The atmosphere on the filming set was a bit cold.
Lv Fangxin took out an exquisite notebook.
"Look, here are the drawings I made for you, and my own too."
When Huang Minzhe saw his, it was a simple line drawing of a boy with a bowl cut.
On top, it read "Cool and aloof god, untouched by worldly matters."
Lv Fangxin's own drawing was also a simple sketch, with just two words as the annotation: "Beauty."
"Did you prepare for this performance?" Lv Fangxin suddenly asked.
"I've acted in school dramas before," Huang Minzhe replied confidently.
"What was your character setting like?"
"Mine was a hot-blooded, overly dramatic high schooler from the 90s."
Lv Fangxin couldn't help but lower her gaze and purse her lips, feeling that kind of drama was just meant to fool young girls.
Though she forgot she herself used to love watching stuff like that.
"What would you do if you liked a guy?"
"I'd probably ask for his WeChat and invite him out to hang."
