Chapter 29:

At noon, the sun shining in obliquely from a distance, stretching the two figures, making the shadows overlap each other.
Xiang Yueming's eyes were pierced by the sun, and then he heard what Cheng Zhan meant.
She raised her eyes and looked at the deep pupils that he was outlined, and she wandered for a moment.
Soon, she recovered.
The two looked at each other silently and stood in a stalemate.
Xiang Yueming don't open his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "I'm happy, is this answer satisfactory?"
Cheng Zhan: "..."
He looked down at her and said softly: "Really."
"Correct."
Xiang Yueming threw away his hand: "Cheng should pay attention to the image a little bit. In broad daylight, pull the hand of the female celebrity and don't worry about affecting your reputation."
Cheng Zhan paused and looked at her: "Worry about me?"
"...?"
Xiang Yueming looked at him in surprise, her eyes full of shock. How cheeky is this person? ! When did she show that she cared about him? !
Xiang Yueming sneered, tilted his head and glanced at the other side: "I care about cats and dogs, and will not care about you."
She reminded Cheng Zhan: "We have separated, and Mr. Cheng is on his own."
After that, she turned her head to look at him, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Or, Mr. Cheng has found that he has loved me so much that he can't help himself. Are you ready to chase me back?"
Cheng Zhan said nothing.
Xiang Yueming concealed his bitterness and twitched his lips: "I have to make a movie, let's go first."
She lifted her head and walked away straight.
Cheng Zhan tilted his head subconsciously and looked at her back.
The dancer has a long neck and a very different temperament. Even from the back, one can see the beauty.
When the person disappeared in front of him, Cheng Zhan looked down at his hand that was thrown away.
He pulled his lower lip lightly, and just about to leave, laughter came from one side.
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes.
Boyu came out of the bathroom and leaned at the door to look at him with a smile but a smile: "Dumped?"
He folded his arms and raised his chin: "Is this your little beauty who can act like a baby?"
"..."
Cheng Zhan looked at him coldly.
Boyu chuckled lightly and said meaningfully: "I didn't deliberately eavesdrop, but you are going to say it in this public place. I barely listened."
Cheng Zhan remained calm.
Boyu raised his eyebrows and smiled like an evildoer: "You said, if this is to let Jiang Chen and the others know, would you have to make fun of you for half a year."
Cheng Zhan: "..."
More than half a year, maybe half a lifetime.
He glanced at Boyu and warned, "Shut up."
Boyu smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Since I dumped your little beauty, I can think about the script if I talk about it."
He looked at Cheng Zhan with teasing in his eyes: "Have you not read the outline of the script?"
Cheng Zhan looked at him.
Boyu laughed and said: "In the script, the heroine also missed the hero once, just in that scene, it feels good."
He comforted Cheng Zhan: "I'll discuss with Director Xu and give her an audition opportunity."
"Bo Yu!" Cheng Zhan shouted through gritted teeth.
Boyu hummed lightly: "What? Don't you want to fight for resources for your little beauty?"
Cheng Zhan was silent.
Boyu was a little serious and raised his eyes: "As a screenwriter, do you need me to teach you some ways to chase girls?"
Cheng Zhan cut his eyes and walked straight forward: "No need."
He sneered: "Half a catty, what right do you have to laugh at me?" Boyu: "..."
For the first time, he was choked by Cheng Zhan.
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Back on the set, Xiang Yueming's expression was impermanent.
Xiaoxi handed her a glass of water and whispered: "Sister, Mr. Cheng just went into the shed and sat for a while, and Mr. Cheng followed after you left."
Xiang Yueming lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Xiaoxi whispered: "Lin Youyuan also asked where Mr. Cheng was going, Mr. Cheng ignored her."
She suppressed her voice and said, "She wants to follow, Mr. Cheng said--"
Before she could say anything, Xiang Yueming interrupted her.
She looked at Xiaoxi and smiled swiftly: "Xiaoxi, I have nothing to do with him anymore. Whoever he talks to and what to say has nothing to do with me."
"Huh?" Xiaoxi looked at her: "But--"
"No but."
Xiang Yueming shook the script in his hand and said softly, "I read the script."
