722 A Million Times for You 84 (2/2)
”Who are you calling an old fogy!?!” Yan Ge snapped in displeasure.
”I mean, heartthrobs!” Fang Erlan hurriedly explained.
”I'm only thirty-three years old, how am I an old fogy!?!” Yan Ge questioned, glowering at her.
”I was wrong. I mean, you're a young hunk.”
His frown turned into a smile of satisfaction and he said, ”That's more like it.”
”I really can't bring myself to call a thirty-three-year-old like you a young hunk. You're just like expired preserved meat…”
”Fang Erlan!”
”…”
They only arrived on set one hour later.
In order to avoid making it onto the tabloids, Fang Erlan intentionally waited for Yan Ge to enter first before alighting from the nanny van stealthily thirty minutes later, clad in a surgical mask to hide her face.
Xiao Li waited for her at the studio and brought her inside. That was the only way she could gain access to the premises.
Yan Ge had already gotten his makeup done and had changed into the outfit he had to wear for the filming, which made him appear much more dashing and suave.
Staring at him, Fang Erlan remarked casually, ”Wow, clothes really do make a man. You look so much better after a makeover.”
Fang Erlan was merely muttering her opinion to herself. However, the sharp-eared Yan Ge heard her and shot her a menacing glance with his long, narrow eyes. ”What did you say?”
”I… didn't say anything.”
”I heard you.”
”What I meant was…” The quick-witted Fang Erlan smiled at him and answered, ”You're already very handsome when you're barefaced. You look so much more charming and dashing with makeup.”
Yan Ge rolled his eyes at her, clearly not convinced by her explanation. He shifted his gaze onto Jing Yang and said to Fang Erlan, ”Your idol's over there.”
Fang Erlan looked over to see the person she had yearned to meet for years. Just as she was about to walk toward him, Yan Ge grabbed her and said, ”You're not thinking of asking him for an autograph right away, are you…?”
”How did you know? That's exactly what I was thinking. I'm planning to get his autograph first. I don't have a pen with me, help me find one.”
Yan Ge let go of her and said, ”Whatever, I'm staying out of this. I have to start filming now.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he swaggered toward the cameras.
Fang Erlan scanned the dressing table a few times before finally catching sight of a pen and a piece of paper. She then walked toward her idol agitatedly.
Jing Yang had just had his makeup done and was playing with his mobile phone while sitting on the chair. Fang Erlan approached him and removed her surgical mask, which she then put away in her pocket. Handing him the piece of paper and pen, she asked, ”Jing Yang, could you give me your autograph?”
Fang Erlan had never been this meek and gentle, except when she was acting.
She had never been so demure!
She had never spoken in such a soft voice!
Yet, what happened next made her feel more awkward than ever.
Jing Yang glanced at her before looking down at his mobile phone again. ”No,” he rejected coldly.
His answer was just like a wet blanket that dampened Fang Erlan's spirits immediately.