Chapter 1776 Crew's Birthday

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

The brisk singing is approaching from far away.

Ruan Tiantian noticed a cart with candles pushed out from the corner, as if to surprise her, it was hidden in advance.

Waiting for someone to approach.

Ruan Tiantian realized that the crew members were following the cart.

Director Zheng was pushing the cart, Wuyue was beside him, and even the ice face of Eleven followed, and several older seniors also sang happy birthday songs along.

Xiaoqing exclaimed excitedly: "Yes, Tiantian is your birthday today! Look at me, I forgot!"

Ruan Tiantian was stunned for half a minute, until the cart was pushed in front of her, and the three-tiered cake with candles was clearly in front of her eyes, then she recalled today's day.

Oh.

It turned out that today is her birthday.

She doesn't remember any of it.

Birthday……

Speaking of it, she hasn't celebrated her birthday for a long time. Last year, because she was busy, she joined the crew seamlessly and was filming in the crew. She didn't think of celebrating her birthday, and the crew didn't celebrate her birthday either.

Instead, her marshmallows set up an offline birthday support party for her. Knowing that she couldn't celebrate her birthday, they supported her and had it online.

Seeing her in a daze, Wu Yue said, "What are you doing in a daze? Blowing out candles."

Director Zheng also said: "Yes, don't let us blow in the cold wind for too long, my old bones are no match for you young people, and I can't stand the cold."

One sentence made Ruan Tiantian laugh.

She raised her hand and rubbed her astringent eyes, laughed twice, bent down, and took a long breath to blow out the grip.

As soon as it was blown out, Wu Yue took out a box and handed it to her: "Birthday present."

Director Zheng also took one out of his pocket: "Take it away, I asked my wife to help you choose it, you must like it!"

Lan Qi also carefully took out the same item from her bag: "Happy birthday."

"Happy birthday."

"Happy birthday, a little heart."

Even Eleven took out an exquisitely packaged box from his backpack and handed it to her, saying coldly, "Choose whatever you want."

Ruan Tiantian took the gift in a hurry. It wasn't the birthday gift she received the most, but it really touched her, made her a warm and happy birthday.

In the past, birthdays were either for business entertainment, or for the media and the public, thus losing the birthday itself.

She kept saying thank you, and gave Yang Yu Xiaoqing the gift that she could hardly hold.

Wu Yue handed her a knife and said with a smile, "Okay, the candles have been blown out, and the presents have been received, so it's time to cut the cake?"

Ruan Tiantian smiled and took the knife from her hand: "Okay."

The cake was cut, because there were too many people, and we couldn't divide it up one by one. Everyone came up to get what they wanted, but everyone was an actor, and many people didn't dare to eat it.

It is also the staff who eat the most.

When it's halfway through.

The darkened production crew suddenly turned on the lights, and the scenes that had been seen countless times on weekdays, and the scenes that had been imprinted in their minds, suddenly took on a new look.

In front of the crew, there are twinkling stars hanging in mid-air. Under the stars, there is a long table covered with a tablecloth, and various snacks and drinks are placed on it.

Not only that.

There were more than a dozen men and women standing behind the long table, holding banners, holding back tears and shouting at her: "Happy Birthday Tiantian! We will always be by your side!"

The well-dressed crew, the fans who suddenly appeared, the colleagues who gave gifts to her biological colleagues.

Everything is irresistible.