"...Well, I won't bother you."
Xiang Yueming read the script carefully and drew his attention from other places.
After a while, it was Lin Youyuan's rivalry with another actor.
Xiang Yueming stared at him for a while, but also had to express his admiration.
She also hopes that she has this kind of appeal.
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After the morning filming, Xiang Yueming came over in advance, naturally staying here for dinner.
Director Song also looked enthusiastic.
But what she didn't expect was that Cheng Zhan and Director Xu also stayed behind.
"How about trying the crew's box lunch?"
Director Xu smiled: "I don't care, see Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Zhan let out an "um" and nodded: "Yes."
Director Song nodded and looked at Cheng Zhan's introduction: "Cheng, don't dislike it. Our actors and actresses all eat this."
Cheng Zhan smiled: "No."
After a while, all the boxes were delivered.
Xiang Yueming knew that she was not familiar with other people, and she was a bit out of place. She and Xiaoxi consciously found a small corner, and before they had time to sit down, someone called her.
Xiang Yueming raised his eyes.
Song pointed out: "Yueming, come to our side to eat together."
Xiang Yueming: "Huh?"
In response to everyone's curious gaze, Director Song explained: "Director Xu said that I would like to talk to you and communicate with you."
In an instant, everyone looked at Xiang Yueming in surprise.
Who is Director Xu? He is a film director with many reputations and box office.
Unlike Director Song, he focuses on movies and TV shows.
Xu Toutou's products are not too many, but every movie is a fine product, and it will be popular.
Now there are many well-known actors in the circle, and many of them are brought out by him. Most of the actors he uses are powerful and famous.
And now, he said publicly that he would talk to Xiang Yueming about work.
How can this not make everyone curious and surprised.
The staff's eyes were full of surprise, and Lin Youyuan's face changed and looked a little ugly. Because of the leading role, she sat beside Director Xu on purpose, wanting to chat with him. Before he could speak, Dao Xu motioned to let Xiang Yueming come over.
She didn't know whether Xu Dao did it intentionally or unintentionally.
But no matter what it was, she was embarrassed and very upset.
Lin Youyuan knows what drama Director Xu is preparing.
Boyu is also the chief screenwriter of a flying movie. These two people cooperated, and the movie can be said to be popular before being filmed. Both of them are representatives of reputation and strength.
As long as one of them helps, it means quality.
Lin Youyuan has been asking her agent to negotiate, trying to get an audition opportunity.
But the answer given by Director Xu was that it was not yet time. After audition, it's useless to agree in advance.
That's why she wanted to take this opportunity to talk to Director Xu more, at least to make him have an impression of herself.
Her face was slightly stiff, she looked at Xiang Yueming and smiled: "Come on, sit next to me."
Xiang Yueming smiled slightly: "Thank you."
Just as she was about to walk over, Boyu got up: "Sit here."
He smiled brightly at Xiang Yueming: "It's easier to talk to Director Xu."
Next to Director Xu, there is Lin Youyuan on one side, Bo Yu on the other, and Cheng Zhan next to Bo Yu.
The location is not specially arranged, it is very random.
Xiang Yueming was startled, and did not refuse.
"Thank you Teacher Bo."
Boyu: "You are welcome."
Boyu switched to Cheng Zhan's other side and chatted with Director Song.
After sitting down, Director Xu looked at Yueming and raised his eyebrows: "It looks really good."
Xiang Yueming was stunned and pursed his lips: "Thank you."
Director Xu smiled and explained, "My wife is chasing your variety show, right?"
Xiang Yueming nodded.
Director Xu continued: "My wife is a fan of yours. Is it convenient to give me an autograph later?"
Xiang Yueming was flattered and quickly said, "Of course it's convenient, please stop teasing me, Director Xu."
Director Xu smiled: "I really don't. My wife must be very happy to have the opportunity to eat at home."
"Okay." Xiang Yueming promised lightly, "I hope this opportunity."
Director Xu nodded in satisfaction.
The food at their table is a bit different from others.
Originally, Director Song had the same lunch as everyone else. But after all, Cheng Zhan and others came over, and someone specially made a small stir-fry and sent it over, which is better in comparison.
