Wearing what she called "matching outfits," Zhu Hao stood side by side with Tang Song, facing several wolves from the villa.
"Zhu Hao looks quite good in this!" Xiao Xue skipped around Zhu Hao, "It matches Uncle Wolf Lord's clothes perfectly!"
Tang Ting and Tang Chuyi snuggled together.
Tang Chuyi said softly, "Zhuhao looks great in this dress."
Tang nodded in agreement.
Tang Miao crossed her arms, gave a meaningful glance to the proud Tang Song, and then glanced at Zhu Hao, whose face was slightly flushed.
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Tang Shi shook his head and made a sound.
Tang Miao looked over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Does it look bad?"
Tang Shi looked down at her, winking secretly, "Do you really think the Wolf Lord treats Zhu Hao like a cub?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Miao raised an eyebrow in surprise, "You figured it out?"
Tang Shigao glanced inscrutably at his feet.
Previously, Tang Song had stuck him in the grass, and it took him an hour to wash the mud off his claws.
"It's unspeakable~ It's unspeakable~" Tang Shi shook his head, tugged at his tattered apron, and walked toward the kitchen.
He didn't want to wash his paws for another hour.
Zhu Hao awkwardly tugged at her skirt. Faced with the praise from several wolves, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
These wolves have also been in contact with the human world and know that humans reach adulthood at eighteen, so why do they all take her for granted and treat her like a cub?
The key issue is that these so-called parent-child outfits look more like couple outfits!
Whose matching family outfits have hearts subtly sewn on them?
Zhu Hao glanced at the little heart on Tang Song's shirt chest, and it was exactly the same as the little heart at the hem of her skirt!
[Oh ho ho ho! Doesn't the little one like it?! I even saw her secretly looking at my clothes, hahaha! I have such good taste, I must have picked something that the little one really likes! Hahaha!]
Zhu Hao's lips twitched. He saw Tang Song's tail rise, the tip curled into a small heart shape, and it darted up and down like a spring.
That's enough!
That's enough!
She's going to give the little heart a PTSD!
*
Grand Theatre.
The opening of the investment promotion interview for the idol drama "Our Little Happiness".
Fang Ling, wearing an off-the-shoulder champagne-colored dress, stood in the center of the crowd with a smile on her face.
Geng Ying sat in the first row below, rolled her eyes imperceptibly, turned on her computer, and prepared to take notes.
Geng Ying's mentor, Feng Yuying, was the host of this investment promotion interview.
Thirty-six-year-old Feng Yuying stood tall and elegant, wearing a white fishtail dress. Standing next to Fang Ling, she exuded a much stronger aura.
When Feng Yuying asked her questions, she thoughtfully bent down slightly, which made Geng Ying burst out laughing.
"Ms. Fang, what are your thoughts on working with Ms. Song for the first time?"
Teacher Song, Song Shang, whom Feng Yuying mentioned, is the male protagonist of this drama.
The 26-year-old Best Actor is highly praised in the industry for his gentle temperament and has been voted by netizens as the man they most want to marry in the 21st century.
Fang Ling subtly distanced herself from Feng Yuying, and smiled shyly, "Teacher Song is a very gentlemanly and considerate person. When I was acting with him, if there was anything I didn't understand, he would always gently give me pointers. My acting skills have improved a lot, all thanks to Teacher Song."
Feng Yuying smiled slightly, considerately moved aside, pretending to talk to Song Shang, and distanced herself from Fang Ling, "Teacher Song, is that so?"
Song Shang picked up the microphone, glanced meaningfully at Fang Ling, his expression gentle and his voice warm, "Yes, Teacher Fang is also very bright, she understands things very quickly."
"Do you two have any interesting behind-the-scenes stories to share while filming?" Feng Yuying continued to ask Song Shang.
Song Shang paused for a moment, then thought for a second, "I brought my dog to the set. I feel that Teacher Fang really likes dogs. Every time he sees a dog, he forgets that he is filming, hahaha."
The entire room was silent; you could hear a pin drop. The only sound was the clicking of reporters' cameras.
Fang Ling's expression stiffened, but she still smiled in agreement.
Feng Yuying quickly stepped in to ease the tension, "Teacher Song's dog is named Wangcai, right? It's really cute. Who wouldn't love a fluffy, smiling Samoyed? Even our Teacher Fang is completely captivated by Wangcai, isn't she?"
A burst of laughter from the audience eased the tense atmosphere considerably.
Feng Yuying pressed her earpiece, and the director's voice came through, "Skip, skip! Don't ask anything related to the plot, let's get straight to the interactive segment!"
As Geng Ying typed, she tried to suppress her laughter; she felt her facial muscles twitching.
Despite his gentle and considerate nature, Song Shang has a sharp tongue.
Who doesn't know that Song Shang brings Wangcai with him every day when filming?
To say that Fang Ling forgets she's filming the moment she sees Wangcai is to imply that she knows nothing about acting.
Feng Yuying had to maintain the peace of the scene, and she felt sorry for her mentor.
"Now that we have a general understanding of the play, how about we play a little game with the lead actors? Let's relax." Feng Yuying turned to the last page of the script, which was about the interactive segment, without changing her expression.
Geng Ying glanced at the few documents on the computer and chuckled.
When interviewing Fang Ling, you absolutely cannot ask her anything related to the drama series. If you do, the whole room freezes, and she barely has any notes left to write.
The moment Geng Ying looked up, she met Fang Ling's gaze. She slightly tugged at the corners of her mouth, while Fang Ling smiled weakly, her expression restrained and sorrowful, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Geng Ying's lips twitched, and she inexplicably felt that she was sick.
The interaction ended quickly.
An investment promotion interview ended abruptly, like a farce.
Geng Ying packed up the materials in her hands, preparing to leave with Feng Yuying.
A girl wearing a short-sleeved shirt and jeans walked up to her and whispered in her ear, "Hello, I am Zhou Xin, Ms. Fang Ling's assistant. Ms. Fang has something she wants to talk to you about. Please come backstage."
Geng Ying paused, put away what she was holding, said something to Feng Yuying, and then followed Zhou Xin backstage.
*
Backstage.
Fang Ling sat in the chair, closed her eyes and tilted her head back, while the makeup artist carefully touched up her makeup.
Click.
The door opened.
Fang Ling turned her head to look and saw Geng Ying standing at the door.
She immediately pushed the makeup artist away, stood up with a smile, and exclaimed, "Sister!"
Geng Ying frowned. "My name is Geng Ying."
What nonsense! Where did she get a sister from?
Fang Ling stuck out her tongue, looking completely innocent. "You're my sister's friend, so of course I call you sister too."
Fang Ling glanced at the people in the lounge and softened her voice, "You can all go out first. I have something I want to say to my sister."
Fang Ling and Geng Ying were left alone in the lounge in an instant.
Fang Ling locked the door from the inside and affectionately pulled Geng Ying to sit down.
Geng Ying withdrew her hand with a look of disgust. "What's wrong? What do you want?"
Fang Ling didn't mind, "Sister..."
“My name is Geng Ying, call me by my name,” Geng Ying emphasized again.
That's strange. Last time in the dorm, she didn't even call me by name, but this time she's so enthusiastic.
Something strange must be going on!
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