[I really can't watch anymore, I've tried my best for my husband, but this acting, I'm a bit hopeless.]
[Think about the fact that she still has the face to carry on, doesn't it make you feel better?]
[But how can you tell where the face is in her current state!]
[Oh, my poor husband, boo hoo hoo, we can't let him lose face!!!]
[Let's crowdfund to enroll her in a class.]
[I agree.]
[Seconded.]
Without the person's knowledge, this group of fans is already planning to crowdfund to enroll the person in a class to improve her acting skills.
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"Knock knock—"
Chuzheng opened the door, Gu Yu was sitting outside in a wheelchair, a blanket draped over his legs, hands folded in front of him, sitting coolly.
"Anything up?"
Chuzheng held the door, looking at Gu Yu with curiosity.
A Good Person Card came to find me proactively!
Should I…
Gu Yu interrupted Chuzheng's wild thoughts: "Do you want to improve your acting skills?"
