"You? Just manage to stay inside for one minute without getting kicked out, and from here I'll dash out!"
The crowd buzzed with chatter. Among the four pretty boys, one who seemed more composed noticed Ye Fan's silhouette as he entered, muttering, "Have you noticed, this guy looks somewhat familiar? Seems like he's also quite a big deal!"
"Chen Siyi, are your eyes deceiving you? Guys like him are a dime a dozen in a crowd, how could they ever compare to our noble status? Just a country bumpkin, trash, hmph... Pretending in front of us..."
"Let's go, let's go see! I really want to see whether Shen Mange is going to throw him out with an ashtray or a shoe!"
The four pretty boys murmured and quickly stepped forward, then swiftly appeared at the door.
Meanwhile, Ye Fan was holding a bouquet of flowers, steadily walking toward the dressing room!
