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But his right hand that was clasped on the edge of the table loosened slightly, but he did not reach out in the end.

......

After that, ruan Mengmeng was no longer in the mood to continue watching the movie.

She packed her things and went back to the dormitory.

As soon as she arrived at the door of Room 511, she heard a low sobbing sound coming from the door of Room 512, which was next door.

It was a girl’s cry, depressed and sorrowful.

At this time, the other students were all in class, and there was no one in the dormitory building.

Although ruan Mengmeng did not like ruan Jiaojiao and Huang yintong in Room 512, she still subconsciously walked closer when she heard the crying.

The door was gently pushed open, and the girl sitting at the table crying had yet to raise her head.

Ruan Mengmeng peeked in through the crack in the door and realized that the short-haired girl crying inside was the one that she and Li junyu had rejected earlier.

Seeing the girl crying so sadly, ruan Mengmeng guessed that it was because of the ‘misunderstanding’ just now.

For this reason, she was a little embarrassed.

He had misunderstood her and even made such a cute girl cry.

“Dong Dong.” Ruan Mengmeng knocked on the door.

“I’m sorry, what happened just now might have been a misunderstanding. Yingluo, you said you’re going to film a movie. Can you tell me what kind of movie it is?”

Ruan Mengmeng did not know why, but when she saw the shy short-haired girl, she wanted to protect her.

He seemed to feel very embarrassed for misunderstanding her and hurting her in the reading room just now.

Meng Siwen, who was holding her hard-earned script and crying, suddenly looked up when she heard the sound.

She turned around, her beautiful eyes still teary.

Her pink lips were wide open in disbelief.

“You’re ran ran, ruan Mengmeng’s classmate. What did you just say?”

“I said, it was a misunderstanding. I misunderstood your meaning. Now, can you please find some time to tell me about your film again?” Ruan Mengmeng remembered that this girl wanted her to act in a movie.

The short-haired girl lived in Room 512. It seemed like she was also a freshman.

Although she was a new student and would not have much experience, ruan Mengmeng felt that she would be the same.

She was also a newcomer without any actual combat experience. She wouldn’t look down on anyone just because she had signed master Andre’s film.

Meng Siwen couldn’t believe what she had just heard. It was as if she had been blessed by a ‘goddess’.

She stood up abruptly and handed Feng Pi the script, which was still stained with tears, over.

“Hello, Mengmeng, I’m Meng Siwen, from the directing major. Hmm, can I call Yingluo Mengmeng? You’re so nice. Thank you for giving me a chance. You’re really a good person, just like what sister fairy said. Sister fairy said that you would definitely help me!”

Uh, ruan Mengmeng was a little scared that she had been given the nice guy card for no reason.

“Who is sister fairy?” She asked.

“It’s your mother, Madam Chen Qingzhi!”

Meng Siwen’s slightly chubby face revealed an expression of admiration.

Ruan Mengmeng,”Yingluo.”

She was speechless. So this innocent and shy little girl was sent to her by her mother.

Ruan Mengmeng silently sympathized with Meng Siwen when she thought of Chen Qingzhi’s mouth that was good at deceiving people.

However, it was more important to get down to business.

She took the script, flipped it open, and began to read it seriously.

......

Half an hour later, ruan Mengmeng, who had roughly finished reading the entire script, was already full of tears.

Drops of crystal clear tears fell on the paper.

Even when she flipped to the last page, ruan Mengmeng’s tears showed no signs of stopping.

She suddenly raised her head, her red eyes glistening with tears. “Who wrote the script for Si Wen Junjun? Is that you?”

“Mengmeng, are you alright?”

Meng Siwen wanted to show concern for ruan Mengmeng, but in the next second, the crying ruan Mengmeng suddenly let go of the script and hugged Meng Siwen.

“I’m sorry, don’t say anything, Yingluo. Please let me hug you for a while, just a while, Yingluo.”

Meng Siwen,”Yingluo.”