"In that case," Cheng Weiyue stared at the expression on her face, with a hint of advice: "You and I go to the police station, and we will report the crime, okay?"

Lin Miaoyu's face turned ugly when she heard this, and her hands were cold. She was terrified: "Report the crime? Is this the only way?"

"Justice should be upheld, but it must not be an abuse of lynching. Tell the police everything we know, and the state will impose the most just sanctions." Cheng Weiyue said firmly: "We must believe in the law."

"But. But if Chu Manxiao knew that I did all this, she would not let me go." Lin Miaoyu slowly shook her head: "My acting career may be ruined."

Cheng Weiyue was silent for a moment.

She had no right to force Lin Miaoyu to make a decision. The fact that she could tell herself all this was beyond her expectations.

But Chu Manxiao can never go unpunished.

Cheng Weiyue looked at Lin Miaoyu's panicked and frightened expression, patted her shoulder and said: "Don't worry, since you haven't made a decision yet, I will give you time. But you have already made the decision to tell me about this."

Decision, then you must know what is right, right?”

Lin Miaoyu said nothing, perhaps because her eyes were moist, and her eyes were getting bloodier and redder.

"Let me think about it," Lin Miaoyu said hoarsely, "I need some time."

"Okay, contact me anytime if you need anything." Cheng Weiyue said sincerely: "No matter what, I thank you for telling me these things today. I have a very important friend. What you said is very likely to

I can give her a clean slate."

Lin Miaoyu didn't say anything. She lowered her eyes, took her hand away from Cheng Weiyue's, took the sunglasses on the table and put them on again.

"By the way, don't tell me what I told you today."

"Don't worry," Cheng Weiyue interrupted her, "It's related to your safety. I won't tell anyone unless you make up your mind to report the case with me."

Lin Miaoyu bit her lower lip, leaving a row of obvious tooth marks.

She hesitated in place for a long time, and finally, she slowly opened her mouth and said, "Thank you very much."

Cheng Weiyue shook her head.

Outside the door, Lan Rong and others have been waiting.

Seeing Lin Miaoyu come out, everyone showed no expression.

Lin Miaoyu didn't mind either and walked outside without saying a word.

It was raining lightly, so Yang Jiao stopped her: "Wait a minute, you forgot to take your umbrella."

Lin Miaoyu's steps stagnated, and indescribable sourness filled her heart.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she took the umbrella handed over by Yang Jiao.

When she walked far away, she could still hear Lan Rong saying to Yang Jiao: "Why are you such a stupid kid? Let her get wet in the rain."

And Yang Jiao said in a low voice: "We are all colleagues in the same company, and she has not targeted me in the past two years."

Lan Rong scolded her that the scar had healed and she had forgotten the pain.

Lin Miaoyu somehow felt unspeakably sad.

She raised her face, suppressed her messy emotions, and walked out without looking back.

When she was not far away, Cheng Weiyue came out of the room.

As soon as Lan Rong saw her coming out, he asked, "What's going on? You guys have been talking inside for so long."

"It's nothing," Cheng Weiyue said with a smile: "I thought you would listen to the corner, why didn't you listen?"

"I would like to hear it," Lan Rong rolled his eyes, "but the sound insulation effect is so good, I didn't hear anything clearly."

"I'll install a loudspeaker next time so you can hear everything clearly." Cheng Weiyue blinked.

Lan Rong was amused by her, "Young Poverty, since I have nothing to do, I won't waste time with you. I still have to read the script."

"Let's go slowly without seeing you off." Cheng Weiyue waved towards him.

When Meng Tingxu, who had been fooling around with Yang Jiao, saw this, he also pulled Yang Jiao and said, "Jiao Jiao, let's go read the script too."

Yang Jiao nodded and followed Meng Tingxu obediently.

All in all, it was a calm morning.

After the venue was set up in the afternoon, Cheng Weiyue took the time to start filming the third scene.

Yang Jiao also has a role in this scene, playing Ning Xiaoshuang's deskmate, Song Ming.

She has a boyish name and a lively and cheerful personality, which can be said to be the complete opposite of Ning Xiaoshuang played by Meng Tingxu.

Everyone was ready, but for a while, Meng Tingxu was nowhere to be seen.

Li Qi was sitting behind the monitor. At this time, he slightly poked his head out and looked at Cheng Weiyue: "Where is Meng Tingxu?"

Cheng Weiyue knew that Li Qi's character was very strict in his work and no mistakes were allowed.

But Meng Tingxu is not the kind of person who suddenly arrives late and leaves early.

Cheng Weiyue frowned and said, "I'll go take a look first. Maybe I'm a little nervous."

Li Qi nodded and agreed.

Meng Tingxu's lounge was not far away. Cheng Weiyue knocked on the door and said, "Tingxu, are you ready?"

There was no response from the door for a long time. Just when Cheng Weiyue was confused, Meng Tingxu finally opened the door slowly and walked out.

"Director Cheng, I'm sorry. I was a little nervous just now and took a long time to recite the lines." Meng Tingxu said with a smile.

Her look today is particularly delicate and beautiful, she is slim, energetic and cute.

Cheng Weiyue naturally didn't say anything. She took Meng Tingxu's hand and said, "It's nothing. Let's go filming now."

Meng Tingxu smiled slightly and nodded.

Cheng Weiyue pulled Meng Tingxu to the photography area. Li Qi had already picked up the intercom and said: "Everyone is ready."

"Weiyue, I'm going to go filming first." Meng Tingxu said softly.

Cheng Weiyue said yes.

The third scene started as scheduled.

At the end of the corridor, the incandescent light was dim, and it was raining heavily outside.

Freshman classroom, third row.

Ning Xiaoshuang sat in her seat and quietly wrote her name in the textbook with a black pen.

She asked her mother for a newspaper and was carefully wrapping a book.

"What's so good about the homework book?" Song Ming, wearing two braids, skipped to Ning Xiaoshuang's side, picked up her newspaper, took a look at it, and said: "And this one is too ugly.

I'll give you my book cover."

"No need." Ning Xiaoshuang said quickly.

"It doesn't matter," Ning Xiaoshuang said generously: "My mother had to give it to me in the first place. I don't want it at all. It's not a waste to give it to you. How nice."

She couldn't refuse and placed a stack of book covers in front of Ning Xiaoshuang.

Ning Xiaoshuang was a little embarrassed, but she was usually reluctant to buy these colorful book covers, so how could she refuse.

As the school bell rang, all the children returned to their seats.

Ning Xiaoshuang put down the textbook in her hand and was about to sit up straight when she suddenly felt dizzy and with a plop, she and the chair fell to the ground.

"Xuxu's acting looks really good," Meng Tingxu's agent said with emotion.

(End of chapter)


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