"Uh... well, I'm not really interested in becoming an artist, and I already have my own job. Really, thanks for your appreciation."
Liu Xin'an politely pushed away the business card. Being an artist? No, thank you.
He sometimes got overwhelmed just by the comments during his live streams. With his level of stress tolerance, if he really became an artist, he'd probably end up posting a video saying, "I'm suffering from burnout" within a month.
Then he'd have to beg for donations...
Ahem.
After taking two steps back, Liu Xin'an turned and walked away without a second thought, leaving Seong Taekyon sighing in regret next to him.
With this fan's looks and physique, a little packaging and debuting as a model wouldn't be a problem at all.
As long as his acting wasn't terrible, he could gain some experience in a few drama sets, create a bit of buzz, and he'd definitely become popular!
What a pity, truly a pity.
"Let's go, let's head up to see Irene. It's such a waste..."
