Xv Qingqing laughed and ruffled Ai Yiqing's hair: "Alright, alright, I can feel your excitement. Want to follow the rest of us on Weibo too?"
"Ah, right, right!" Ai Yiqing quickly sat up straight to search everyone's Weibo.
The other guests who were waiting for their makeup to be done heard the conversation and started searching for their own names.
Mr. He emerged from behind the green screen to see all the guests had practically transformed into phone zombies, each focused intently on their phones.
"Who's ready with their makeup? Come over first." Mr. He gestured with his hand.
Meng Li pulled Hao Jin up and hurried inside, pinching his waist as she whispered, "Your cold tough-guy image is definitely going to crumble in these shows. Be serious when recording the promo video later!"
Hao Jin burst out laughing, hugging his little wife: "When did I ever have an image? At most, I've played a few cold bosses in movies, but with our looks, who says we can't have a comedian's soul?"
