Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

"Ah... Yes."

Song Yaoyao blinked. She didn't understand why Kang Yuan was so agitated. She asked carefully, "Uncle Kang, what did I write wrong? These are all my own thoughts. It might not be right..."

"No, no, no, you mustn't have such thoughts!"

Kang Yuan quickly interrupted her, "If you want to be a director, you have to create your own style. This is very important.. Therefore, you don't have to pursue the same thing as others. If that happens, the works you make in the future will just be typical!" He flipped through the notes. When he looked at Song Yaoyao again, his gaze was like he was looking at his own baby. It gave Song Yaoyao goosebumps, and she shuffled in her chair uncomfortably.

"Uncle Kang..."

Can you stop looking at me like that? You're making me feel embarrassed.

Song Yaoyao tried to avoid Kang Yuan's burning gaze. Directors didn't usually care about their images on set, so he had a huge beard and looked disheveled. He looked like he was in his forties or fifties. However, Song Yaoyao was a stark contrast to him. Her skin was like white porcelain and she had the face of a doll. The two of them looked weird together.

In the distance, Tang Xinrou returned with the autograph in her hands. She looked at this scene suspiciously and asked Xu Yue, "Do you think Director Kang has any special fetishes?"

Xu Yue rolled her eyes and said helplessly, "Idiot."

"Hey!"

Tang Xinrou was furious. "You've started again, haven't you? Who are you looking down on!"

Xu Yue slowly moved away from her side.

But fortunately, Kang Yuan only looked at Song Yaoyao for a while before he retracted his gaze. "Sigh, I originally thought it was a pity. If you were an actress, you would definitely become famous. But now it seems that your talent in directing is even more stunning."

Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"I can't leave Jiangshui City right now. I'll call back later and get someone to bring some notes from my study to you."

The notes of an international director were like a treasure trove!

It was knowledge that couldn't be learned from books!

Although Song Yaoyao was excited, she still asked in a low voice, "Uncle Kang, isn't this not too good?"

"What's good and what's bad? My generation is getting old, and there aren't any outstanding directors who are up and coming. Are we just going to watch the film and television industry that we built fall back down? The future belongs to young people like you." Kang Yuan sighed.

Song Yaoyao's heart was moved. All of a sudden, she had an idea.

She blushed and asked in embarrassment, "Uncle Kang, can you become my teacher?"

"What did you say?" Kang Yuan was stunned.

He had never thought of such a thing, but when Song Yao mentioned it, he couldn't help but begin to wonder.

In the past, Kang Yuan had never thought of such a thing, because he had never met a promising youngster who caught his interest.

But now...

"Is that a no?" Song Yaoyao was a little disappointed. She stood up with the notebook in her hands. "I know my request is too much. Even so, I'm still grateful that Uncle Kang is willing to guide me."

"No, no."

Kang Yuan hurriedly stopped her. "How can I not be willing!" He laughed loudly. "I accept! I will accept right away! From now on, you're my student! But, as I told you before, if you want me to teach you, you can't take on any other teachers, understood?"

He could already imagine how jealous the other old fellas would be when they saw this good specimen.

Song Yaoyao was stunned. She didn't expect a surprise to come so quickly.

She reacted and immediately nodded, beaming. "Yes, yes. Thank you, Uncle Kang— No! I mean, thank you, Teacher!"