Everyone ate while talking, and in front of Xiang Yueming were eggplants and two foods that he didn't like very much.
She bowed her head and sipped her food, occasionally cue responded with a sentence or two.
Suddenly, the person next to him stood up.
Several people looked at him.
Cheng Zhan said lightly: "Bo Yu."
Boyu glanced at him: "What?"
Cheng Zhan pointed: "Change two dishes."
Boyu glanced at the dishes over there, instantly knowing it.
"Forget, Mr. Cheng doesn't eat eggplants."
Director Song smiled: "Then change, the eggplant is pretty good."
Cheng Zhan smiled: "Yeah."
In an instant, braised pork and potato shreds were placed in front of Yueming. Her favorite.
She glanced at the white rice in the bowl and pursed her lips.
Suddenly, the man's voice came from his ears: "Why don't you eat?"
Xiang Yueming was startled and looked at him in surprise.
Cheng Zhan looked open, as if asking casually.
Director Xu also glanced at her and smiled gently: "Is the food not to my appetite?"
"No no."
Xiang Yueming quickly said: "I was thinking about something just now, and I was a little lost."
Everyone was no longer surprised.
Xiang Yueming raised his hand to pick up vegetables. She had to admit that after changing the dishes, her appetite improved.
Lin Youyuan's eyes rolled around Xiang Yueming and Cheng Zhan, vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while.
She frowned, she could only suppress her doubts for a while.
The breath was full of the smell of men, and Xiang Yueming felt comfortable smelling it.
She took a deep breath and ate half a bowl of rice before letting it go.
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After eating, the studio has one or two hours off.
When Xiang Yueming wanted to read the script again, she was stopped by Director Xu.
Director Xu looked at her: "It's not convenient for Fang to chat?"
Xiang Yueming was startled and nodded: "Okay."
Director Xu pointed: "Go over there, cool down over there."
"it is good."
The two walked into the shed, and Director Xu looked at her: "Come on, give me an autograph first. I'll go home for business."
Xiang Yueming laughed and looked at him: "What do you want to write?"
Director Xu thought for a while: "Whatever you want."
Xiang Yueming asked Xiaoxi for a photo of herself, signed the photo, and sent a sentence by the way.
I wish Mrs. Xu peace, joy, and happiness.
Director Xu looked at her handwriting, raised his eyebrows and said, "The writing is good, have you practiced?"
Xiang Yueming paused with the pen's hand and nodded.
"Practiced."
Director Xu took a closer look and looked to the other side: "Cheng Zhan."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes.
Dao Xu said bluntly: "Are Yueming's characters a bit like yours?"
"..."
Lin Youyuan paused and looked up at the two of them: "Really? Let me have a look."
As she said, the first one stepped forward.
Lin Youyuan glanced, a hint of unexplained emotion flashed in her eyes.
She actually... didn't read the words of Cheng Zhan.
Director Song also joined in the fun: "I'll take a look too, shouldn't Cheng Cheng also write one?"
As usual, Cheng Zhan would naturally not perform for others. But at this meeting, he calmly agreed.
"it is good."
Cheng Zhan glanced at the back of the photo signed by Yueming, there was still an open space.
He reached out to Yueming.
Xiang Yueming hasn't recovered yet.
Cheng Zhan reminded in a low voice: "Pen."
Xiang Yueming handed it to him.
Cheng Zhan bent down and wrote a sentence below the line she wrote.
――Good health and always young.
As for the signature, he signed it next to Xiang Yueming's signature.
After he finished writing, Dao Xu reacted.
"Cheng Zhan! I didn't let you write on it. That was the signature for my wife. What did you write on it?"
Cheng Zhan handed it to him calmly, and said in a hurry, "You didn't tell me to write something else."
Xu Dao was too angry.
Boyu lightly licked the corners of his lips, "How about I also send a blessing?"
Cheng Zhan didn't even think about it, and refused without hesitation: "You are not worthy."
Boyu: "..."
Xiang Yueming: "..."
She whispered: "You are not worthy."
But the words were so light that only Cheng Zhan, who was standing next to her, could hear them.
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes and looked at her.
Director Song looked at the words of the two men and touched his chin with emotion: "It really looks a bit like."
