Yao Weiwan's half-stretched hand stopped in mid-air.
It seemed like suddenly I didn't have to think about it anymore.
The name sounded a little too familiar to him.
The year he enrolled, Lei Xuan, his senior from the same school, had just graduated.
Logically, they have no intersection.
The name shouldn't have sounded so familiar to him.
But even though my senior brother is not in school, the school is full of his legends.
After all, it's rare to find someone this unlucky.
When Lei Xuan's first script started filming, he went back to school to promote it.
*
Yao Weiwan thought, the two of them are the right combination.
The project may fail before it even gets banned.
Thinking of this, Yao Weiwan's eyes looked at Yan Xianjue with something strange.
What's the vision of this young man? Is he stacking buffs here?
What kind of family can withstand such a disaster?
Yan Xianjue saw that his hand was halfway extended and he actually seemed to be about to retract it.
She quickly stuffed the card with his cell phone number into his hand.
Today's goal has been achieved, and Yan Xianjue has returned to his lazy look.
He waved at Yao Weiwan and said, "Okay, I'll call you later."
"Ask Lei Xuan to send you the script someday."
*
The luxury car slowly drove away from the busy street.
Yao Weiwan had been setting up his stall for several days, and for the first time he felt what peak customer flow meant.
He was busy frying starch sausages for everyone.
Respond to diners' curious inquiries with silence.
Diners who didn't get an answer weren't disappointed.
In fact, when the stall owner first came here to set up his stall, they thought he was a mute.
Yao Weiwan knew that they had no ill intentions and just wanted to have something to talk about while they were bored waiting for their meal.
Although he didn't answer, he didn't show any disgust either.
But he sincerely hoped that the imposing bodyguard had not scared the children among the diners to tears.
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