"Yue'er, what's wrong?" Li Jingyu turned his head and suddenly a cellphone was stuffed into his hand.
Gu Xinyue's face was adorned with a gentle smile, "Brother Yu, look, this is a screenshot from their live broadcast this morning."
A photo appeared on the screen.
In the image, four people stood together in a dim tunnel.
In the comment section.
[Ah ah ah, Brother Yu is so handsome!]
[You cast a vote, I cast a vote, Teacher Gu is about to debut.]
....
Looking over, there wasn't a single comment about him.
Li Jingyu's gaze darkened slightly as he flipped to the next page, where several piercing comments caught his eye.
[With four people standing together, Movie Emperor Li looks old.]
[Seeing this, time really is a slaughtering knife.]
[My Brother Yu is so handsome.]
The next second.
A warm soft voice entered his ear, tinged with a hint of envy, "Yan Yu is really young and promising, his future is boundless."