"I feel so too."
Xiang Yueming did not speak.
She practiced handwriting in elementary school, and her writing was not bad. But how do I say it is a bit different from Cheng Zhan's words.
After the two were together, Cheng Zhan occasionally practiced handwriting quietly. Xiang Yueming found it very interesting and good. When he was fine, he would practice handwriting in Cheng Zhan's study.
In the beginning, it was calligraphy.
Her brush writing is terrible, and there is no font at all.
Cheng Zhan teased her a few times before teaching her.
Inexplicably, a scene of him teaching her for the first time appeared in front of Xiang Yueming's eyes.
Cheng Zhan teaches people to charge tuition.
Xiang Yueming was forced to kiss him for a long time before he reluctantly taught her.
He corrected her posture with the pen, and people stood behind her.
Sunlight came in from the edge of the window lattice and fell on the white rice paper.
Cheng Zhan held her hand and taught her how to use force, to be more vigorous and lighter at a certain point.
He is more patient than ordinary teachers.
At first, Xiang Yueming wrote like a dog crawling, which was terrible.
He didn't laugh at her either.
When Xiang Yueming was frustrated, he deliberately wrote badly and told her that he was the same.
After teaching for a long time, Xiang Yueming naturally learned.
After that, seeing Cheng Zhan's pen and writing well, she could not help imitating it for a while.
As a result, the characters written now have a taste of Cheng Zhan.
Listening to the murmur in his ear, Xiang Yueming recovered.
"No."
She smiled and said, "My writing is far behind Cheng Zong."
"pretty good."
Cheng Zhan said indifferently, "I was specifically looking for a teacher to learn?"
Xiang Yueming said with no expression on her face.
Fortunately, I didn't make fun of the word for a long time, and it passed after a while.
Xiang Yueming and Director Xu had a serious chat about the audition.
Director Xu did have the script in his hand, but he had seen Xiang Yueming's play before, and it was so-so, without much thought.
It's just the boss who pays.
Cheng Zhan didn't force him, he just said that he could see it on the spot.
Director Xu came here, and Boyu happened to be watching two people in the crew next door.
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In the afternoon, it was Xiang Yueming's cameo.
Director Xu was very leisurely today, and simply watched by the side.
Director Song turned his head to look at him, and asked curiously, "Do you really like Xiang Yueming?"
Director Xu glanced at him: "Look at the acting skills."
Director Song nodded and pointed: "Why is Cheng Zhan here too."
"He came to see Boyu."
Director Song snorted lightly and looked at his eyes: "You really think I can't see anything?"
Just the interaction between Xiang Yueming and Cheng Zhan, no matter how deeply hidden it is, it is not worth mentioning to old foxes like them.
What's more, only Xiang Yueming was hiding, and Cheng Zhanke did not constrain at all.
Director Xu smiled heartily, and took a sip of his tea: "You don't know if you see it through, you understand?"
Director Song: "..."
"Friendship between boy and girl?"
"I don't know." Director Xu said slowly: "I didn't ask."
Cheng Zhan went to the side and answered the phone, it was Ding Sugu
"General Cheng."
Cheng Zhan stood under the corner and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
Ding Zhencheng said: "I have something to discuss with you."
"Say."
"On the dance side, there may be problems in the finals."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes: "Who do you want to hold?"
Ding Hang steals the character Shuoluo, is a female star in the circle, is also a dancer, and belongs to another company.
In the circle, this kind of unspoken rule is very common.
Sometimes participating in competitions is really not enough. There are always some background operations, you can find loopholes, but there is no alternative.
If it was someone else, Cheng Zhan would not take care of this kind of thing.
It's just that, returning to his side, it has a different meaning.
He pondered for a moment, and asked unhurriedly, "Who is behind?"
"Small total."
Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked faintly: "Really."
Ding Shuxu..."
Cheng Zhan reminded: "No hidden rules are allowed in this show."
He said: "You can give Xinchun a bottom line."
"understand."
An exclamation came from behind, and Cheng Zhan turned his head subconsciously.
The afternoon sun was scorching hot, emerging through the clouds and falling to the ground.
The ground is scorched by the temperature, making people feel dry.
