Ran Lin stared at Lu Yiyao in a daze.
After he said the word "you", Ran Lin could no longer hear any background sound. The world seemed to suddenly become quiet, and only Lu Yiyao was left talking.
Everyone likes to hear praise.
If he had been praised like this before, Ran Lin would have set off fireworks in his heart. But now, he didn't want to ask any more questions, and he didn't want Lu Yiyao to continue. These nice words were like termites, gnawing at the fortress he had finally built in his heart - he couldn't build a copper or iron wall, so he could only build a wooden one. If he didn't stop the losses in time, he would be gnawed away sooner or later. The ground collapsed.
"Well, there's one thing I can't figure out." Raising his eyes, Ran Lin avoided meeting Lu Yiyao's gaze and only looked at the military emblem above his hat brim. "Even if Han Ze doesn't like me, there's no need to lower his status to act in a movie with newcomers, right?"
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