The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 168 Wave your sleeves
Ho, ho ho ho!
The coffee shop is extremely lively, and the bustling heat wave even spreads towards the street, which is also a scene amidst the hustle and bustle of traffic.

But Anson did not respond to the cheers and applause around him. Instead, he looked at the two people supported by his left hand and asked with his eyes, "Are you okay?"

Two people are also trying to save themselves.

They just got entangled and collided together, causing them to lose their balance. Anson stopped him, blocking the collapse of the center of gravity. The next second, his conditioned reflex controlled himself in panic. He looked slightly embarrassed but still stood firm and avoided The terrible sight of falling down and rolling into a ball.

After exhaling a long breath, the two of them looked at Anson and expressed their gratitude in unison, but their beating hearts would not calm down for a while.

Release the pressure on your left hand slightly, shift your center of gravity forward, and land smoothly on your right leg.

Anson bent down, picked up the cup of coffee from the upper, and checked whether it had been spilled. Fortunately, the weight of gravity maintained a delicate balance, and it fell behind Anson's upper, and his right leg slid down. Shen released his strength and then lifted up to form a balance, controlling the paper cup.

It didn’t spill out!
perfect.

Even Anson himself was a little surprised, and then he took a small step forward and looked at the lady in the black suit who was still in shock.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a friendly and warm smile, "I hope this will not affect your good mood for the day."

at this time!

The crowd finally realized that the real excitement and magic was not that the dominoes did not fall, but that the cup of scalding coffee -
Does anyone know how Anson did it?

The coffee was actually safe and not spilled at all!

What's this? Chinese Kung Fu?
Whether it's Bruce-Lee or Jackie-Chan, they don't seem to have seen this move before.

They looked at each other with astonishment on their faces.

But the next second, incredible admiration and enthusiasm surged in, and then the wave of applause and whistles could no longer be controlled.

Layers.

Climb steadily.

Here, among the onlookers were Sam and Scott.

There was a commotion, and Sam, whose expression had not changed during the whole process, remained motionless. Instead, Scott, who was impatient, lost focus first and turned around to look over. At this time, Sam slowly looked away.

Witnessing this scene, Scott's expression changed slightly.

On the contrary, it was Sam, whose face was still calm and sleepy. His drooped eyelids could not be opened. Although he was watching the excitement very seriously, his expressionless face could not judge his thoughts.

Anson, noticed——

When he saw the reaction at the scene, Anson paid attention to Sam and Scott. He knew that he could not hide his traces and passively exposed himself.

Since Edgar was able to get the audition list and learn that Scott was among the candidates, Anson should also assume that Scott's agent was able to do the same, after all, Scott also found Sam.

So, what to do?
Take the initiative? Luoluo generously stepped forward to say hello and turned the conspiracy into a conspiracy?

All of a sudden, all kinds of thoughts were rushing through his mind, and then Anson made a choice.

A smile crept up the corner of his mouth. Anson looked away, not paying attention to or observing Sam and Scott at all, just pretending they didn't exist——

He hadn't noticed Sam today, not at all, not even aware.

Then, Anson looked at the lady in front of him, handed her the coffee, patted her arm gently, and asked her about her situation cordially.

After receiving a positive reply, Anson politely smiled and expressed his greetings and thanks to everyone around him. He was a little shy, but still looked generous.

Withdrawing his gaze, Anson returned to the team, looked back and forth, and asked politely, "Is this where I was just now?"

The other New Yorkers in the queue no longer looked as cold and professional as usual. They all smiled and signaled Anson to return to his seat. The man who was originally in front of Anson took the initiative to give up his seat and signaled Anson to go first. Ordered food, but Anson declined. That is to say, wait for a while, and Anson's order will be next.

Anson ordered a latte and a waffle. The ordering staff showed a bright smile and gave Anson two thumbs up.

The wait was not long. Another staff member packed Anson's meal quickly and said to Anson in a brisk tone, "Have a nice day."

Anson also smiled and said loudly, "I wish you a good day."

After saying that, he left the cafe with brisk steps, neatly pulled out the skateboard from the back of his backpack, threw it to the ground, and rushed out on the skateboard.

Without looking back, without looking back, without pausing, without any unnecessary movements, he just left like this, waving his sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

Judging from the interaction between Sam and Scott just now, Sam does not like such "superfluous actions". It is obvious that he is an independent and opinionated character and will not change his views because of these superfluous actions. On the contrary, he may Wear colored glasses because of these small actions.

Therefore, Anson did not hit the muzzle.

Not only not, but also leaving in style.

After all, the accident just now created a completely unexpected commotion. Those movements were already "noisy" enough, so there was no need to add anything to it.

So, I left as soon as I said I wanted to leave, without any nostalgia or any more actions.

Go ahead and go.

At the same time, in the coffee shop, Scott finally regained his sense.

He thought that Anson would definitely choose to break through head-on and directly come forward to compete; but he did not expect that Anson had no nostalgia at all and seemed to have not noticed Sam from the beginning to the end. Therefore, Anson really did not find Sam, and his appearance here was purely Is it a coincidence?
Scott, not sure.

But no matter what, if competitors leave, this is a good thing and will cut off future troubles.

Scott looked at Sam again. He was embarrassed. He still didn't want to miss the opportunity. He mustered up the courage and gritted his teeth to continue the conversation. After all, this was a rare opportunity to face the director alone. He wouldn't be like that. When Anson turned around and left like that, he was retreating without a fight.

however.

When Scott turned around, he saw Sam, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

Sam, still Sam, looked like he hadn't woken up. His expression and eyes had not changed. It was difficult to accurately describe where his focus was.

However, the direction is not wrong.

Sam looked quietly towards the door, and Scott was not sure whether Sam was paying attention to Anson's leaving figure. This uncertainty was disturbing.

The point is, there's a smile in Sam's eyes.

Scott:? ? ?

Is this his illusion? Smile? How can it be?

Sam looked at Anson's back, why did he smile?
No no no no.

This was all his imagination and he needed to focus.

Scott took a deep breath, smiled, showed his most handsome side, and spoke to try to get Sam's attention back.

"Director, have you ever thought about making another horror movie? I'm not the only one who's looking forward to it."

Sam finally withdrew his gaze and looked at Scott, but his eyes seemed meaningful.

　The fourth update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)