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Jordan Robinson stood in front of her, his height required him to look up to Aubree Groove. He lifted his head, his pale cheeks wore a brilliant smile, and within his clear eyes were gratitude and hope.

There was a type of thankfulness that didn't need to be put into words. A single look was enough.

Director Bartholomew exclaimed excitedly, "This is exactly the atmosphere, superb!"

There was no need for acting. That little boy, no one knew who picked him, his eyes were too powerful. One look surpassed a thousand words and easily evoked sympathy. Moreover, the infectious power that Aubree Groove emanated, her gentle and beautiful temperament, was even more convincing.

This was no stage, nor were they actors. This naturalness indeed surpassed meticulous craftsmanship.

Director Bartholomew clapped his hands in approval, "You did well."

Jordan Robinson seemed a little startled and suddenly hid behind Aubree Groove.