It's fine if you don't understand. You are from two different worlds.

But Luo Xinguang did not think he had misunderstood. He knew exactly what Director Kang was thinking.

#WhatAConfusingDay

How did Song Yaoyao get involved with Director Kang? What happened without him knowing?

Luo Xinguang didn't know yet, but his pitiful life on set had just started.

Inside the cla.s.sroom, Tang Xinrou had already waited for some time, but Song Yaoyao had yet to return and she didn't take her phone with her.

Thinking about Song Yaoyao's 'p.r.o.ne-to-bullying' vibe, Tang Xinrou was tempted to gather their cla.s.smates to look for her.

Fortunately, at this time, Song Yaoyao returned.

In her left hand, she was holding her thermos, and in her right hand was a thick doc.u.ment.

If she wasn't young and beautiful, she would look like an old woman.

“Pfff…”

Tang Xinrou couldn't help but laugh out loud. She dragged Song Yaoyao over and sat her down. “Precious, where did you go for so long?”

“To stretch my muscles.” Song Yaoyao's eyes curved; sweetness hiding inside her dimples. “I ran into Uncle Kang on the way back and he took me to his set for a bit.”

“Wow!”

Tang Xinrou was envious. “You went on set? Where is it? I thought we weren't allowed to enter! Huhuhu, I'm so jealous!”

“Here, want to take a look at this?”

A thick doc.u.ment was placed on the desk. Tang Xinrou stopped her fake crying. “What's this?” she asked. As she flipped the doc.u.ment curiously, her eyes paused on two words on the second page, and she fell silent.

Song Yaoyao covered her ears.

“Ahhh!”

A shrill scream filled the room as expected and practically blew the roof off.

It caused everyone to jump in shock.

Shen Xun lifted his head in annoyance. “Tang Xinrou, are you on drugs?”

“I encountered something much more exciting!”

Tang Xinrou patted the doc.u.ment like it was her lover. Her expression was so cheesy that Song Yaoyao looked at her with disgust.

“Yaoyao, isn't this the script for Ride the Wind? Where did you get this from? Did Director Kang give it to you?”

“Uh huh.”

“Oh G.o.d!” Tang Xinrou lay on top of the script. “Why didn't I go with you? If I did, I would have seen Director Kang and Luo Xinguang! Huhu, he's so handsome!”

Song Yaoyao tilted her head, “Is he?”

She thought her Gege was more handsome!

“Uh huh! He's so hot when he dances; he makes my hormones go crazy! Did you see him? Forget it…don't tell me. I'm afraid that my heart won't be able to handle it.”

Song Yaoyao opened her mouth. “If you want to see him, I can take you along next time.”

“Really?!” Tang Xinrou immediately came back to life and her eyes glowed.

“Yes, I agreed to help Uncle Kang edit his script. When I return the script to him, you can come with me.”

“Oh my G.o.d! Yaoyao, you're amazing!”

Tang Xinrou pulled Song Yaoyao into her embrace and squeezed her cheeks. She was so happy that she began to talk nonsense. “What else about you don't I know? You're good at studying and fighting, and now, you can even edit scripts! If you decide to become a director some day, I wouldn't be surprised at all!”

“Mm…Rourou, stop…”

Song Yaoyao struggled in Tang Xinrou's embrace as her mouth was squeezed until it looked like fish lips.

A happy woman was frightening!

“Hahahaha! Wait until Ride the Wind is aired! I can tell all my friends proudly that my Yaoyao edited it!”