Athena's expression, her gaze, her posture-all conveyed her curiosity about the person in front of her. She wanted to approach but was also afraid to get too close. "What about you? What's your name?" She heard the foreigner say, not understanding how he could speak fluent English. 'Who taught him?' she wondered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe could not help taking three steps back before asking, "Are you a fake foreigner?" Dieter did not get angry. Instead, he explained to her earnestly, "I've been teaching in this country for three years. This is my first tin this city. I'm not lying; I really am a foreigner." The production crew was just about to shoot the fourth scene by the tLogan arrived, and Stella eagerly watched Melody.
Logan did not expect to capture behind-the-scenes footage of Shaun's new film. He was sure his next big expose would trend as long as Shaun's nwas riddled all over it. "Hey, there's something wrong with this script!" Finally, someone noticed the tampered script and she approached Melody-who was taking a break and drinking water-with confusion.
"We don't have a copy of the correct script, Melody, and you're about to start filming. What should we do? Mister Shaun's going to find out!" The crew member was desperate and on the verge of tears. Who could have played such a joke on them? How could lines from a historical be added to an inspirational film? "Don't worry. It's okay-" Melody did not even finish her sentence before being called away. SeaR*ch the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'No wonder Stella insisted on callingover. The real is waiting forhere.' "Do you want to take a walk with me? I'll show you around the city I grew up in." The shy yet bold and enthusiastic Athenal extended her hand to a completely unfamiliar young man. In the film, Athena's mother had always said that her daughter was audacious, but she never expected her daughter to make such a 'bold' move one day.
Dieter did not take her hand; he knew that holding hands with the local girls was frowned upon in that part of the country.
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Athena could not help but blush at his straightforward compliment. The two of them maintained a shoulder's distance as they walked through the places where Athena had grown up. ve They strolled along the beach, passed by the long-abandoned kindergarten, walked past the cafe that she always insisted on visiting in the morning, and arrived at where she lived. "Do you live here?" Dieter looked at the alley in front of him, narrow and long, with the bricks at the entrance bearing the marks of time. Athena found it a bit strange. How did he know where she lived?
"Oh, I had a good friend who once toldthat most of the alleys in this city are like this Most locals live here, so my first reaction was that your his also here."
"Cut! Perfect! Alright, that's all for today. Everyone, let's give Metody a round of applause for giving us her most vibrant performance yet!" X