When Li Gao saw Ye Qiu, his eyes brightened. Although the person in front of him was wearing a shirt and casual pants, he gave off the impression of Young Master Yan Xin, aloof and unworldly.
It was as if no one could enter his heart, and as if no one could catch his eye, as if everything in the world would taint his vision.
This feeling was strange, and Li Gao honestly never thought that there would be someone who perfectly matched his image of Young Master Yan Xin. Or perhaps, it was the person in front of him who had materialized his once ethereal vision of Young Master Yan Xin.
After Ye Qiu greeted everyone, he stood still, waiting for the challenges ahead. But to his surprise, Li Gao stood up, bursting with excitement. The producers and screenwriters beside him exchanged puzzled glances but turned their eyes again to the unique presence of Ye Qiu, so different from the earlier young actors, and began to understand.
