Song Yi was about to faint. She quickly ran to Song Yaoyaoâs side and whispered, âYaoyao, why does he look so afraid of you?â
Song Yaoyao blinked innocently. âOh? Is he?â
Song Yi: âIs he not?â
âNo.â
At this moment, a scream came from upstairs.
âAh!â
âOh my god!â
Tap, tap, tapâ
Tang Xinrou quickly ran down the stairs and hugged Song Yaoyao in fear. âPrecious, why is Luo Xingguang here?â
Song Yaoyao: âYou look frightened.â
âThatâs because I am frightened.â When Tang Xinrou saw Luo Xingguang, she thought of An Feiran.
An Feiran had decided to watch her film one day. In it, her character was obsessed with Luo Xingguang but couldnât win him over.
Subsequently, on the internet, the most ridiculous thing happened: Tang Xinrou and An Feiran began to gain fans who shipped this pairing. Every day, the fans proclaimed that they were a real couple, and dug up everything they could to support these claims.
Tang Xinrou clearly didnât have many scenes, yet they still managed to interpret sweetness from the simplest glance to the smallest action.
Tang Xinrou was defeated by this.
âDonât panic, calm down.â
Of course, Song Yaoyao didnât know about such a small matter.
How could she know so much? Even Tang Xinrou and Luo Xingguangâs fans didnât know about it.
Tang Xinrouâs back was facing the camera. She wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
âIf Iâm seen, they would say that Iâm taking advantage of Luo Xingguangâs popularity again. I feel so wronged.â
Luo Xingguang was a top star while she was just a nobody who was testing the boundaries of the entertainment industry.
Song Yaoyao said, âShould I tell him to leave? Luo Xinguang, come down.â
âNo!â
Song Yi shook her head and glared at them, resolutely defending her idol. âNo!â
Luo Xingguang had just put down his luggage when he heard them call.
He crossed his arms and leaned against the escalator, looking down at Song Yaoyao, who was still as âtinyâ as before. The only change was the baby fat on her face that had faded. âYou finally found your conscience?â
Song Yaoyao: âYou can leave now.â
Luo Xingguang: â???â
Was she deliberately causing trouble?
Of course, this was just a casual remark. It was impossible for him to leave.
Luo Xingguang was the third âemployeeâ.
Song Yi was satisfied with the autograph and asked Song Yaoyao, âYaoyao, why did Luo Xingguang say that you were the one who asked him to come on the show? Is that true?â
âItâs fake.â
âSong Yaoyao, youâre lying again.â
Luo Xingguang snorted. âIf you lie, your nose will grow.â
âYou can only fool a three-year-old with words like that.â
Song Yaoyao closed her book expressionlessly. The sound frightened Luo Xinguang so much that his body instantly shrank back. He leaned his back against the sofa and looked at her warily.
âWhat are you afraid of?â Song Yaoyao smiled innocently. Her dimples were deep.
Luo Xingguang calmly sat upright, his posture refined and handsome. âIâm not afraid at all.â
âOh...â
Song Yaoyao took two steps towards him.
Luo Xingguang: âWhat are you doing?! Stop right there! Song Yaoyao, weâre filming! My fans are watching. If you dare to beat me up...â
Song Yi: â...â
Was this idiot really her idol?
Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes speechlessly, there was nothing she could say.
Song Yaoyao: âAre you delusional?â She pointed at herself and pouted as she asked: âIâm such a weak girl, how could I beat you up? Youâre just trying to defame me.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âTeacher Song is right,â Dong Wen added.
Of course, as a brainless fan, he would unconditionally believe in his idol.
Luo Xingguang was completely frustrated. Previously, he was locked in a classroom and beat up. Even now, he was too afraid to think back on that pitiful experience.