Chapter 47: The Gift

The H shop is a small corner that resembles a royal palace, and there is a large willow tree next to it, just above the small corner.

The www.biquge.info is a good place to shade the sun, with a small square table and four small horses in the corner.

There were two figures slowly walking towards the shade of the tree, Wu Jiaer was carrying a bag of boxed lunches, and Deng Yu was holding two bottles of drinks in his hands.

When she arrived at the place, Wu Jiaer asked Deng Yu to sit down, and she quickly divided the lunch box and placed it.

Deng Yu's eyes were full of smiles, and he was in a good mood, so he picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

Although Wu Jiaer was slamming the door just now, he still sold Deng Yu another box of stir-fried beef brisket, a box of braised honey pork ribs, and a box of long yam mixed with broccoli.

Deng Yu's taste is similar to Wu Jiaer's, so he is quite satisfied with these meals.

Chinese people are used to talking at the dinner table, and Wu Jiaer is no exception, complaining while chewing rice: "The director doesn't know where to get some cotton wool, put it in front of the blower and blow it vigorously, flying all over the sky, it looks really beautiful." I really want snowflakes after post-processing, but I ate cotton wool all afternoon, and it was so sad."

Deng Yu responded twice from time to time, but more often than not, he listened to her.

Maybe when others say these things, he will guess whether they have ulterior motives, but Wu Jiaer said that he believed very much that she was just complaining.

Suddenly, Wu Jiaer stopped talking, and chewed the food in his mouth for a long time, Deng Yu saw that something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wu Jiaer hesitated for a while, and finally said what Fang Lan said about ABCD, and said with a complicated feeling: "If we all rely on post-processing, then why do we have to bother memorizing lines?"

Deng Yu glanced at her deeply, and his tone was quite serious: "I once filmed a play, and the actor I played against was a very popular little fresh meat at that time. He doesn't even know how to move, he doesn't memorize his lines, and even some shots are stand-ins, which is such a person who can't act, and many old drama bones have played the second male lead. Years later, I was still liked by many people, but he gradually faded out of the public eye, and there has been no news for several years.