Chapter 659 Take You Home

As soon as this sentence came out, Yu Dao felt uneasy in his heart. He was wondering, and the young man smiled and responded politely, with an apologetic tone.

"I understand, Director. I will try my best to adjust myself."

After a pause, the young man continued,

"At first I thought there wouldn't be another actress in the world who could distract me more beautifully and talented than Senior Sister Shen."

The boy spoke in a calm tone, as if he was stating a competent fact.

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, continuing to prepare to reshoot the previous scene that had been NG.

Leaving behind a shocked Director Yu, he stared blankly at the young man's tall figure gradually disappearing.

Then he finally understood where his guilty conscience came from.

Because after the young man said this, he actually felt nothing wrong. Although it sounded a bit exaggerated, in fact, during his many years as a director, he had come into contact with and understood too many actors. Among these actresses, those with better acting skills than Shen Pianxian must be much older than her and definitely not as pretty as her. And those who are prettier than Shen Pianxian...

After thinking hard for a long time, Director Yu found that he really couldn't find such a person.

Finally, the slightly plump man sighed slightly, feeling a little excited and a little emotional.

"You have a bright future. I don't know whether this cooperation is your luck or mine."

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【Deep Sea Radio】

This is the seventh time I saw the girl with the teardrop mole under her eye.

Wen Lueyan has basically gotten used to it.

Sometimes, if he didn't see her on the way home from school one day, he would feel uncomfortable.

The boy sighed slightly while pushing his bicycle, but his heart felt soft without him realizing it.

They met by chance for a week straight, hiding from the rain in a phone booth together, drinking milk tea together and silently watching passers-by, or just walking the same road together in silence.

Even a cat should have some feelings.

But the girl still didn't tell him her name.

Wen Lueyan didn't want to force it, and once thought about teasing her while drinking milk tea.

"You drank so many cups of milk tea from me and you didn't even tell me your name?"

But recalling the girl's somewhat taciturn and slightly timid nature, Wen Lueyan stopped talking.

If he really said that, the girl might never drink milk tea again.

She obviously likes coming here.

When Wen Lueyan thought of this, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously in enjoyment.

He greeted the girl lightly.

"I'm riding my bike home today."

The girl smiled as usual when she saw him, her beautiful eyes shining black, but this little joy slowly faded after she heard his words.

She lowered her head and said "oh" in a long tone.

Wen Lueyan tightened his lips to prevent himself from laughing, and said calmly,

"You're not coming with me today? We'll separate after we cross the intersection."

The girl lowered her head and muttered something softly. Wen Lueyan didn't hear clearly so he asked again.

The girl looked up at him and raised her voice slightly, but her mood remained low.

"I said I can't outrun a bicycle."

Wen Lueyan finally laughed. When the boy laughed, thousands of flowers blossomed. He looked incredibly beautiful in the afterglow of the setting sun. His voice was also gentle.

"Who told you to race with a bicycle?"

"Just sit behind me."

"I can give you a ride home today."

The girl raised her head suddenly, a little surprised, with a surprise that she tried hard to hide.

Carefully said,

"May I?"

"sure."

The two stood on the long downhill slope outside the school gate.

Wen Lueyan, who was concentrating on observing the girl's conflicted expression, did not notice that the classmates passing by him at this moment were looking at him with very strange and weird eyes.

Dust is floating in the air.

In the sight of the passing crowd, the good-looking boy was holding his bicycle and talking to himself facing the floating dust. His expression was so gentle that he himself was not aware of it.