Ultra Sweet.
Tang Yaoyao was blacklisted by the Fourth Master of the Xiao Family. Quickly, she reunited with her relatives: 'Big Brother, I'm your long-lost little sister. Why don'...
"Tang Yaoyao, hand over your phone, you're about to start filming," Director Qiu quickly urged.
Tang Yaoyao abandoned her previous well-behaved and youthful demeanor, her lips curving slightly to the right, her smile nonchalant, as she played with a chocolate in one hand and rubbed the camera lens on her phone with the other.
"What? Screenwriter Cheng wants to say hello to my viewers in the live stream?"
Both of them were taken aback upon hearing this.
Say hello, that phrase...
It means it's already being broadcast live.
Tang Yaoyao pointed her phone at the two male actors, and they were both blushing. Anyone with common sense could tell something was amiss.
Upon seeing this, Director Qiu and screenwriter Cheng immediately realized that things were doomed.
He stepped forward and tried to snatch the chocolate from her hand.
Tang Yaoyao held it in her hand, her smile turning cold and alluring: "Director Qiu probably doesn't know that forcing an artist to film vulgar content without their knowledge can result in a few years in prison, right?"
"you……"
Tang Yaoyao lazily curled her lips: "Oh, so you're getting so angry you want to hit someone? Let me calculate for you again, how many years would you get for assault and intentional injury?"
The two of them felt a chill run down their spines; her smile, coupled with her words…
The other two male actors turned around and tried to run away.
Tang Yaoyao sighed, "What a pity. The camera was initially focused on the two of you. Run? Where could you run to? Do you think the law is a joke?"
The two were suffering both mentally and physically, and finally collapsed to the ground, panting.
"That's right." Tang Yaoyao's tone was as if she were praising a puppy.
Director Qiu's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "I don't believe you're so smart that you can predict the future. Don't think you can scare me by saying a few words into your phone. I've been in the entertainment industry for decades, and I wasn't scared into becoming a director."
He then instructed screenwriter Cheng, "Go, snatch it for me."
Screenwriter Cheng was also jolted awake by his words and was about to go and arrest the person.
Tang Yaoyao immediately turned on the speakerphone, showing no fear whatsoever, and spoke with unrestrained elegance: "Su Mei, these two flies keep buzzing around, it's so annoying, have you called the police?"
Su Mei's excited voice came through the loudspeaker: "We've called the police! We've called the police, Brother Yao!"
The screenwriter froze, completely bewildered.
Director Qiu felt as if a stone had been thrown into his heart, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.
Tang Yaoyao was having a video call with her agent, who was also live-streaming the conversation.
He had originally thought that if it was just a live stream between her and them, they could later say that Tang Yaoyao had planned it herself for the sake of popularity, and that the people in the live stream were all computer-generated.
But now, there's absolutely no room for maneuver; it's as cold as ice.
Tang Yaoyao pointed her phone camera at herself, crossed her legs, and played with the chocolate, her eyes growing increasingly cold and alluring: "What do the darlings in the live stream say?"
"They said... um, I'll read it for you."
As soon as Su Mei said this, the entire internet posted comments saying, "Think of me, think of me."
Su Mei could only glance at them and randomly picked a few: "At the beginning of life, people are inherently good. Why should I like your post if you're handsome?"
Tang Yaoyao loved hearing people say she was cool: "Go on."
"Qiu Zha Zha, I advise you to be kind. The police will arrive at the film set in three minutes."
"Husband, call me 'wife' one more time."
Tang Yaoyao raised an eyebrow and laughed freely: "Alright, wives, open your big, beautiful eyes wide and take a good look, so you don't get tricked and harmed by scumbags."
Screenwriter Cheng trembled as he took out his phone; Su Mei was indeed live-streaming.
It's over.
This is it, everything is ruined!
Tang Yaoyao paused her interaction with fans and looked at Director Qiu with eyes like sharp blades: "Tell me, who ordered this?"