Li Tingting switched from Weibo to WeChat, found Mr. Wu's WeChat, and sent him a message that was both ambiguous and flirtatious.
However, the other party didn't reply to her message until midnight, which made her feel frustrated. Thinking about tomorrow's audition, her mood wasn't very good.
On the other hand, Lan Huixin went to bed early, ready to conserve energy for tomorrow's audition.
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"The wind has changed suddenly this time, and there's no backlash. No room for the water army I hired. Hey, the audience's tastes have become more and more peculiar." Huang Chao laughed as he browsed the Weibo comments, not even needing any manipulation.
"By the way," Huang Chao suddenly remembered something important, straightened up, and looked at the man lifting weights on the balcony.
"Director Yu's team contacted me and wants to invite you to be the music director for their new film. I didn't agree directly, but will you do it? "
