Mu Yanze said in a cold voice, "Jiang Ke'er asked me to bring it to you."

The handsome boy had a calm expression on his face, as if he was just asked to give her something.

Ye Wan took the bag and said, "Thank you."

When she looked up again, she saw that Mu Yanze had turned and left, without any intention of saying hello or exchanging a few words with her.

Ye Wan blinked, closed the door, and dialed Jiang Keer's number.

"Sister Wan, you've arrived in the Magic City..."

Jiang Ke'er sat in front of the bay window and said lazily, "Ah Cheng went to build a snowman with his father."

The camera flipped over and saw Father Jiang and Little Baozi lying in the snow downstairs.

"I met Mu Yanze."

Ye Wan said this, and the screen suddenly turned into Jiang Ke'er's smiling face, "Really? What did you say?"

"Jiang Ke'er asked me to bring it to you."

After learning it again with a stern face, Ye Wan suppressed his laughter and said, "And then, that was it. Before I could even finish saying thank you, he had already turned and left. Really... so cold and cool!"

Jiang Ke'er was a little embarrassed when talking about Mu Yanze. "He is like that. He is always cold and cruel, as if others owe him five million!"

Facing Ye Wan's teasing smile, Jiang Ke'er said uncomfortably: "I finally used you as a shield and got this opportunity to meet him. Sister Wan, don't laugh at me!"

“No…”

Ye Wan smiled and became curious, "Didn't the fans say that Mu Yanze is a smiling Samoyed? Why do I feel like he's not easy to get along with at all?"

He seemed even colder than the cold He Sichen when they first met.

“It’s true…”

Jiang Ke'er wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction. "He is quite different on and off the stage! On stage, he is passionate and always smiling, and seems to be easy to talk to. But the few times I met him in the company, he was cold and looked like he didn't want anyone to approach him."

Jiang Ke'er shrugged and said, "Maybe, all the positive emotions have been released to the fans?"

Therefore, when I met Mu Yanze in private, he looked different.

Thinking of this, Jiang Keer's mood suddenly became low.

Ye Wan noticed it immediately, "Be happy. I will record the show with him tomorrow. I will observe him and then we can make a plan to capture the male god!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wan checked the time, changed his clothes and went to the TV station.

When Ye Wan arrived backstage, the corridors and dressing rooms were full of people.

The staff members were coming and going to coordinate the entrance and exit and connection of each program. Young boys and girls were everywhere listening to music and practicing dancing.

At first glance, they are all young people around 20 years old, full of youthful vigor.

"Sister Wan..."

When a strange voice sounded from behind, Ye Wan turned around and saw a big boy with a well-behaved appearance and shy eyes.

"Sister Wan, my name is Su Youxuan."

I introduced myself a little stiffly, and the older boy's eyes were filled with joy. "I'm Wanfeng."

"Hello."

I didn’t expect to meet fans even when recording a show. Ye Wan smiled and said, “Come on, I’ll try to become your fan!”

The boy's eyes lit up, "Sister Wan, I will work super hard!"

"Xuan Zi..."

A voice was called from a distance. Su Youxuan turned around, signaled, said hello to Ye Wan, and turned and ran away.

"You don't think that if you say hello to the judge, she will give you a high score, right?"

"That's right. She's a guest star. To put it bluntly, she just shows up on the show. Even the ratings are based on the show's script. Are you stupid?"

"I'm not, I..."

"Okay, okay, let's practice dancing."

Script?

Since you know there is a script, why do you still come to participate in the show? You don't want Su Youxuan to get close to the judges and have a chance to show himself, right? Looking back at the figures who were walking away together, Ye Wan curled his lips.

(End of this chapter)