Lu Wanwan pursed her lips: "Why did you come so early? Did you meet anyone else on the way?"

Han Jingmo frowned and looked up at her in confusion: "Why do you ask that?"

"Just asking casually."

"No." Han Jingmo shook his head, staring at her without blinking, not wanting to miss the slightest change in her expression.

"Got it." Lu Wanwan forced a smile: "You continue to read the script, I'll go to the bathroom first." After saying that, she turned around and left in a hurry without waiting for his reply.

Han Jingmo looked at her panicked back and instinctively realized that something was wrong. She

ran to the bathroom in a panic. Lu Wanwan tried her best to suppress the uneasiness in her heart and persuaded herself to believe him. If he said yes or no, she should believe it and not let her imagination run wild.

After a long period of self-suggestion, the panic in her heart was barely calmed down.

But then she thought again, if he could hide the fact that she went to see Yan Shengkai that afternoon, he could also hide what happened this morning. If he said it didn't happen, did it really happen?

Otherwise, why would there be the smell of Yan Shengkai's perfume on her body?

Lu Wanwan was torn between her conscience and her conscience. On the one hand, she said she should believe him, and on the other hand, she said he was lying to her and couldn't believe him.

The two thoughts went back and forth, arguing fiercely.

She wanted to choose to believe it, but the facts were right in front of her, so she couldn't ignore it.

Lu Wanwan patted her cheeks, looked in the mirror for a while, and wanted to light a green light for herself. With the new green grassland growing on her head, the picture was a different kind of beauty...

She liked Han Jingmo, she really liked him, so, was she just pretending that nothing had happened?

This is indeed a good way to deal with it when you don't know what to do.

Lu Wanwan exhaled deeply, bathing in the dazzling green light, and her heart gradually became peaceful.

She was so peaceful that she could smile as usual when she saw Han Jingmo.

There was a hint of inquiry in Han Jingmo's eyes.

Lu Wanwan continued to smile.

"What are you grinning about?" Han Jingmo reached out and touched the tip of her nose.

Lu Wanwan's smile froze. Thinking of the smell of perfume on his body, she felt disgusted and turned her head away: "Don't touch me, I just finished putting on makeup."

Han Jingmo believed it and pinched her fingers.

Lu Wanwan retracted her hand suddenly as if she was pricked by a needle.

The reaction was huge, and she was obviously avoiding it.

Han Jingmo's heart paused, his eyes flashed with disbelief and confusion.

Lu Wanwan coughed dryly, rolled his eyes and explained: "Today's play is a bit difficult. I don't know how to act a part. Let me think about it first. Don't disturb me."

Han Jingmo didn't respond, just looked at her with a pair of cold and dark eyes.

Lu Wanwan felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, and stood up with the script in her hand: "I'd better go ask the director, so as to avoid NGs and waste everyone's time."

Han Jingmo still didn't respond.

Lu Wanwan forced a fake smile and walked away.

Her steps were mechanical, and she felt like a thorn in her back under his heavy gaze.

She thought too highly of herself and could not pretend that it had not happened. Whenever Han Jingmo got close to her, the smell of the perfume would linger on her nose.

She did not dare to delve into what had happened between him and Yan Shengkai.

But she was an adult after all and knew everything she needed to know. Whenever she thought of that scent, she could not help but think of some inappropriate scenes, which made her feel disgusted and even disgusted from the bottom of her heart. She

walked to the director's lounge in a daze and found that Gu Xici was not there. He was probably dragged away by the screenwriter to discuss the script. Lu Wanwan sighed and did not want to go back, nor did she know where to go.

"What are you doing here?" Huo Xingyun patted her from behind.

Lu Wanwan turned around and found that it was him. She raised the script in her hand and said, "There is a scene that I can't figure out. I came to ask the director, but the director is not here."

"Which scene?" Huo Xingyun flipped open his own script and said, "I also can't find the feeling of two scenes. I came to ask the director. Why is the director not here?"

"Maybe he went to find the screenwriter."

"That's terrible. We will shoot these two scenes later." Huo Xingyun looked miserable and said, "I don't want to NG. I want to get through it."

"Why don't we look at each other? Maybe the people in power are confused." Lu Wanwan suggested.

"Okay, okay, I always think you act better than me."

"I don't deserve it. You are my senior." Lu Wanwan bowed.

"I don't deserve it. After all, you are one year older than me." Huo Xingyun also bowed.

"..." Lu Wanwan looked strange and suddenly felt that he was old at the age of 19. She is not old, she is always 16!

"Come on, hurry up, let me see yours, you see mine." Huo Xingyun showed her the colored areas, and took her script to see which part she had a bad grasp of.

Lu Wanwan thought for a moment, and said hesitantly: "In the first paragraph, you were defeated by a hacker who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Even if you showed all your skills, you couldn't beat him and couldn't hack into his defense system. But when you said the following two lines, you shouldn't be angry or humiliated, but very calm."

"Calm?" Huo Xingyun frowned and touched his chin: "But this person who suddenly appeared didn't even make it into the world's top hacker rankings. Shouldn't I be angry?"

"I think it's more like excitement." Lu Wanwan gestured with his hands, not knowing how to describe the feeling reasonably, and tried to express it as appropriately as possible: "Even if I was completely defeated, I didn't feel humiliated. Instead, the desire to win kept surging up. That's probably what it means." "It

seems to make sense. You can watch the next paragraph..." Huo Xingyun paused and suddenly said excitedly: "My idol is here!"

"Your idol? Who?" Lu Wanwan turned around and saw Han Jingmo walking towards him. He almost forgot that Huo Xingyun was a fan of Han Jingmo.

Han Jingmo's eyes were fixed on Lu Wanwan, with an oppression that could not be ignored.

Lu Wanwan's calves softened and he swallowed secretly. Why did he come?

Huo Xingyun excitedly waved to his idol, but the idol didn't even look at him...

No, he did glance, but that glance seemed to be wrapped in the cold wind of a raging winter, so cold that it could freeze a person into ice. The instinct to seek profit and avoid harm made Huo Xingyun take a step back: "Well... I have something else to do, so I'll leave first, you guys chat."

"My script." Lu Wanwan stopped him.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot." Huo Xingyun returned the script in his hand to her, took his own, and left in a hurry, not daring to stay for a second.

Lu Wanwan touched her nose, lowered her eyes and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I came to see you." Han Jingmo's face was cold and his tone was calm.

"I just came to see the director. The director was not there, and I happened to meet Huo Xingyun."

"What did you talk about with him?"

"About the script, we both happened to have something we didn't know how to act, so we looked at each other."

"I can't teach you?" Han Jingmo said in a low voice, raising his foot to approach her.