Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 1288, Admiral Reemployment
Seeing that she was directing the play very seriously, Cross corrected his attitude, picked up the knife and fork, and began to taste the food.

She was right, it was a little cold, but it was a hundred times more delicious than what was on the next table.

He ate there for a while, Lin Anluo reminded him, "This actor, you still have to evaluate!"

Only then did Cross think of his own script, "Oh, yes, it's very delicious."

"...Forget it, you eat first, in fact, an actor like you can only rely on a bright red face."

Cross couldn't understand her words, and looked at her blankly with chopsticks, not knowing whether to continue.

"Don't be nervous, listen to what Director An told you, this scene is not the point, the point is that you will go back to the next door..."

Ten minutes later, the little Prince Klos, who had returned from his studies, opened the door of the next box and sat down in his seat calmly.

The organizer of the party, a short-haired girl sitting next to him, stood up when he saw him and pulled out his chair very skillfully, "Prince, today is your welcome party. The protagonist cannot run around. You don't know, when you just left, we had nothing to talk about."

Cross was silently reciting the play An Dao told him just now in his mind, and An Dao told him that he didn't want to pay attention to what others said, and he could ignore it, as long as he smiled.

So he twitched the corners of his mouth, while remaining polite while deftly ignoring what she was saying.

The girl wanted to liven up the atmosphere in the venue, but she got bored, so she stopped talking.

Cross glanced at the dishes on the table and asked, "Have you finished your meal? If you haven't finished eating, order some more. I'll treat you. I'm new here, so please take care of me as a freshman."

On the surface, he appears to be positive and generous, but in fact, if you listen carefully, his tone has no emotional ups and downs, as if he is reciting a passage.

That's right, this line is also an export product.

Even so, Cross's image has become a bit tacky, not as lofty and unapproachable as before.

"Okay, okay, but let's treat this meal, how dare you let the prince spend money."

Lin Anluo didn't teach him how to answer this paragraph, Kloss couldn't solve it, and couldn't help frowning and began to think.

As the protagonist, his every move and every small expression are seen by the people present, and this frowning movement is no exception.

The boy who spoke just now thought that he felt embarrassed by rushing to pay the bill, so he frowned to express his displeasure, and quickly remedied, "It's my fault, since the prince is so generous, I'd rather be respectful than obedient, A few more bottles of wine, prince, do you drink?"

Cross blurted out, "No, I drink milk."

After he finished speaking, he felt regretful, because An Dao said, try to show that you are equally interested in what they said, so that people can resonate with you.

He had just accidentally been himself again, not the Cross that the script needed.

He tried to remedy it, "But I heard that the wine here is good, so do you often come to drink?"

The boy said, "It is said to be special, but it is actually ordinary wine bought in the mall. Prince, don't be fooled by the people in these hotels. They just want to raise the price."

Cross patted the table, waved his hand, and said proudly, "It's okay, drink it, drink it if you want, don't worry about the price, I said it, I'll cover it."

An Dao said, try to give others a little favor and make them feel that you are a person worthy of deep friendship.

(End of this chapter)