Song Jiaqi: "..."
Director, youâre really overthinking this.
Considering An Haoâs situation, what hope is there?
Even if she recovers, it would take months for her injuries to heal, and by then, our program would have already started shooting. How could we wait for her?
"Director, letâs not think about this anymore. Letâs just talk to the few artists we discussed earlier."
Once weâve secured the top-tier artists, there shouldnât be any issues with the second and third tiers. Everyone wants to ride the wave of popularity, right?
There are so many artists in this industry. As long as youâre willing to spend money, are you really afraid of not finding a top-tier artist?
"If we could get Ye Yang to come... the show would be unstoppable!"
Ye Yang...
As soon as she hears those words, Song Jiaqi gets a headache.
"Donât mention him..." Song Jiaqi covers her forehead.
"Hey? Jiaqi, how come you seem to have no interest in Ye Yang, and youâre even so indifferent... ouch... this Xiaoxi..."
"Director, havenât I explained this to you already? Xiaoxi is indeed his loyal fan, but this troublesome girl chasing stars is out of my hands. I really have nothing to do with Ye Yang!"
"Really?"
"Of course itâs true! Why would I lie to you?"
Indeed, there is no connection.
"Alright, I was just saying."
They certainly didnât believe they could actually invite Ye Yang.
Heâs such a superstar, why would he participate in a variety show like this? He doesnât need it, nor cares for it.
So, they just daydreamed about it.
As Song Jiaqi walks and rubs her forehead, she thinks, Ye Yang?
She hopes he never appears in front of her again!
During her teenage years, she might have had a crush on him, but ever since he created confusion, resulting in her having Song Xiaoxi, she went from a bit resentful to being too preoccupied with daily life, leaving no room to have a crush on anyone. Later, seeing Ye Yang no longer stirred the youthful fantasies.
Life is already problematic; who has time to crush on you?
Thatâs the difference between eighteen-year-old Song Jiaqi and the current twenty-five-year-old Song Jiaqi, who needs to work hard to earn a living.
As time passes, the youthful desires have long been eroded by life, and sheâs no longer who she was in her youth.
Song Jiaqi put aside her work for a while, planning to go out for some afternoon tea and relax.
At this moment, outside the TV station gate, two people, one tall and one short, are standing there, both wearing baseball caps, large sunglasses, and masks, looking very conspicuous.
Song Jiaqi glanced at them casually and didnât think much, assuming they might just be two escaped patients from a mental hospital. Better stay away, no harm in avoiding them!
Others, besides Song Jiaqi, also gave them a few glances, but everyone kept their distance.
Just as Song Jiaqi was walking away, the shorter one suddenly made a "whoosh" sound in her direction.
Song Jiaqi looked at them with a puzzled expression, glanced, and quickened her pace.
Could it be that these two lunatics are targeting her?
Thinking this, she hurriedly ran!
Song Xiaoxi pulled down her mask and called out softly, "Hey, Song Dabao!"
Song Jiaqi suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Wait a minute...
That voice is?
Song Xiaoxi?!
She quickly turned around, Song Xiaoxi had already put her mask back on and waved at her.