Lin weiyue shook her head hard. Her mind was in a mess and she felt like she was in a story.
She thought that the reason why she was not normal recently might be because she had read Huang qingwu's book.
One had to admit that Huang qingwu's writing was too wonderful.
In the dressing room, Huang qingwu looked at Lin weiyue and asked worriedly,""Weiyue, what's wrong? Why do you look like you're not in a good mental state?"
"Qingwu, can we discuss this? The female supporting role in your book is too ... What's wrong with her? can't she be better?"
Huang qingwu felt that she could not keep up with Lin weiyue's thoughts for a moment. She came to her senses and smiled. "That's a story. There must be good and bad characters in every story. It's normal. Don't worry about it. You'll forget it after watching some entertainment shows."
Lin weiyue rubbed her head. She really wanted to forget but it had been so many days and she still couldn't forget.