Translator: Yunyi
Song Yaoyao was startled as she hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Who bullied you?"
Tang Xinrou sobbed, "Huhu, I'm done filming. I'm going to miss everyone!"
Song Yaoyao: "..."
The dinner that night was held at a famous private restaurant that was particularly good at protecting the privacy of their guests. Many celebrities and famous people liked to dine there, and Kang Yuan was a regular.
Before Song Yaoyao arrived, she specifically notified Huo Yunque.
By the time dinner was over, it was already 9pm. Song Yaoyao didn't go out at night very often. As soon as she stepped out of restaurant, the chilling cold wind found its way to her as though it had eyes.
Song Yaoyao shivered. "Achoo?"
She rubbed her nose as Tang Xinrou wrapped her arms around hers and asked worriedly, "Yaoyao, are you okay?"
Song Yaoyao nodded and cheered up.
These two girls were young and beautiful, and even in the entertainment circle, they could easily rank in the top two, but no one in the production team dared and have their way with them.
Just by looking at the way that Kang Yuan sat Song Yaoyao by his side and patiently introduced her to each person happily, it was obvious that he treated her like his protege.
Many of the production crew were a little scared. But when they saw the little girl smiling and handling everything calmly, they relaxed.
To survive in the entertainment circle, these people had to be extra cautious.
Regardless of whether they would collaborate in their relationship first.
Song Yaoyao opened her WeChat and saw a series of friends requests. She smiled.
Her eyes sparkled like stars.
"Eh? Isn't this Luo Xinguang?"
The profile photo was Luo Xinguang, and coincidentally, it was the one that Song Yaoyao had retouched.
Tang Xinrou sighed. "All things aside, this photo was edited really well. His fans are quite talented. They did it in a way where it still looks real." The photo did not look like it had been manipulated. It simply looked good and detailed.
This was the real test on a retoucher's skills and judgment.
As she spoke, she watched Song Yaoyao accept every single request except for Luo Xinguang.
Tang Xinrou was shocked. "Eh?"
Yaoyao-"
"Hey, Brat, don't you think you've gone too far?"
A young man's vibrant voice sounded behind them. He was slightly dumbfounded. "We've known each other for quite some time now. What's wrong with adding me on WeChat? Plenty people would die for the opportunity!"
"Pfff..."
Tang Xinrou was amused to see Luo Xinguang being embarrassed.
In their film, this guy rejected her multiple times. Although it was all fake, she had never suffered such grievances.
Hmph! If she actually liked someone in real life, they would not have the guts to reject her. She would just knock them out and carry them home.
"I guess I can add you on WeChat..."
Song Yaoyao started digging through her bag and pulled out a stack of postcards with Luo Xinguang's photo on them. She threw them at Luo Xinguang and said with a smile as she fluttered her lashes, "Give me your autograph as an exchange."
On the surface, she appeared innocent and harmless, but the truth was, she was completely evil.
There were at least 50 postcards in the stack.
"F*ck!"
Luo Xinguang fumbled a little and caught the cards. A few dropped on the ground so he bent down over to pick them up. "Song Yaoyao, I just realized how greedy you are," he complained.
Within the entertainment circle, he was famous for his unwillingness to sign autographs. In fact, not many of his fans managed to get hold of one.