But when people appear not far away, they feel cool and comfortable.
Xiang Yueming changed into a dance costume, which clung to the slender one.
She sets off her long and straight legs, and her slender waist makes a full grip.
The hair was all up by the makeup artist, and it looked like a real dance teacher.
There is not much makeup on the face, only light makeup, which looks refreshing and clean. The skin is translucent, and people can't help but want to focus on her.
The staff stared at it, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Watch it well."
"Gosh, the temperament of dancing is different."
"Deportment is really full marks."
"Mr. Cheng?"
Ding Wan proudly paid: "Mr Cheng."
Mr. Cheng returned to his senses, looked away from Xiang Yueming, and said, "Let the program team know the meaning of this program, and no unspoken voting is allowed."
"Yes."
Cheng Zhan paused and reminded: "Tell the director a message."
Ding Shuou said. "
"Xiang Yueming is from Chen Xing."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Zhan raised his eyes and looked at Xiang Yueming for a long while before walking towards the director.
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The afternoon play is in a large classroom on the first floor.
Xiang Yueming is a teacher who teaches people to dance.
Other idlers and others are also busy outside. Only the director and others enter inside, trying not to make any sound.
There is still something on the other side of Boyu, so let's go first.
Cheng Zhan walked up to Director Xu and sat down. Director Xu glanced at him and teased: "Is the company busy today?"
"Ok."
Director Xu is clear: "Then I will leave later."
Cheng Zhan nodded.
This scene is against Xiang Yueming and Lin Youyuan.
In the play, she is Lin Youyuan's dance teacher. However, the two only exchanged a few words briefly.
Lin Youyuan changed her clothes and came out, naturally seeing Xiang Yueming, who was wearing the same style as herself but in a different color.
Lin Youyuan's face became cold after seeing the stretched person not far away.
"Teacher Lin is so beautiful."
Lin Youyuan smiled slightly: "Thank you."
She walked towards Xiang Yueming.
As soon as they walked over, everyone was surprised to find that Xiang Yueming even suppressed Lin Youyuan. Whether it is looks or temperament, Xiang Yueming can get one hundred and one points.
Director Song also frowned, "Suddenly regret it."
Director Xu laughed: "The supporting role is better than the protagonist, what do you think?"
Director Song: "...I haven't been in contact with Xiang Yueming, I saw it in the photo."
Cheng Zhan didn't even think about it, and said: "She is not that photogenic."
Compared with the pictures that have been repaired, Xiang Yueming's pictures are more beautiful and beautiful.
She is agile and alive.
The rigid photos suppressed her charm.
When the words came out, the two turned to look at him.
Cheng Zhan was very calm and raised his eyes: "Look at what I do?"
Director Xu: "What do you mean."
Cheng Zhan ignored the two.
The shooting officially began.
Xiang Yueming danced under everyone's attention, and she was in the play. The look in Lin Youyuan's eyes was also different from before.
Lin Youyuan looked at her, she couldn't keep up, and her eyes were not right.
After getting stuck several times, Director Song had to let them rest.
He looked at Lin Youyuan: "What's wrong with you Youyuan? Don't be distracted when shooting."
Lin Youyuan's face froze, apologetic: "Sorry."
Director Song said "Yes" and looked towards Yueming: "Yueming performed well, and I will continue to maintain it later."
Xiang Yueming nodded: "Thank you, Director Song."
The two of them went to rest.
The staff whispered: "I didn't expect Xiang Yueming to perform well."
"Yeah, right? I also found out that Teacher Lin couldn't catch two scenes just now."
"It should be a good deal of thinking."
"To be honest, dancing to Yueming is really nice! Like a fairy."
"I kind of want to fan Xiangyueming."
...
Lin Youyuan's expression was ugly as he listened to the discussion next to her.
She did not expect that Xiang Yueming would be good at acting.
If I remember correctly, she had played against Xiang Yueming before, and her acting skills could only be 50 points. But I just came down, saying that 80 is not an exaggeration.
The assistant looked at her face and whispered: "Sister Youyuan, don't listen to them, you are much better than her."
Lin Youyuan sneered: "It's just a play that performed well."
The assistant nodded repeatedly: "Yes."
