The movie "Diary of Love" hadn’t been filming for long when Mu Qiuniang realized that the movie really didn’t involve her much.
Many scenes were just retracing history, while a lot of the present-day happy monts were already available, like her and soone participating in so many reality shows, and he himself had recorded so of their sweet monts.
Mu Qiuniang confird with Jiang Nuo, "With so many repeated shots, are you sure anyone will watch it when the ti cos?"
She had a feeling she was deceiving the fans.
"Honey, don’t worry. The movies I, Jiang Nuo, make, the fans will definitely watch with tears in their eyes," Jiang Nuo wrapped his arm around her waist, smiling with particular smugness.
Mu Qiuniang rolled her eyes at him, "Don’t let it get to your head. All your achievents now are thanks to the support of the fans. They like you, and you can’t break their hearts."
Jiang Nuo solemnly promised, "Don’t worry, absolutely not. With a wife like you around, even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. You would definitely keep an eye on ."
"I don’t understand movies."
"You don’t need to understand movies, as long as you understand ."
The couple cuddled in the room for quite a while. Jiang Nuo also casually ntioned the "Werewolf" ga organized by that Murong kid, claiming it to be "family communication."
Jiang Nuo laughed, "That kid, with such low IQ, always gets teased by his senior, yet he keeps going back for more. Isn’t he silly?"
"You think he’s quite silly too?"
"Hahaha... He’s really too silly. Haven’t you noticed? Whenever we play this ga, no one wants to be on his team, because joining him will definitely get exposed. But honey, I really didn’t expect you’d enjoy this kind of ga." Of course, Jiang Nuo would never say that his wife was terrible at the ga, just like Murong, rely there to hand over her fate.
Mu Mingyu, Li Qiqi, and Zhan Jingshu were really outstanding; they always managed to disguise themselves so well, and many tis he couldn’t even tell they were in disguise.
And then, Mu Feng wasn’t bad either. Although not as good as Mu Mingyu and the others, compared to his wife and Murong as teammates, he was practically the best partner.
"Oh?"
"Honey, actually, I think you’re not quite suited for this kind of ga. Maybe play sothing simpler, like connecting dots."
"Don’t you think gas are more fun when played with everyone?"
"But being a total drag on the team isn’t great, is it?"
"On life’s journey, you can’t guarantee that every teammate is the best partner. Sotis, what’s needed more is how to resolve troubles caused by the dumb team captain as quickly and perfectly as possible."
Jiang Nuo burst into laughter, "Hahahahahaha... Honey, do you also know you’re part of the drag team?"
Mu Qiuniang rolled her eyes again.
"Honey, should I teach you how to play this ga?" Every ti he watched her unwittingly reveal herself, and her disciples or juniors didn’t dare to expose her, it was quite amusing.
"No need, I think it’s fine as it is now."
"Alright then, if you think it’s fine, honey," Jiang Nuo chuckled sowhat wickedly.
He didn’t care if he was troubled by his wife, after all, she was his wife. But Murong and the rest must have been bothered to death—dealing with a master who can’t play, yet constantly drags her teammates, and they had no choice but to accompany her. They must have been "pretending" quite arduously.
No wonder sotis they would say things even he couldn’t understand.
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