Chapter 482 Doesn’t She Have Any Inner Feelings?

She put the popcorn on her lap and would put one in her mouth from time to time. Then she took the Coke and took a sip. In fact, drinking too much of this stuff is not good, but once in a while, It's also understandable.

The movie tells the story of a working girl in a small northern town. She climbs up step by step from the bottom. There are tears and laughter. The plot is pretty good. Ye Yimeng's acting skills have also improved. At least, it is better than before. When Yan Huan was in love, she felt much better. Her performance in this drama was remarkable. How should I put it? She propped up her face, took the Coke and drank it one sip after another.

By the way, some people seemed to be dozing off, and yes, it was a bit boring, as if they were drinking water for free. Maybe everyone went there for the male lead, after all, he is a popular niche and has more fans.

It's just that these fans can't support a good reputation.

The more I watched until the end, I felt really bored. Yan Huan thought, maybe she was a little picky because of the filming. If it was based on ordinary people's feelings, it might be better. She turned back and glanced at Lu Yi.

Lu Yi turned away and placed his glass of Coke in front of her. She lowered her head, took a straw, took a sip, and then looked at it quietly with satisfaction.

But after a while Yan Huan heard something strange.

Hululu, hululu...

The corners of Yan Huan's eyes twitched. She looked over following the sound and saw the man sitting next to Fang Zhu sleeping.

You said, you fell asleep, then go ahead and sleep. No one stipulates that you can't sleep in the movie theater. It's up to you whether you want to sleep or not, but it doesn't affect other people.

Watching a movie can make people fall asleep, and they still fall asleep like this. Either the person is too tired, or this movie is really not very good.

Yan Huan couldn't say how bad it was, but she seemed to be okay. After all, she had taken the photos with care, so it couldn't be too bad. But obviously, in the eyes of others, it was just bad.

There were only seven people in the room, and one of them was Fang Zhu's boyfriend.

Fang Zhu, who was looking distracted, was also recalling his own life.

The one who looked carefully but couldn't see it was Yan Huan.

One of them was looking at it, but he looked incomprehensibly, Lu Yi.

As for the others, they all seemed a little bored, because three of them had already left midway, and the four of them insisted on watching it. Yan Huan was respectful, which was a courtesy for a movie, and the same was true for Lu Yi.

She didn't know what Fang Zhu was thinking, but Fang Zhu's boyfriend fell asleep and snored from the beginning to the end of the movie, thus wasting the movie ticket.

Yan Huan didn't know how to describe the nearly two-hour movie. In fact, it was quite a failure.

It didn't capture the audience's heart, and the filming was a bit incomprehensible. Fortunately, the actors in the scene performed well. This can be added to some points.

Yan Huan drank the coke and finished eating the popcorn. Now she is fine and can go home.

And when she came out, the editor at the door was staring at her again, and that look never left her from when she came out until she walked into the hall.

What do you see? Another staff member bumped the ticket-cutter's shoulder.

"You said you can understand it by looking at a man. What do you do by looking at a woman?"

"That's Yan Huan!"

The ticket-cutter stretched out his finger and pointed to the hall.

"That's Yan Huan."

"Yan Huan!"

The staff suddenly screamed.

Yan Huan raised her face, and then she realized that everyone around her was looking at her.

Yan Huan blinked, but before she could react, several flashlights hit her eyes.

Lu Yi stretched out his hand to block, then put his arm around Yan Huan's shoulders and walked outside. No one has reacted yet, and they have not gone to get close to the idol or ask the idol to answer the question.

Lu Yi had already taken Yan Huan out of the theater. When someone asked him to go out, no one was there.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Zhu asked her boyfriend.

The man just stared at the photo in the corner, "I said, why does it look so familiar? It turns out to be her." However, when he thought about it now, he felt a little thumped. Oh my God, he was the same person. His goddess Zeng Jin was so close that he didn't even recognize her.

Fang Zhu felt very uncomfortable, and there were some things he couldn't say out loud.

"I want to ask you," she stood in front of the man, and then pulled down the fold of her coat habitually.

"You said, the man's eyes are still staring at that photo?" I was still a little annoyed, annoyed that I had missed an opportunity to get to know my goddess.

"Say," Fang Zhu didn't smile, and she couldn't laugh. She always had a question in her heart and wanted others to answer it for her.

"Isn't it so difficult that what's inside a woman is not important?"

"Of course," the man would not argue with this. No one likes a woman who is like a straw bag, and of course he does too.

"If that's the case, then between a woman with a face and a woman with substance, which one will you men like?"

"This..." The man touched his chin and looked at Yan Huan's photo.

"The first thing a man looks at is naturally his face. It has to be said that the first and most important thing that attracts a man to a woman is, of course, her face. If her face is so ugly, how can she discover her inner self?"

"Looks like her," the man pointed at the still photo of Yan Huan.

"Look, what man wouldn't like a woman like that?"

"Do you think she is beautiful? Well, she is beautiful."

"Do you think she has a good figure? She's in pretty good shape."

"Are you saying she has no inner qualities? Is it so difficult to say that she doesn't have any?"

"Does she have it?" Fang Zhu agreed with the previous one, because that is the fact. Yan Huan's appearance is quite good, otherwise it would not be possible for her to be named the national goddess. Not every woman can be the national goddess. These four words.

However, when it comes to her inner self, she is not convinced. One can only act, one does not have much education, and the other has even finished college. What kind of inner self is she?

"You think she doesn't?"

The man lowered his head and asked Fang Zhu.

Fang Zhu was stunned for a moment, then pushed up his glasses, and began to prepare a long speech, "The so-called inner..."

"Your knowledge?" The man answered for her, "Your academic qualifications, your knowledge, how many books you read, how many words you wrote, and how many excellent comments you made. How many praises you received from others, your teaching You have always been among the best in your field, your students are afraid of you, your school values ​​you, and your parents have been proud of you since childhood."

"Isn't it possible that it's not these?"

Fang Zhu didn't hear anything wrong?