Upon hearing this, Director Wilson spat out a drink of water in disbelief, "Harry Humming! You can’t spare even a sweet potato, now you’re not even taking , the director, into consideration?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m keeping the director close to my heart!" Harry Humming replied with a playful smile, then promptly led Jane Sampson and a few others away, knowing that Mandy Forest still had scenes to shoot. As they passed by Mandy Forest, Harry Humming only greeted her briefly before leaving.
The group failed to notice Mandy Forest’s hand, holding her mobile phone, trembled slightly before hastily putting it away.
That night, what was supposed to be a gathering for roasted sweet potatoes turned into a full-blown barbecue feast with the addition of Director Wilson.
The variety of food being grilled beca richer.
They grilled sweet potatoes, corn, edama, potatoes and even took it upon themselves to throw a waterlon into the fire to see what would happen.
By the ti Jane Sampson headed ho, it was very late. Rembering what Jas Black had ntioned about the fruits, she specifically looked for them upon entering, but, to her surprise, she did not find the fruits hanging on the door handle as Jas had described.
With a heavy heart and flashlight in hand, Jane searched every corner of the courtyard but found nothing, prompting her to return to her room feeling downcast, wondering if perhaps Edward Stone had mistaken the room or placed it incorrectly.
Since it was very late and knowing Jas Black’s routine, she was certain he would be resting at this ti, so Jane didn’t specifically call to ask him, and after taking a shower, she went straight to bed to rest.
Little did she know, soone in the guardian team’s dormitory stayed up until midnight, waiting for the call Jane promised to make after getting back to her room. When the ti on his phone indicated it was two o’clock midnight, Jas Black finally concluded that Jane had bravely led him on a wild goose chase all night.
The next morning, Jane was awakened by a noise in the courtyard.
Due to the hot weather, and since the windows had anti-theft nets and the ho stay was small with only the film crew as residents, Jane hadn’t closed the window before sleep, resulting in any slight noise from the courtyard waking her up.
"Who would do such a thing? To waste perfectly good fruits by throwing them into the ditch at the doorway! They could have given them to . I’ve been in this village for a week and haven’t even seen a tomato, I’ve been wanting to eat fruits!" soone outside raised their voice.
It wasn’t so much a call ant for anyone in particular, simply an expression of astonishnt towards the act of throwing away fruits.
"When I got back last night, I saw this bag hanging on the door of Jane Sampson’s house," soone muttered in a low voice, "It must have been Jane Sampson who didn’t want them and threw them into the ditch."
Hearing this, Jane imdiately sprang up, threw on a coat over her pajamas, and headed outside without changing her clothes.
"The fruits ended up in the ditch?" Jane ran out to see, indeed, fruits in a red plastic bag in the ditch in front of the house, she was stunned, "I ca back late last night and didn’t see the bag, so I looked around the courtyard for quite so ti."
"Ah?" the person exclaid in surprise, "Sister Jane, so you were looking for this bag of fruits with a flashlight late-night yesterday?"
Combining Jane’s account with the other person’s remark, everyone listening suddenly realized that the bag of fruits wasn’t discarded by Jane herself but rather was maliciously thrown away by soone else.
At that mont, everyone secretly speculated, living here together, all from the sa drama crew, who would be so malicious as to give Jane, the third female role, such trouble?
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