Chapter 482: Is she inward?

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She put popcorn on her lap. From time to time, she put a pop in her mouth, and then took a coke, and took a sip. In fact, this thing is not good enough, but, once in a while, It is also understandable.
The movie tells the story of a working woman in the northern town, climbing up from the bottom step by step, with tears and smiles, the plot is not bad, Ye Yimeng’s acting skills have also improved, at least, compared with the When she talked to each other, she felt much better. Her performance in this drama was remarkable. What should I say? She propped up her face, and then took Coke and sipped it one by one.
By the way, I watched some people doze off, yes, it was boring, just like drinking white water, maybe everyone is going to the male one, after all, it is a popular kid with many fans.
But these fans cannot support a good reputation.
The more I saw the end, it was really boring, and I thought, maybe she was the reason for the filming herself, so it is a bit picky. If it is in the sense of ordinary people, it may be better. She looked back at Lu. Yi.
Lu Yi turned her face, put her glass of cola in front of her, she lowered her head, took a straw, took a sip, and then looked at it quietly again.
But after a while, Yan Huan heard something strange.
Grunt, grunt...
Yan Huan's eyes jumped, and she followed the voice and saw the man sitting next to Fang Zhu falling asleep.
You said, you fall asleep, then go to sleep, no one stipulates that you can't sleep in the cinema, you can sleep by yourself, you can't see it, it's your business, but can you not affect other people.
When watching a movie, you can fall asleep, or sleep like this. Either this person is too tired, or this movie is really not very good.
Yan Huan can't say how bad it is, but she looks and can be considered. After all, she took it with her heart. It can't be too bad, but obviously, this is bad in the eyes of others.
There were only seven people in the audience, a sleeping boyfriend of Fang Zhu.
One who looks at God, but also recalls his life, Fang Zhu.
A serious look, but can not see, Yan Huan.
One is watching, but it is unintelligible, Lu Yi.
As for the other people, it seems to be a bit boring, because three of them have left the court halfway, and the four of them insisted on watching it. Yan Huan is respect. This is a courtesy for a film, and Lu Yi is the same.
She didn't know what Fang Zhu thought, but Fang Zhu's boyfriend fell asleep and screamed. From the beginning of the movie, he fell asleep to the end, and wasted this movie ticket in vain.
In the last two hours of the movie, Yan Huan didn't know how to describe it, but it actually failed.
I didn't grab the audience's heart, and the filming was a bit unintelligible. Fortunately, the performance of the actors in the picture are good.
Yan Huan drank the cola and finished the popcorn, and now he is ready to go home.
And when she came out, the film cutter at the door was staring at her again, and her eyes came out of her until she walked into the hall, and she never left.
What do you see, another staff member slammed the ticket collector's shoulder.
"You said that you can understand even if you look at men, what do you think a woman does?"
"That is Yan Huan!"
The ticket cuter reached out and pointed to the hall.
"That is Yan Huan."
"Yanhuan!"
The staff screamed suddenly.
Yan Huan raised her face, and then she found that all the people around her looked to her.
Yan Huan blinked her eyes, and before they responded, several flashes struck her.
Lu Yi stretched out his hand to block the block, and then walked outside with Yan Huan's shoulders. Now everyone still hasn't responded, nor is he going to get close to the idol, and then find the idol to answer the name.
Lu Yi had already walked out of the theater with Yan Huan, and when someone ordered to go out, he was gone.
"What are you looking at?" Fang Zhu asked his boyfriend.
The man stared straight at the photo in the corner, "I said, why is it so familiar, it turned out to be her," but he thought about it now, it was all a bit of a thump, God, he was the same His goddess was so close to him today, he didn't recognize it.
Fang Zhu felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and some words were unpleasant.
"I want to ask you," she stood in front of the man and then habitually pulled down the folds on her coat.
"You said, the man's eyes are still staring at the picture?" I was still annoyed, and I was annoyed that I missed a chance to know my goddess.
"You said," Fang Zhu didn't smile, but she couldn't laugh either. She always had a question in her heart and wanted someone to help her.
"Isn't it important that a woman is inside?"
"Of course," the man will not refute this. No one likes a woman with a straw bag, of course he is.
"Neither, so a woman with a blank face and a connotation, which one would your men like?"
"This..." The man touched his chin and looked at Yan Huan's picture again.
"A man's face is naturally a face at first glance. I have to say that a woman attracts a man's first face, the most important thing is, of course, the face. If the face is long and unbearable, how do you find her inner?"
"Like her," the man pointed at Yan Huan's stills.
"Look, such a woman, which man doesn't like it?"
"Do you say she is beautiful, um, beautiful."
"Do you say she is okay, quite good."
"Did you say that she was not internal, was it difficult?"
"Does she have?" Fang Zhu agreed before, because that is the fact, Yan Huan's skin is quite good, otherwise it will not be known as the national goddess, not every woman can be a national goddess. These four words.
However, to say the inner, she was not convinced, one only acted, one did not have much education, one even finished college, what kind of inner she is.
"Do you think she doesn't?"
The man lowered his head and asked Fang Zhu.
Fang Zhu froze for a moment, then pushed his glasses up again, and began to prepare a long story, "the so-called inner..."
"Your knowledge?" The man answered for her, "Your education, your knowledge, how many books you read, how many words you wrote, how many excellent you have rated. How many praises have you received from others, your teaching In the field, it has always been among the best. Your students are afraid of you, your school values ​​you, and your parents are proud of you since childhood."
"Isn't that difficult?"
Fang Zhu did not hear anything wrong?