☆, Chapter 53: Students
Lu Congxu came in halfway through. A group of staff members had surrounded the corridor tightly. Only when he got closer did he see Wen Mianyu playing with the gun.
The other party's sleeves were swaying, and her steps were light and graceful, but her figure was not that of a woman, but that of a martial artist with graceful movements and moves.
Lu Congxu couldn't help but stare in amazement.
He has liked Wen Mianyu for ten years and has a detailed understanding of her. The person in front of him looks almost identical to her except for the face.
He had thought about it before, at the rice noodle shop: preferences can be found online, but what about movements? Expressions? Can they be imitated exactly?
If Su Moli really had such acting skills, how could she have remained unknown for so long? If Su Moli had such a mind, why would she be so obsessed with him and do those things?
Now, his wavering mood has shifted invisibly. What if Wen Mianyu is really reborn?
The cell phone suddenly rang, interrupting Lu Congxu's thoughts and he walked to the corner to check the message.
Yang Feng: Brother Lu, you asked me to check on Su Moli last time, and I sent you the information.
Yang Feng: After hearing you sound so serious last time, I thought there was something difficult to investigate. There’s nothing special about this person.
Yang Feng: I think she has nothing to do with Queen Wen’s car accident.
As Yang Feng said, there was indeed nothing unusual in Su Moli's information.
Su Moli was born in a small county town and has a younger brother. Her parents favor boys over girls. She graduated from the Central Film Academy two years ago and has been working as an extra in the movie studio since then. There have been no recent changes in her account, such as large transfers.
The only thing that could be considered an accident was that about half a month ago, Su Moli fell into a lake near the community for some unknown reason and was rescued by a friend who was traveling with her.
It was the day when Wen Mianyu had the car accident.
Lu Congxu's eyes narrowed, and the hope that had been suppressed for a long time surged up. His dying heart was soaked in warm water and became warm again.
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After Wen Mianyu finished her set of fancy spear performances, the crew members had already gathered around her, cheering excitedly.
Amidst the commotion, Wen Mianyu walked to the wall, put his spear back, and raised an eyebrow at Chenzui, his meaning self-evident. "What's the matter?"
Intoxicated with pride but not unreasonable, he said, "I admit that I am prejudiced against you."
"Am I qualified to teach you?" Wen Mianyu asked.
Chen Zui endured the humiliation and uttered one word, "Enough."
Director Lin asked everyone to disperse and patted Wen Mianyu on the shoulder, "Jasmine is really a hidden talent!"
Luo Zhifan also came over excitedly, "Sister Jasmine, you are really amazing. The way you used the gun just now was like something out of a martial arts movie."
"It's okay. I haven't practiced for a long time." Wen Mianyu put his hands behind his back.
She wasn't being modest when she said this. When she was eighteen years old and performing fancy spear tricks for Lu Congxu, her movements were much more skillful than they are now. It was true that her skills were not as good as they used to be due to not practicing for a long time.
Luo Zhifan smiled and said, "Sister Jasmine, please teach me when you have time."
"Okay, I'll teach you if you like, but I'll teach Chenzui first." Wen Mianyu said and hooked her finger at Chenzui.
Chenzui stepped forward reluctantly, still with a cold face, but did not say no.
Wen Mianyu pinched his waist and instructed him on the moves when she suddenly heard Lu Congxu calling her from behind, "Su Moli."
Before Wen Mianyu turned around, her wrist was grabbed and Lu Congxu pulled her, "Come out with me."
"I'm still teaching students!" Wen Mianyu said.
Lu Congxu silently pulled her out.
Wen Mianyu couldn't resist him, so she turned around and said, "Zhifan, watch that action just now and be mesmerized. Repeat it a hundred times."
“…”Intoxicated.
"Okay!" Luo Zhifan agreed happily.
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