"Fine, go ahead and record."
Chu Tian always felt she was lying, but sadly he had no proof.
When he opened the door and saw that everyone else had already dispersed, Chu Tian finally heaved a sigh of relief. He had been somewhat socially embarrassed just now.
Xu Qingqiu nearly laughed out loud at his furtive expression. Seeing him close the door and start to turn back, she quickly covered her mouth, casually placed the items on the sofa, and got up to walk toward the recording studio.
Making it seem so formal, Chu Tian muttered, watching her hurried, retreating figure. Curious, he picked up the materials on the sofa and started looking through them.
Oh, a costume drama, huh?
He had initially thought it was some kind of document, but it turned out to be a script—and for a costume drama, no less.
"Is this your script? Or are you going to sing the theme song for this drama?"
"Of course, it's the theme song. I can't act."
