, and what kind of people and things you have encountered that made you the way you are now."

"Becoming a dad with a baby alone is an unprecedented challenge for me. It requires more courage than any battle I have experienced before." McGonagall sat down by the window, gently stroking Irina with his fingers. Long hair, smiled and said: "It may not require you to have strong force, but you have to have profound knowledge to deal with the problems that children keep popping up, and you have to have excellent cooking skills to satisfy children’s gluttons, you We must also master many small tricks in life to deal with all kinds of things brought by children."

Irina sat up, looked at McGonagall's face softly, smiles bloomed on her face, and then opened her hands to hug McGonagall tightly.

"When I was in the tree hole, I was always worried that you could not take care of myself and Amy, but you did better than I thought. You are a competent father."

McGonagall smiled and hugged her, and whispered softly in her ear: "I just did what I should do, hoping to make your life more comfortable."

"Then..." Irina raised her mouth, her voice weakened a bit, "Tell me about Journey to the West again, right?"

"Huh??" McGonagall's hand froze down suddenly.

...

Luodu, backstage at the Black Cat Opera House.

"You have been at the opera house for a few days, how do you feel?" Vicky asked Angela who was sitting in a chair and staring curiously at the actors removing their makeup.

Angela looked back at her and said with a smile: "I think acting is quite fun, and it seems much simpler than I thought."

There was a bit of charm in the woman's face and smile, and it was no exaggeration to say that she was naturally charming, and Vicky was stunned for a second.

"Simple?" Vicky frowned, "You mean, acting is a simple thing?"

The relaxed atmosphere of the backstage gradually calmed down, and the eyes of all the opera actors turned towards Angela, with a little bit of pity in their eyes.

Angela nodded, "As far as I have seen so far, I don't think it is difficult at least."

Vicky put her arms around her chest, her face stern, and said: "Okay, then show me a nervousness."

"As far as nervousness is concerned, there are many types. Which one do you want me to perform?" Angela stood up and asked with a serious look.

"Urinary urgency, no toilets around, no bushes, all men." Vicky said coldly.

Angela's slender and round legs were clamped, her fists were slightly clenched, her body leaned forward slightly, her teeth bit her lower lip, her watery eyes looked left and right, her expression a little nervous and shy with anxiety.

"Don't say it, it's pretty good."

The senior actors present nodded their heads in recognition of Angela's performance.

Vicky was stunned. She did not expect that Angela's series of actions and expressions on her face were quite well done, and the shyness between her brows and eyes was even more pitiful, something that an ordinary actor could show.

"The man who was liked slammed, but he accidentally fart." Vicky continued to say coldly.

Actors present:? ? ?

Angela was also stunned, but soon raised her eyebrows and leaned against the wall two steps back, lifting her lower jaw slightly, and quickly entered the role of being slammed by the wall.

She saw her hands folded in front of her nervously, her lips pursed slightly, and her bright eyes were a little bit shy and joyful, she looked like a beautiful girl who saw the person in love.

Seven points of purity, three points of charm, she performed incisively and vividly.

The men present all stared for a bit, and seemed to see a bit of the shadow of their first love.

Then, her expression suddenly solidified and then became visibly nervous, her eyes became a little erratic, her feet moved back a little, and she completely touched the wall, her left hand pulled the skirt slightly, and her head held up slightly. Slowly lowered for a few minutes, looking to the left, as if preparing to escape.

Vicky’s eyelids twitched. Although Angara’s performance was not a shock to her, she was a pure novice who had never studied performance systematically, and was just a pure novice who had stayed in the opera house and watched for a few days. In other words, this kind of performance can be called against the sky.

Another way of expression is: She was born to eat this bite of rice!

The design of the action is more in place, and the micro-expression on the face is just right. The shy and expectant look in the first half is enough to make most men tempted, and the embarrassment of wanting to escape because of accidental fart in the second half is equally charming. lovely.

When McGonagall introduced Angela to her, she had already guessed that Angela was the heroine of the new movie. She was a bit unconvinced at first, and felt that her acting skills would inevitably crush her.

But now she admired McGonagall's casting gaze.

Although Angela is not a professional actor, she has a very good talent and strong learning ability.

More importantly, she fits the role. From her performance just now, Vicky has found the shadow of the heroine in her pen.

In this world, I am afraid that there is no second actor who is more suitable for acting as a heroine than Angela.

Vicky looked at Angela's gaze mildly, and nodded and said: "From tomorrow, you will follow me to learn acting. Acting is an art. If you want to be an excellent actor, you still have a lot of ways to go. go."

"This is the end?" Angela was a little surprised, "As far as tension is concerned, I can act in many ways."

"Get up at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. Three hours before the start of the performance in the morning is your study time. If your performance satisfies me, I can give you a chance to be on stage." Vicky said flatly: "But you shouldn't be too Too much anticipation, it's the kind without lines."

"That's a silly trick?" Angela said smoothly.

"Little girl, don't look down on runners, we all came all the way from runners." Old man Mi smiled.

Angara shrugged, looked at Vicky, the corners of her mouth raised, her smile leaped over her cheeks, her voice softly said: "My desire for knowledge can't wait for a moment, Commander, don't wait for tomorrow morning. Tonight I Just go to your room to study. I believe that after your in-depth explanation and demonstration, I will definitely have the ability to be on stage tomorrow."