In the dressing room upstairs.

Gong Xu leaned in a wide and comfortable seat, with one leg placed horizontally on the other, holding a cell phone in his hand, and was playing games. A group of hairstylists, makeup artists, and stylists next to him were surrounding him.

The two little assistants next to him, one of whom was holding a huge coconut in his hand, stood aside carefully. After Gong Xu finished the game, he carefully handed the coconut over and fed him a sip.

The other person was standing a few steps away, constantly taking photos of him.

"Brother Xu, you've taken the photo. Can you see these?" The assistant nervously walked over with the camera and asked for instructions.

Gong Xu glanced at him with a look of disgust, "Tsk, I didn't photograph one ten thousand handsome!"

The little assistant hurriedly flattered, "How could it be? Brother Xu, you have no blind spots in three hundred and sixty-five degrees, and you are so handsome no matter how you shoot!"

Gong Xu no longer felt anything about this kind of indifferent praise. He impatiently clicked a few pictures and said, "This, this, and this one, post it on my phone, I want to post on Weibo..."

"Okay, right now!"

"Don't forget to remove the acne on my forehead!"

“Yes, yes!”

After the photo was completed, Gong Xu held his cell phone and posted a Weibo post with a sad look on his face.

First, I accompanied my own photos, and then poked a line of words in a sarcastic way: [On the third day of meeting you, there is still no news from you, little candied fruit, the vast crowd, where should I go to find you~]

The little assistant next to him stretched his head and watched Gong Xu post the Weibo post, his face suddenly turned dark.

Their artists started to make trouble again, and they were so tired...

"Fuck! Be gentle! Do you know how precious a hair is?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The hairstylist apologized repeatedly.

Recently, Gong Xu has been in a particularly irritable mood and has become more difficult to serve, so they can only be unlucky...

The room was coaxing the little ancestor tremblingly, when suddenly a loud "bang" sound came from the door, and the door was kicked open from outside.

I saw a young man standing at the door with a leisurely expression, lazily glanced at everyone in the room, and his eyes fell on Gong Xu with a smile.

Gong Xu stared at the man who dared to kick his dressing room at the door, his eyes slightly frowned, "Who are you?"

After the little assistant beside Gong Xu glanced at the person, he quickly covered Gong Xu's ear and whispered, "Brother Xu, he is the Ye Bai I told you before... This kid is afraid that you have snatched Luo Chen's role and are in trouble!"

"He is Ye Bai..." Gong Xu raised his eyebrows.

After locking the target, Ye Wanwan did not say anything, hooked the corner of her mouth and walked towards Gong Xu step by step, and then stepped on Gong Xu's chair.

A powerful sense of oppression suddenly came to my face, and Gong Xu subconsciously shrank back and shouted loudly, "Hey hey hey, what do you want to do? Rebel!"

"Ye Bai! What do you want to do?" The two little assistants were anxious, shouting loudly at the outside world, "Security! Where is the security guard!"

Ye Wanwan slowly turned on a photo from her phone, put it in front of Gong Xu, and gave it to him.

Gong Xu, who was yelling, suddenly his eyes widened when he saw the photo.

Damn it!

This...isn't this his candied fruit!!!

Why does this kid have photos of his candied fruit?
Chapter completed!