But look at Lu Man. She was still a new student at the school when she brought Zheng Yuan and her other friends to meet Han Zhuoli.
Although Lu Man was not here physically, the slap of truth resounded so loudly.
Zhuang Tingting's face paled and purpled before she turned around and went back to her dormitory.
***
Lu Dongliu was having a gathering with his production team, drinking beer and barbecuing meat in a small restaurant.
In that noisy restaurant, there hung a television, and it was playing the live-stream of the film festival award ceremony.
Chi Xingrui was facing the TV, and when he spotted Han Zhuoli with Lu Man, he couldn't help but spit out his mouthful of beer.
Spraying the whole table.
Lu Dongliu: "…"
"Director Lu, look! Look at the TV!" Chi Xingrui's hands were shaking from shock. Pointing at the TV, he stammered, "It's Lu… Lu Lu Lu Lu…"
