Miss Ji's best actor

Chapter 833 Difficulties
Lu Cheng quit Weibo and called Wan Lang.

When Wan Lang received the call, the first thing he said was: "Yo, who is this, is this a corpse?"

Lu Cheng smiled and said calmly, "I bought you a watch, just the one you wanted last time."

On the other side, Wan Lang immediately changed his tone, and said enthusiastically and nastyly: "Cheng Cheng, how are you resting recently? I miss you so much."

Lu Cheng: "."

This is very rough.

Dog legs, fickle, a bit cheap.

Lu Cheng propped his forehead, looking helpless. "Brother Wan, I asked you to keep an eye on the script for me before. Do you have a good script?"

Wan Lang said: "It's the same, nothing particularly satisfying to me." As he spoke, Wan Lang's tone became hesitant again.

"Huh?" Sensing Wan Lang's abnormality, Lu Cheng asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is a script." Wan Lang said: "It's not clear on the phone, where are you, shall I go to you? Or are you coming to me?"

Lu Cheng: "Bring a baby at home, come to me."

Wan Lang let out a hey, muttered 'you have today too', and hung up the phone.Wan Lang carried his computer and drove to find Lu Cheng.

When Wan Lang arrived at Lu Cheng's house, Lu Cheng was cooking.

He originally planned to take the children with him at noon and go out to eat with Ji Wei, because Wan Lang was coming to discuss the script with him, Lu Cheng thought about it, and decided to cook by himself.

When he was cooking, Ah Fu was making trouble.

"Dad, I'll peel the potatoes for you." A Fu held the peeler, pressed the potatoes on the ground, and tried hard to peel the potatoes.Yi Jiujiu was playing games with his legs crossed on the sofa, fascinated.

Lu Cheng shouted at Yi Jiujiu: "Jiujiu, please do me a favor and get this girl away."

Yi Jiujiu glanced at Ah Fu, smiled, and said to Lu Cheng: "You can be content, see how considerate and filial your daughter is."

Ah Fu doesn’t know how to peel the skin. After trying a few times, she found that the potatoes kept running away. She got angry and kicked the potatoes out of the kitchen.

Seeing that the little girl lost her temper, Yi Jiujiu picked up the potatoes, sent them back to the kitchen, and left the kitchen with Ah Fu in her arms.

Lu Cheng threw the chicken legs into the pot to blanch, and heard the doorbell ring.Lu Cheng wiped his hands and walked to the gate to open it.

Wan Lang walked in with his notebook in his arms, and immediately saw Ah Fu behind Lu Cheng.Wan Lang stared at Ah Fu for a while, then let out a sigh, and said with a smile: "Ah Fu has eaten well recently, and he has grown flesh again."

Ah Fu stuck out his tongue at Wan Lang, pulled Lu Cheng's pants, and complained to Lu Cheng, "Dad, Uncle hates me for being fat."

Before Lu Cheng could answer, Wan Lang let out a hey, "Hey." Wan Lang pointed at Ah Fu, and deliberately said in a fierce tone: "You little girl, you have really bad eyes."

After finishing speaking, Wan Lang suddenly felt that something was wrong.

For a while, I couldn't tell.

It wasn't until he saw Ah Fu holding Lu Cheng's hand on his trouser leg that Wan Lang realized that something was wrong.When Ah Fu held Lu Cheng's pants just now, it seemed that he grabbed them directly.

Before that, whenever Ah Fu wanted to touch something from Brother Yi, he had to reach out to test it.

Wan Lang was overjoyed, and couldn't help asking Lu Cheng: "Ah Fu's eyes, are they all right?"

Lu Cheng smiled and hummed, "It's ready."

Wan Lang hugged Ah Fu happily, and kissed Ah Fu on the top of Ah Fu's head regardless of whether A Fule was happy or not.After the kiss, Wan Lang rubbed Ah Fu's hair with the palm of his hand again, and said excitedly while rubbing: "Good girl, I'm so proud, I can really see things!"

Although he hadn't said it before, but Ah Fu couldn't see it, Wan Lang was always worried.Thinking about Lu Cheng's hard life, finally having a daughter, but her daughter's eyes are blind, isn't it God's will?
Fortunately, Ah Fu could see it.

Ah Fu felt Wan Lang's sincere joy, and she reluctantly gave Wan Lang a hug.

After a while, Wan Lang was willing to let Ah Fu down, and as soon as Ah Fu escaped from Wan Lang's clutches, he rushed into Yi Jiujiu's arms.Lu Cheng said to them: "Wash your hands, let's have lunch right away."

Wan Lang put the laptop on the shelf in the living room, ready to wash his hands and eat.Yi Jiujiu also lost the game console, and went to wash his hands with Ah Fu in his arms.

After the group had dinner, Yi Jiujiu took Ah Fu out for a walk. Lu Cheng stared at Yi Jiujiu as he put Ah Fu on the outdoor shoes, and told him: "Don't go too far, you have to come back to sleep after playing for a while."

"Understood, butler."

Yi Jiujiu took Ah Fu away, Wan Lang got up and poured two glasses of water, and handed one of them to Lu Cheng.Sitting on Lu Cheng's left side, Wan Lang said: "Jiu Jiu, this boy is getting smaller and smaller."

Thinking of Yi Jiujiu's real identity, Lu Cheng suddenly smiled, "If he wants to respect me more, then I should worry."

Wan Lang didn't understand the deep meaning of Lu Cheng's words.

Lu Cheng put down his water glass and asked him, "What kind of script is it?"

Wan Lang got up to get the computer, he turned on the computer, and walked towards Lu Cheng with the computer in his arms.Wan Lang put the computer on the coffee table, connected the mouse, and opened the mailbox.

"Look at this."

Lu Cheng went over to take a look, and the email was called "Guilty".

Lu Cheng stared at the word guilty and frowned.

Wan Lang's voice sounded next to his ear, "It's like this. This script is one." Wan Lang struggled for a long time, unable to find the correct adjective.

He frowned and said, "The writer who wrote this script is actually a person with some mental illness."

"Ok?"

"The screenwriter's name is Russell. He is an autistic patient and was once a patient in the No. [-] Mental Hospital. But a few years ago, his condition improved a lot and he was released."

Lu Cheng clicked on the mailbox, sent the mailbox to his computer, then turned on his computer, and clicked download.

Wan Lang said again: "This person is very introverted and doesn't like to talk, but he likes to write something. This script was sent to me on his own initiative. He said that he is your fan."

Lu Cheng said, "Just listen to what you say."

"Yes, but the script is indeed a very special one."

Lu Cheng asked: "What special law?"

"This is a story about human nature, morality, and values." Wan Lang asked Lu Cheng: "Do you know that story?"

Lu Cheng: "Huh?"

"There is a story that has always been famous. If you are a train driver, there are two rails in front of you, and there are five people on the left rail. If you keep going, those five people will die."

"On the other track, there is also a person. At this time, you have the following two options. One, change the track, kill that person, and save the other five people. Two, keep going."

After Wan Lang finished speaking, he glanced at Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng still looked calm and untroubled.Wan Lang shook his head, Lu Cheng is Lu Cheng, always calm and rational. "If it was you, what would you do?"

(End of this chapter)