"If he doesn’t obey in the future, or does something excessive, you can call us anytime, and we’ll make the decision for you! But to resign over a small matter, the boss doesn’t want to hear this again, have you got that?"
Jian Anning was at a loss for words and had no idea what to do about this situation! In her irritation, a phone call came from the set crew: "It’s terrible, Assistant Jian, hurry over here, Zexiao has caused trouble again! He refuses to record! Please come quickly! We really can’t persuade him!"
Jian Anning was almost ready to smash her phone! That bastard Yu Zexiao, causing trouble for her at this time! She was just about to say that she didn’t want to deal with this matter when she heard the screams of fans on the other end!
Did she owe him something in a past life? She was truly about to explode with anger! What exactly was he trying to stir up! If she didn’t tear that bastard Yu Zexiao to shreds, she wouldn’t take the name Jian!
With the screaming heard already, it must be a serious issue. The bodyguards and makeup artists in the dressing room were also looking at her with hesitant eyes. Jian Anning bit her lower lip and stood up in resignation: "I’ll go take a look."
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Backstage, she indeed saw a big circle of people gathered around, with Yu Zexiao in the middle, sitting on a chair with an unyielding face. The on-site director, too distraught to manage the recording, was nearly on his knees begging him to record: "Zexiao, tell us, what exactly happened? Speak up!"
Yu Zexiao just didn’t answer, his handsome brows slightly furrowed, his soft lips almost pressed into a straight line. In his eyes, black as if painted, an anxious emotion flickered, occasionally glancing towards the door, as if waiting for someone.
A circle of people had pleaded for a long time to no avail, and the director was nearly driven mad by him. Just when all seemed hopeless, suddenly his eyebrows rose, his glossy black eyes shone, and he immediately stood up.
The crowd looked outside doubtfully, but when they saw Jian Anning approaching with a somber face, everyone was a bit puzzled. —How could Jian Anning be considered someone of Yu Zexiao’s, to the point of even considering a romantic connection between the two.
But Yu Zexiao, after his initial surprise, quickly returned to his arrogant demeanor, tilting his chin slightly as if trying to maintain his "idol singer" dignity. It wasn’t apparent at all why he had just been wearing that stinky face.
Jian Anning approached slowly, still looking very composed. Maybe it was because Yu Zexiao’s gaze was fixed on her that, despite her being just a junior assistant, no one dared to belittle her.
Everyone instinctively made way for her to come forth. Jian Anning’s eyes were cold as she approached him and simply said, "Uncle Yin told you to go record."
Who Uncle Yin was, hardly anyone on the site wouldn’t know! Sure enough, upon mentioning his name, there was a slight change on Yu Zexiao’s face, but he still lifted his neck and pretended to be brave with an "I’m not scared" expression.
Jian Anning then looked towards the on-site director: "I’m sorry, Yu Zexiao is throwing a tantrum again. Don’t worry, as soon as this group of guests is done, he will quickly go on to the recording session later."