The Cultivation of a Drama Actor: Go Find Two Aunties

"Little Song, it's been so long since I last saw you."

"Where are you working now? What do you do?"

"If you come across any suitable job opportunities, do introduce them to Haixin later. She’s almost graduating from university."

Grandma Miao sat at the table, chatting with Lin Yu.

In her memory, her granddaughter was still in her college years.

Lin Yu matched Grandma Miao’s pace and joined the conversation:

"Of course, Grandma, don’t worry. Once Haixin graduates, I’ll make sure to arrange something for her."

"Lately, I’ve been learning how to make films."

"Grandma, I have a small favor to ask—would you like to play a role in the movie? Are you free in the next few days?"

Miao Haixin looked at her grandmother expectantly, waiting for her response.

Since falling ill, aside from occasional walks in the park or trips to the market with Haixin, Grandma Miao had almost no other activities.

Bringing this up with Lin Yu was Haixin’s way of hoping this opportunity could help her grandmother get out more and interact with others.

There wasn’t much she could do for her, but she wanted Grandma to have some happy memories while her mind still held them.

Grandma Miao smoothed the hair by her ear and chuckled:

"Oh my, I don’t know the first thing about acting in movies…"

"But… what kind of clothes would I need to wear?"

Haixin’s smile widened, her heart swelling with joy.

She could tell how much her grandmother was looking forward to this.

"Grandma, just wear your usual clothes. It’s just a small role."

"But you’ll need to bring out your old theater skills from your performing arts troupe days. This is a great chance, haha!"

At the mention of her past, Grandma Miao’s eyes visibly brightened:

"No role is too small. Even if it’s just a glimpse of your face, the emotions should still shine through."

"Little Song… or should I call you Director Song now, hehe."

"If there are any special clothing requirements, just let me know."

Lin Yu was surprised.

Who would’ve thought?

Grandma Miao had once been part of a performing arts troupe.

No wonder their usually reserved advisor had taken the initiative to bring this up—she must have wanted to help Grandma relive her youth.

Lin Yu continued:

"Grandma, just from what you’ve said, I can tell you’re a professional. I’ll take that as a yes!"

"Don’t worry about the costume—just come in your everyday clothes. The crew will handle the rest."

"There are a few lines, and I’ll have Haixin bring them to you later."

Though Miao Haixin had initially approached Lin Yu about a background role, seeing Grandma Miao’s enthusiasm, delivering a few lines shouldn’t be a problem.

This was something Lin Yu was determined to make happen.

Grandma Miao rubbed her hands against her soft silk pants and said:

"Alright, alright…"

"Oh, you two keep talking. I’ll go cut some more fruit."

"Look at my memory—guests are here, and I forgot to serve fruit."

This time, Lin Yu wisely didn’t stop her.

Even though the fruit plate was already on the table.

Miao Haixin pulled her chair closer to Lin Yu and whispered:

"Lin Yu, does your script really have a role with lines for an elderly woman?"

"Just having Grandma as an extra is enough. Don’t let this interfere with your work."

"Remember, the credits from your summer project will count toward your graduation evaluation!"

Lin Yu replied earnestly:

"Advisor, the role is real!"

"I’m not making this up. I think Grandma would be perfect for it."

Lin Yu had only given everyone a brief rundown of the story.

When it came to the script details and personnel adjustments, wasn’t it ultimately his call?

Hearing this, Miao Haixin finally let out a slight sigh of relief:

"That’s good, that’s good."

...

After staying at the instructor’s house for half an hour, Lin Yu excused himself, saying his classmates had arrived, and left.

As he was about to go,

Miao Haixin tugged at him again, insisting on taking him to the supermarket to return the gifts.

Lin Yu had to talk her out of it for quite a while before finally convincing her to accept his gesture.

After leaving the instructor’s neighborhood, Lin Yu hailed a taxi and headed to Aunt Qimeng’s flower shop.

On the way,

Lin Yu kept turning things over in his mind.

In his past life, he hadn’t found "Boss Bao" and failed to fulfill his wish of repaying the kindness he owed.

But in this life, since he had uncovered the truth that had been deliberately hidden back then,

Lin Yu was determined to do everything in his power to repay that debt of gratitude.

At the very least,

he had to try to prevent the accident that had befallen Grandma Miao.

Before long,

Lin Yu arrived at Aunt Qimeng’s flower shop.

It was mid-afternoon,

and the shop had few customers and no urgent flower arrangement orders.

Aunt Qimeng sat at the table, holding a stack of printed materials,

guiding Huang Feirong through a civil service exam tutorial.

Meanwhile, Aunt Ruxue stood by the flower-wrapping counter, casually practicing her floral arrangements.

It was obvious that her skills were newly acquired—

her movements were clumsy, but there was still a hint of aesthetic flair in her compositions.

"Wow! Big Yu’s here!"

"What took you so long?"

"Didn’t you promise yesterday to come early and go shopping with the two sisters?"

"Honestly, can you try to be more considerate next time? Couldn’t you have come sooner?"

The moment Huang Feirong saw Lin Yu walk in, she was overjoyed.

Study time was the most boring part of her day.

Even though it had only been an hour, by the tenth minute, she’d already been counting the seconds until Lin Yu showed up.

After waiting forever, she’d finally dragged him in!

"Aunt Qimeng, Aunt Ruxue, I’m here."

"I got caught up chatting with my groupmates, so I’m a bit late."

"Rongrong-jie, if you don’t want to study, you can just say so. No need to use me as an excuse."

Lin Yu wasn’t fooled—he could read between the lines of Huang Feirong’s words.

Over the past couple of days,

he’d heard that Aunt Qimeng had been tutoring with great dedication. Sister Hong had even sent him a message,

thanking him for introducing such a "great teacher" and asking him to pass along a request for even stricter lessons.

That kind of feedback?

Of course Lin Yu would relay it!

It was a testament to Aunt Qimeng’s skills—

proof that the "parent" fully approved of her teaching.

"Xiao Yu, you’re here. Take a seat and wait for a bit."

"Rongrong’s session has about half an hour left. We’ll head out after that, alright?"

Huang Feirong’s face fell instantly at those words.

She quickly backpedaled:

"Qimeng-jie, don’t worry about me!"

"Aunt Ruxue came all this way—it’s rare for you two to go shopping together."

"I’ll be fine on my own. I’ll self-study!"

Aunt Qimeng poked Huang Feirong’s forehead, completely unfazed by her act.

"Let’s go over the approach to this question. I’ve explained it before—try solving it yourself."

Huang Feirong: "..."

Lin Yu, perfectly content, wandered over to Aunt Ruxue’s side.

The flower shop wasn’t big, and with two people studying,

it wouldn’t do to leave Aunt Ruxue alone, would it?

I wonder which personality Aunt Ruxue is showing right now?

...

(First update for today—two more chapters coming soon!)