Zhou Chen looked at the "Professional!" message on his phone screen, raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Professional? Ha!
That exclamation mark at the end is the real expression of emotion.
The praise was for the video quality, but the real admiration was for the familiar face in the picture—Chu Wuyang, with focused eyes and a serious expression, exuding a quiet gentleness under the lens.
Jingmin, that jerk, was ostensibly praising his filming skills, but actually he was showing off his wife from afar.
They can even sleep with each other while cuddling. They see each other as soon as they open their eyes every day, and they still can't get enough of it.
What a clueless jerk!
Not content with treating him as free labor, they shamelessly flaunt their relationship in front of him, even though they know his lover is hiding from him all over the world!
I'm so envious, jealous, and resentful!
Zhou Chen cursed inwardly while feeling inexplicably envious.
He clicked his tongue, shook his head, and a hint of resentment lingered at the corner of his mouth.
"God is so unfair! Some people can't get enough of looking at you every day, but one day you'll never be able to see you again."
Task completed.
He put his phone away and was about to turn and leave when his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.
Caller ID: Jingmin.
The ringtone was urgent, as if you could hear the urgent plea for help coming from the other end even through the screen.
Zhou Chen stopped in his tracks and glanced at Chu Wuyang.
She was still sitting there, focused, completely oblivious to what was happening here.
Zhou Chen glanced down at the screen, his face full of resentment.
What's the meaning?
They want a remote video live stream of the event?
Can I listen to my wife's voice via simultaneous voice chat?
Are you crazy?
He rolled his eyes.
I simply flipped my phone over and held it face down in my palm, pretending I didn't see it.
He had a self-righteous attitude of "I'm too busy to talk to you".
Sure enough, the phone rang for a while and then automatically disconnected.
He nodded in satisfaction.
The next second—
Don't make me type it a second time!
Zhou Chen looked at the message from Jing Min on the screen, and his lips twitched.
He muttered under his breath.
"You really think I'm a babysitter?"
He answered the call reluctantly, though his tone betrayed a hint of reluctance.
"Hey, big boss, what golden orders do you have?"
Jing Min's voice was low and hoarse on the other end of the phone; he didn't waste any words.
"Has she had lunch?"
"..."
Zhou Chen looked up at the sky and couldn't help but swear.
"Do you want me to chew a bite for her?"
"No need for that. Aren't you disgusted?"
Zhou Chen said, "No further instructions, I'm going back to sleep."
Before Zhou Chen could hang up, a chilling whisper came from Jing Min's end—
"Who is that effeminate pretty boy?"
Zhou Chen was stunned.
My gaze unconsciously drifted towards Chu Wuyang's direction—in the filming area,
Jin Xian was leaning against the props rack, smiling and talking to Chu Wuyang. His eyebrows and eyes had a natural allure, and his every move was full of charming flirtatiousness.
He immediately understood, and chuckled.
"You mean Jin Xian? The spokesperson. The artist who collaborates on the project."
His tone was playful.
"Wait a minute, you never pay attention to these minor celebrities, why are you suddenly interested?"
Jing Min said coldly,
"He has a problem."
"..."
Zhou Chen raised an eyebrow, glancing again at Jin Xian's standard idol face. Handsome as he was, he was just a bit frivolous.
But he doesn't seem like someone who can cause a stir.
"Are you saying his behavior is problematic, or that he and Wu Yang—"
I was referring to his identity.
Jing Min spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone becoming increasingly serious.
"Investigate him, immediately."
Zhou Chen's smile faded, his expression shifted, and he said slowly,
"knew."
He paused, then deliberately added slowly,
"But your reaction...you're not jealous, are you?"
"You have ten seconds to handle this, or I'll go myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other end hung up.
Zhou Chen stared at his phone in silence for a moment, then sighed and shook his head.
"He's gone mad, he's almost driven insane by a woman."
But he quickly opened another communication software and began retrieving Jin Xuan's information.
There was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
Jin Xuan's information was completely clean, her resume was clear and accurate, and there were no problems with the background check.
Even his private life is a model of self-discipline... It seems that his behavior is just a bit frivolous. Of course, Zhou Chen understands it as a professional habit. Idols inevitably have to interact with fans when performing on stage. Isn't that normal?
Zhou Chen stared at the screen for a long time, then finally shook his head, leaned lazily against the wall, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"Fine... I think you're the one who's jealous."
He pulled out the video he had just sent to Jing Min. In the video, Chu Wuyang had only turned her head and said a few words to Jin Xian. She was wearing headphones, with a cold expression and a serious work demeanor.
"Tsk, you can catch details even in a fleeting moment, do you have a dog's nose?"
Zhou Chen muttered something under his breath, but his hand still obediently raised his phone.
I aimed at Jin Xian and filmed several clips from different angles.
The film captured frontal and side views, interactions, and even a few seconds of footage of Jin Xuan making funny faces to amuse the staff on set.
After filming the last shot, his lips twitched, and he couldn't help but offer some advice.
"Hey, bro... Little Sun is in charge of the artist advertising section. She was staring at him, that's just her job, she definitely didn't mean anything else."
His tone carried a touch of helpless sincerity, mixed with a detached, clear-headed understanding.
"Besides, aren't you ten times better looking and have a better figure than this pretty boy? Why are you afraid your wife will be stolen away?"
"Don't be so sensitive, okay?"
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