All the guests had their own thoughts, but Yue Xin was thinking about the plot of the novel she had just read. She could not figure it out at all. It was just tens of thousands of words, but how could one write about so many things at the same time? It was even more exciting than the lives of her cellmates in her mind.
After these few days, the audience and directors more or less understood the components in Yue Xin's brain. It was pure water and it was also occasionally empty. From her clear eyes, the audience understood.
[I bet that this little girl didn't listen to a word of what the director said.]
[Director: Are you polite?]
[Sister Xin's gaze at this moment is 70% mocking, 50% arrogant, and 20% confused. I guess she's recalling the plot of the novel she just read.]
[Hahaha, I zoomed in just now and realized that Sister Xin was reading "You Are My Life".]
[Ahhh, this book is not fun to read!]
