Ling Xiao saw her raise her hand and then put it down halfway, and he lowered his eyes to suppress his thoughts.
Cheng Jushu, who was not far away, looked in Meng Yao's direction and said, "Brother, don't you need to go and say hello?"
The dressing room was neither big nor small. There was a distance of several meters between them and Meng Yao, but it seemed farther because of the crowded crowd.
Han Mei glanced at Meng Yao who was surrounded by the crowd and paused, "No need."
"Ms. Meng Yao seems to be reminiscing with someone. It doesn't seem appropriate for me to go over now. I should wait until the variety show is over before going over to ask for her contact information. That way, I'll have plenty of time and maybe I can talk to her a few more times."
"… Um."
Han Jiang walked over slowly. He had already dressed up. The bright orange sweatshirt paired with jeans made him look even more youthful and handsome.
When he smiled, his fangs were exposed, but it was a slightly playful smile: "What are you guys talking about without me? This is too disloyal!"
Because of his tiger teeth and his boy-next-door personality, he looks young, but in fact, he is a little taller than Cheng Jishu when he stands up.
Han Jiang casually placed his arm on half of Cheng Jishu's shoulder, with his palm hanging naturally, in a very relaxed posture.
"Brother Cheng, what contact information did you just mention? Whose contact information?"
Cheng Jushu was stunned for a moment, then her ears turned red: "I met my idol, no... my goddess! I really want to find her contact information!"
"You goddess?"
"It's Senior Meng Yao."
Han Jiang sneered, "What qualifications does Meng Yao have to be your idol? I don't deny the fact that she saved Mei Ge, but you can see that she exposes all the negative information about herself every day. It is said that she is a terrible person! People like this... Anyway, the most I can do is not hate them."
"If you have to pick a goddess to like... Do you know Meng Qingqing? She's the one who's been very popular recently. I would say that Meng Qingqing is a goddess. She's beautiful, considerate and gentle. It's said that she treats her assistants as friends in private. It's rare to find a female artist with such a decent character who doesn't like to act like a big shot! I worked with her once, and she spoke softly and had no temper at all."
Cheng Jushu took his hand away and said disapprovingly: "I have seen how good Senior Meng Yao is. He is definitely not as bad as you say."
"I said that? Did I say that? That's what the reports say about her. Doesn't she have enough scandals?"
Cheng Jushu was gentle and shy, and she could never win over Han Jiang in an argument. His face turned red: "Anyway, anyway... I don't allow you to say that about her!"
"Brother, do you really not know Meng Qingqing?"
Cheng Jushu said perfunctorily, "I've heard a little bit about it."
"You've already heard of Meng Qingqing, so why do you still like Meng Yao?! How can Meng Yao compare to the popular Meng Qingqing?"
As if they heard Han Jiang's voice getting louder, the members next to him hurriedly reminded him.
Han Jiang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Han Jiang put one hand in his trouser pocket, which made him look even more ruffian than his youthful outfit, and was reflected on his slightly childish face.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted, his nonchalant expression paused, and he could no longer take his eyes off the person in front of him: "… Who is that? How come she is so beautiful? I have never seen her before, so she should be a staff member of the show, right?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly to see more carefully.
From his angle, he could only see the person's flawless fair profile, with delicate features and a hint of vermilion on his lips. He felt obsessed with her at first sight.
She sat on the sofa in a not-so-elegant posture, leaning forward with her legs crossed, seemingly chatting with someone next to her.
He took his hand out of his trouser pocket and smoothed his flowing short hair.
"Meeting is fate, I have to ask for a contact number!"
Han Jiang's movements were so fast that Cheng Jishu didn't even have time to grab the corner of his clothes.
There are so many people watching around, and it would not look good if we dragged him back by force.
After a while, Cheng Jushu looked at Han Mei beside him with a complicated expression, and asked, "No... Does Xiao Jiang really know Senior Meng Yao?"
Han Mei's face remained calm. "He used to love to read gossip and paid a lot of attention to Meng Yao's affairs, but that was a year or two ago. Recently, he said that he was annoyed when he saw Meng Yao, so he began to refuse to watch Meng Yao's recent photos and interviews."
"So... he really doesn't know what Meng Yao looks like..."
Han Mei added: "This is what Meng Yao looks like now."
"Let him make trouble if he wants to. He won't be able to get the contact information anyway."
Cheng Jushu was just guessing what this sentence meant when he suddenly saw Han Mei coming to the sofa to rest. He took off his coat and covered his face with it to block out the bright light that was too glaring to ignore.
Han Jiang's words just now were not very loud, and Meng Yao should not have been able to hear them, but who made her have such keen senses
Therefore, what the few people whispered just now reached her ears almost word for word. Although she was busy talking to Guan Liang in the middle, she still heard most of what Han Jiang said, especially the few words that scolded her.
When Meng Yao saw Han Jiang walking towards her step by step, she felt a little complicated.
"Are you alright?"
Han Jiang was stunned for a moment, then he took out his phone: "Are you a new staff member? I didn't meet you when I participated in "Joy Without Limits" before. Actually, my purpose is... ahem, can we exchange contact information? It will be convenient for me to learn about your program."
The last reason was just something he made up. If he really wanted to contact the production team, he wouldn't need a backstage employee. He said this just to be more tactful so that his purpose wouldn't seem so strong. But I think no one would refuse his overtures.
He waited for a while, but didn't hear any excited response from the other party. Instead, he saw that the other party was still sitting lazily, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes looking at him with a smile.
Han Jiang frowned slightly. What does this mean
Perhaps it can be said that beauties are always different from ordinary people, and of course they will not follow conventional thinking.
"Do you know who I am?" he asked tentatively.
"You are Han Jiang."
The other party answered very quickly, and Han Jiang was a little confused about what she was thinking.
The backstage was very secretive, without any cameras, and there was a lot of exchange of contact information. Han Jiang thought he was not unknown, and was usually sought after by others, so why was the other party so cold
The girl opposite raised her eyebrows, inadvertently revealing a bit of ruffian spirit.
"So... do you know who I am?"
(End of this chapter)