u about everything that had happened these days, all the way to Su Ke Xin's anger, he told Ji Xiangru.It was then that Ji Xiangru understood why Gu Chi wanted to chat with him, and why his tone sounde...However, Yang Ning was not surprised. Because she knew this show, which is known for its physical demands, has very high requirements for the artists' physical fitness. So during the sports hall interview, they tried their best to pick out those artists who could run for ten or so minutes without getting tired.
"Oh, Yang Ning, I think you're really dressed too dowdy today."
Xiaodong had a headache. She had already said countless times how Yang Ning's outfit looked, but the other party insisted on choosing this ugliest sportswear from the pile of clothes An Tianxiang had sent them.
Facing Xiaodong's dejection, Yang Ning was surprisingly composed. She tilted her head to look at Xiaodong's drooping eye corners and couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't be so down in the dumps, wearing athletic wear isn't embarrassing. On the contrary, I'll be the biggest winner later."
Yang Ning's strange confidence didn't make Xiaodong feel any more at ease. She perfunctorily twitched the corner of her mouth. A number of glamorous stars walked past her, creating a stark contrast with Yang Ning.
"Well, well, if it isn't Mr. An's people! What brings you to this humble place"
The familiar voice, the two could tell at once who it was. Yang Ning turned around and sure enough, it was Yang Yue.
She looked up and down at Yang Yue's glittering dress adorned with rhinestones, her thin straps delicately hanging on Yang Yue's fair shoulders. A pair of high heels accentuated the slenderness and straightness of her legs.
Yang Ning looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and couldn't help but feel sympathy. Just looking at these shoes, she had no chance of being selected.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm not anyone important to Mr. An, but I know you really want to be."
Yang Yue had spent years in the entertainment industry, and her sharp edges had softened somewhat. She could now speak with tact and diplomacy, but if she tried to butter up Yang Ning, she would only earn herself a scolding.
As expected, as soon as Yang Ning finished speaking, Yang Yue couldn't hold back her anger and pointed at her nose, twisting her face that had just been calmly smug.
"Yang Yue, lay low."
Zheng Tao, who had remained silent and beside himself throughout, finally spoke at this moment. His probing gaze never left Yang Ning, his pursed lips seeming to express his displeasure.
However, in reality, he was lost in thought over another matter.
Why is Yang Ning here
Logically, as a currently popular star, she shouldn't choose some talk show programs or variety shows that are more likely to spark discussion.
Why is he appearing in such a lukewarm position, still wearing such earthy and shabby clothes
Even he let Yang Yue participate in the audition for this show, it was just to network with the director of this variety show. Could Yang Ning think the same way
"Listen up, your manager wants you to tone it down, and I'm telling you, you should work on that nasty temper of yours."
Yang Ning glanced at Yang Yue, sneering with a raised eyebrow, his words dripping with sarcasm.
Having lost face in front of Yang Ning, Yang Yue became even more unhappy. A nameless fire burned within her, and although she had always been afraid to defy Zheng Tao, she couldn't help but glare back at the emotionless deadpan face.
"I'm well aware of my temper, no need for you to butt in!"
Yang Ning heard Yang Yue roar angrily and stormed off the corridor, heading deeper into the gymnasium.
Watching Yang Yue leave, Zheng Tao didn't move at all. Instead, he kept looking at Yang Ning's clothes, his expressionless face showing a hint of doubt.
Yang Ning didn't intend to provoke this cunning man. She glanced at him twice and was about to leave with Xiao Dong, but her steps were halted by Zheng Tao's call.
"Wait, isn't this sportswear yours"
Expecting him to ask something constructive, I was caught off guard by his completely out-of-the-blue question.
Yang Ning turned his head and glanced at Zheng Tao's serene eyes. His dark pupils were as calm as ever, undisturbed and showing no hint of abnormality.
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