The very next second, he flew straight out, landing on a pile of discarded costumes outside the door.
Although it didn't hurt, with so many people backstage and countless eyes on him at the moment, his face turned somewhat red.
"What are you looking at? I'm just exercising."
The crowd turned their heads away, snickering as if they'd seen nothing, after all, they dared not mess with Su Zhou.
Su Zhou turned angrily, only to see the closed door of the dressing room.
He frowned, "Playing the virtuous and unyielding lady."
Su Zhou had a powerful background; he always did as he pleased in school. Now rejected by Shu Wan, he couldn't save face. Just as he was about to re-enter the dressing room, someone called out to him.
"Chairman Su, someone up front has sent a message; they said there's an important guest at the school, and they want you to go and welcome them."
"Who is it?"
"Fu Siyu."
Hearing this name, Su Zhou finally stopped in his tracks, "Fu Siyu? What's he doing here?"
