Teacher Yu said a lot of encouraging words until the bell rang. She waved her hand and asked the students to move their textbooks.
Although the homework this semester has become much more arduous, Lin Wanwan's life trajectory has not changed.
I go to school from Monday to Friday and film on the weekends.
"Death Mask" only has the last two unit stories left, and Lin Wanwan filmed them smoothly without any glitches in the middle.
More and more people are following the show, the ratings are rising steadily, breaking several records in a row, and the online reputation is getting better and better.
A month and a half later, "Death Mask" was completed.
Jiang Zhiming specially held a banquet, and all important members of the crew attended.
Lin Wanwan was immersed in eating food. Jiang Zhiming, who was flushed from drinking, came over and toasted to her and said emotionally, "Wanwan, for our drama to achieve such good results, you at least accounted for 100%." Eighty percent of your contribution, today, let me use this glass of wine to express my gratitude to you!"
Lin Wanwan quickly put down his chopsticks, "If the script itself were not of excellent quality, it would be useless no matter how good my acting was. Now my popularity has increased because of the mask. It's my turn to thank you."
She poured a glass of juice, "I don't drink, so I'll drink juice instead. Here's a toast to you."
Hearing this, other members of the crew started to persuade him.
"Wanwan, it's rare that everyone is happy today, don't be so disappointing!"
"Yes, come on, let's all have a drink together!"
Lin Wanwan frowned. Drinking would cause drug addiction, so she naturally couldn't touch alcohol.
But the atmosphere was good tonight and so many people were making noises. If she refused too forcefully, it would inevitably arouse everyone's dissatisfaction.
When he was in a dilemma, a lazy voice floated over, "What's the point of drinking with someone who doesn't know how to drink? Why don't I come to accompany you?"
Everyone was startled and turned around.
I saw a slender young man wearing a dark gray casual suit pushing open the door and entering.
He naturally put one hand in his trouser pocket, and his peach blossom eyes quickly scanned the unfamiliar faces, and finally landed directly on Lin Wanwan's face.
The moment he saw her, the man raised his lips and smiled, attracting everyone's attention.
"His!"
There were gasps of air in the box, and Jiang Zhiming was more than half awake in an instant.
Others were also shocked, why did Mr. Tang come here
Is it because...
Sure enough, Tang Chen walked straight towards Linwanwan and stood behind her.
He put a hand casually on her shoulder, lowered his upper body, and said in her ear in a very ambiguous manner, "My dear, long time no see."
Although Lin Wanwan had the urge to punch him, in public, she could only endure the tone and push his paw away angrily.
"Young Master Tang, why are you so here?"
"Because I miss you so much that I can't eat well and sleep. I even dream about you at night. My paper towels are consumed very quickly at night without you by my side."
Tang Chen sighed, looking like he was trapped in love and couldn't extricate himself.
Lin Wanwan: "..." Is he sure this is a serious confession and not driving a rickshaw
"Pfft!" Someone burst out laughing, obviously understanding the connotation of these words.
Lin Wanwan, an old driver, was as calm as ever and rolled his eyes at him, "You're not saying you want to drink with us. What do you mean by standing still? Why don't you sit down."
Tang Chen pulled out the chair and sat next to her obediently, but his expression was a little strange, "Why don't you blush?"