Mr. Fu San said something and then paused.
He has to "plan" the script carefully, making it as natural as possible and without revealing any flaws.
If he doesn't act well, the girl will probably be too embarrassed to see him in the future.
The little girl is too thin-skinned.
Dongzi nodded repeatedly.
He also thinks he can do it.
"Then I'll be standing on the porch feeding the dog, and you'll be so excited you'll run straight to me, handing me the banknote and letter, saying, 'Third Master, I found it.'"
Mr. Fu San thought about it over and over again.
Dongzi should be the person Song Qingci trusts most on the mountain.
If he were to lie, Song Qingci would easily believe it.
And no matter what you say, Song Qingci may not believe it.
But everything happened in front of her, so she naturally believed it.
So Mr. Fu racked his brains and came up with this script.
Dongzi was confused: "What banknotes and letters?"
This is a big drama for the Third Master. He personally takes the stage and brings his dog with him. The dog also has a role!
Take only him besides the dog.
Thinking of this, Dongzi felt that his pride seemed to have changed a little.
"The ones Miss Song lost."
Dongzi was even more confused. "Found it? If you found it, why didn't you give it directly to Miss Song?"
Aren’t you two sharing the same bed?
Why did you ask him, an outsider, to deliver the message?
And why do we have to act for just one sentence?
It would be fine if this play could only bring out the bravery of the Third Master.
The key is, it feels useless!
What's the point of adding drama here!
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