The two were chatting nearby, and Xiaoxi was blowing a rainbow fart to Yueming.
"Sister, you are just amazing."
Xiang Yueming looked at her amusedly and drank her saliva: "It's Lin Youyuan who didn't perform well. In fact, I'm not as good as her."
"I do not care."
Xiaoxi stared at her: "With me, you are the best sister."
Xiang Yueming smiled.
After a break, the shooting will continue.
Lin Youyuan was no longer distracted, and both of them entered the state.
Director Song is very enjoyable.
After filming twice, the scene was over.
He praised the two of them, nodded and said, "Both perform well."
The two nodded.
Throughout the afternoon, Xiang Yueming was a guest.
She doesn't have many scenes, and if everything goes well, she can get it done in one afternoon.
Director Song originally thought that Xiang Yueming's scene would take two days to film, but he didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
At the end of the last scene, Director Song took the lead and applauded: "The task was completed ahead of time."
Xiang Yueming nodded and bowed: "Thank you everyone."
The staff waved: "It should be."
In the evening, Director Song looked at her: "Would you like to have another meal together?"
Xiang Yueming smiled and reminded: "Director Song, you just said that you are going to shoot at night." She bluntly said: "I will come back next time, everyone rest, and invite everyone to dinner."
Everyone cheered.
Xiang Yueming is a guest star and will leave after filming.
She went back to the dressing room to change her clothes, and ran into Lin Youyuan again when she came out.
"Don't be smug."
Lin Youyuan looked at her: "You are nothing but that."
Xiang Yueming looked at her with a smile: "Teacher Lin, these words should be given to you."
She tilted her head and smiled, thinking about the scene she had just seen: "Do you really want to know Mr. Cheng?"
Lin Youyuan stared at her.
Xiang Yueming bent her lips and smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals: "It's a pity that Cheng always doesn't want to know you."
She sorted out her clothes and asked faintly: "Do you know why?"
Lin Youyuan stared at her angrily, "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Oh." Xiang Yueming was very calm: "Forget it."
She lifted her hair, and said bitterly: "I wanted to tell you a little secret. Since you are not interested, then don't say it."
After Xiang Yueming finished speaking, he wanted to move forward.
Just stepping out, Lin Youyuan's voice came from behind: "Wait."
Xiang Yueming looked back.
"Regret it?"
"What's the secret?"
Xiang Yueming stared at her for a long while, then chuckled lightly.
She stepped back two steps, bent down slightly, pressed against her ear and said, "Cheng, you like me."
Lin Youyuan's eyes widened, and when she realized that she was teased, she was already far away.
She looked at the back walking away, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Xiang Yueming!"
...
After walking out of the set, Xiang Yueming patted her cheek with hindsight.
She reflected on it for two seconds, was it a bit too much.
But after another thought, I felt okay. She just lied, it's no big deal.
Just thinking about it, a car stopped next to it.
Xiang Yueming was waiting for Xiaoxi and the driver. He glanced at the color of the car and drew it away without thinking about it.
In the evening, the sun sets.
The sky outside was dyed orange-red, still looking beautiful.
Xiang Yueming tilted his head and looked out the window and shouted, "Xiaoxi, I'm thirsty, is there any water?"
As soon as the voice fell, an open bottle of mineral water was handed over in front of him.
Xiang Yueming didn't see it clearly, so he lowered his head and drank a small bottle.
After drinking, she felt a little more comfortable. She rubbed her eyes and was a little tired: "Xiaoxi, I'm a little sleepy. I'll sleep for a while."
No one answered.
Xiang Yueming repeated: "Call me later."
The car was quiet for a while, and a familiar voice came from nearby: "There are clothes behind."
Xiang Yueming was startled.
She turned her head stiffly and looked at the man sitting next to her.
Her lips moved, and it took a long time to suffocate a sentence: "Why are you? Where is Xiaoxi?"
Cheng Zhan raised his eyes: "Look, is it your car?"
Xiang Yueming looked around, very good. The car has the same brand and the same color, but it's not her car.
She choked, speechless.
"Then you stop, I will go down now."
Cheng Zhan looked at her and asked faintly: "Am I so kind?"