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Chapter 47: Not Only Competing for Seats, but Also Sharing Tables [First Update]

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Not Only Competing for Seats, but Also Sharing Tables [First Update]

"Hey, the cultural advisor is Nora Scott. Is she that really beautiful celebrity?"

The girl’s voice, filled with surprise, wasn’t intentionally lowered, so everyone around heard it clearly.

Upon suddenly hearing the name ’Nora Scott’, Pedro Langley instinctively looked over at Nora, only to see her lift her eyes slightly surprised, looking towards the screen in front.

He looked as well.

Cultural Advisor: Nora Scott.

Just for a second, yet in that instant, his heart skipped a beat. It was both amazement and a sense of honor.

At the same time, the girl’s surprise received responses from those who knew and didn’t know her.

"Who’s Nora Scott? Is she famous?"

"Seems like she’s a celebrity, but not really famous."

"Can’t be her, the data says she only has a high school diploma, what qualifies her as a cultural advisor?"

"She didn’t go to college?"

"Started young, probably gave up on her studies."

"So young not studying, hasn’t made much of a name in showbiz either, I wonder what she’s thinking."

"Must be someone with the same name, I can’t believe she has that capability."

...

The discussion gradually subsided, hardly anyone was willing to equate ’celebrity Nora Scott’ with ’cultural advisor’.

Once again, Pedro Langley’s gaze lingered on Nora Scott.

Within those few seconds, the surprise in her eyes had faded, calm and composed, but her lips were slightly curled up, completely unaffected by the unfavorable comments around her.

Noticing his gaze, she took out her sunglasses and put them on, raised the popcorn on her lap, passed it to him, and said, "Let’s go."

The people inside the theater had almost dispersed, and Nora rewrapped the scarf around her neck, leaving the cinema with Pedro Langley.

"Cultural advisor."

Walking beside her, Pedro Langley slightly lowered his eyelids, his gaze lingering on her side profile, tracing down to her eyebrows, lost in thought.

Nora smiled, quite straightforward, "I didn’t get paid, a loss."

Having acted together with Henry Chapman, Nora was fairly familiar with him. During the filming of "Fire", she dropped by the set and was quite interested in their movie’s theme. While wandering around, she helped point out a few mistakes in the woodworking section.

The director was astonished by her casual act and insisted on keeping her for two more days, asking numerous questions. After she left, she continued to help out a bit.

Nora hadn’t expected the director to specially add her name in the movie’s ending credits.

Pedro Langley squinted his eyes, asking, "Are you knowledgeable about woodworking?"

"When I was a kid, I went to the Taixingel Mountains with my grandpa—"

She grabbed two pieces of popcorn from his hand, tossing them into her mouth, paused, then turned to him, "Want to listen?"

"Yeah."

"There’s an ancient tradition of woodworking skill there. It’s said that during its peak, everything from pavilions to daily items were masterfully crafted woodworking pieces. At that time, my grandpa visited a woodworking master. We stayed there for two months, and influenced by what I saw and heard, I got a bit interested. Later, I gradually studied some more, but I’m just an amateur."

Pedro Langley furrowed his brows, "You seem to constantly underestimate your abilities."

"Underestimate?" Nora laughed, "Well, that’s because you haven’t seen those ’beyond genius’ people."

Easton often said that it takes ten years to sharpen a sword.

Human energy is limited, and even craftsmen who dedicate their lives to honing one skill wouldn’t dare say their craft has reached perfection.

From Easton’s perspective, someone like her, learning things haphazardly, is considered a jack of all trades, practically "unfocused".

Her matter-of-fact tone left Pedro Langley momentarily speechless.

Does she really not know how ’outstanding’ she is...

If she were truly a ’jack of all trades’, would a meticulously crafted movie really have her name marked in it?

Getting on the escalator, Nora grabbed two more pieces of popcorn and asked, "How about having spicy chicken stew for dinner?"

Moving the popcorn bucket to the side closer to her, Pedro Langley glanced at the time, "Is it far?"

"Over by Castle Central Square."

Quite convenient.

Pedro Langley nodded subtly, "Okay."

*

Nora has a knack for finding hidden food treasures in little nooks, something Pedro Langley is well aware of.

But, he really didn’t expect Nora to create her own food paradise even in such a bustling area as Castle Central Square.

The location was hard to find. Under her mobile GPS guidance, he navigated around one road after another, eventually driving to a shop with an old-fashioned front and a sense of age.

"Let’s go, grab a spot."

As soon as the car stopped, Nora quickly unbuckled her seatbelt.

Just after she spoke, Pedro Langley turned his head to see the car door open and close, and she was already out of the car.

Pedro Langley: "..."

As Nora said, you really do have to ’grab a spot’ here.

Firstly, the shop is small, and even with the space outside, there aren’t many tables. Secondly, it was the peak dinner time, and the shop was crowded and bustling. If you didn’t ’grab’ a spot, there really wouldn’t be any left.

Pedro Langley hadn’t seen such a scene before, so after parking, he leisurely searched for an ’empty spot’.

However, scanning the tiny place, there truly wasn’t an empty table in sight.

Eventually, his gaze landed on Nora Scott.

She stood next to a four-person table inside the shop. A couple had just sat down, and she took off her sunglasses, speaking to them, occasionally glancing in his direction.

The three were talking about something unknown.

He saw Nora standing in the rundown shop, stunningly beautiful beyond compare, unlike an ordinary person, yet seamlessly blending with the vibrant atmosphere around her.

Raising her eyebrows with a light smile, speaking with a slight curve of her lips, every gesture possessing an absolute allure, dazzling in a crowd of thousands, as if glowing, firmly drawing one’s gaze, hard to look away.

After a brief negotiation, Nora tapped her finger on the table and nodded towards Pedro Langley.

"Come on, let’s share the table!"

Pedro Langley: "..." Still enough time to back out?

*

When with Nora, there are always unexpected ’surprises’.

Just as Pedro Langley could never anticipate finding himself in an average environment, in a noisy, rundown old shop, sharing a table with two strangers.

And on Nora Scott’s 24th birthday.

"Did you also come for the spicy chicken stew?" the girl in the couple asked, "Their portions are huge, why don’t we just order one together to prevent waste?"

Pedro Langley: "..."

Before he could express his opinion, he saw Nora readily nod, "Sure."

Unpretentious, casually carefree.

The guy sitting across, seeing Pedro’s indifferent expression, gave him an apologetic smile.

Pedro Langley’s aloof demeanor softened slightly.

Oh well.

There’s always a first time...