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Seeing Fang Yu's eagerness to avoid her, Liu Yifei not only didn't give up, but became even more curious.

The more you forbid her to see it, the more she wants to see it!

She stood up from the sofa and cornered Fang Yu in one step.

"No, Producer Fang."

Liu Yifei put her hands on her hips and began to reason with him.

"Isn't that a bit of a double standard?"

"Since you yourself are so resistant, feeling that this overalls look is unacceptable to others..."

"Then why were you so enthusiastic when you were designing for Cai Kun?"

The more she spoke, the more reasonable she seemed, her large eyes narrowing slightly, her gaze sharp.

"So you don't even dare to wear it yourself, and you're using your junior colleagues as guinea pigs?"

This soul-searching question directly exposed Fang Yu's guilty conscience.

He coughed twice and braced himself to begin his sophistry.

"You just don't understand, do you?"

Fang Yu cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and immediately adopted the posture of a reclusive master.

"What's this called?"

"That's what you call the self-cultivation of a high-level behind-the-scenes producer!"

Liu Yifei tilted her head to look at him, a cold smile curving her red lips.

"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it."

Fang Yu waved his hand and spoke without hesitation.

"Let's take our previous experience in Mohe as an example."

"I personally made a large red sedan chair with a full mortise and tenon structure. Do you admit that?"

"I admit it."

"Isn't the structure of that bridal sedan chair exquisite?"

"Exquisite."

"That solves everything!"

Fang Yu spread his arms, instantly closing the logical loop.

"Does this mean that even if I'm in a bridal sedan chair, I have to put on the phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, cover my head with a red veil, and then personally sit inside to get married?"

"What, does the producer have to be responsible for getting married?"

Fang Yu spoke with such conviction and righteous indignation that it was outrageous!

"I'm only responsible for providing top-notch inspiration and brilliant designs."

"I will never do it myself!"

"This is the bottom line for artists!"

Liu Yifei was stunned.

In her twenty-six years of life, she had never seen anyone arrange fallacies and heresies so seamlessly.

He almost really fooled me!

"Stop trying to mislead me!"

Liu Yifei realized what was happening and took a big step forward.

She reached out and tugged at Fang Yu's hoodie sleeve, shaking it gently twice.

The nation's goddess, who had just been giving an interrogation-like look, suddenly softened her voice.

"oops."

"Just change into it and let me dance a bit."

"Consider it a special treat for our fans, okay?"

After saying that, she raised her right hand, held up three clean white fingers, and solemnly promised.

"I will absolutely not record this."

"After reading it, immediately erase it from your mind."

Looking into those large eyes so close to him and smelling her faint fragrance, Fang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

have to say.

The Heavenly Fairy's move was indeed excessively powerful!

If she keeps swaying like that, forget about the gray overalls.

Fang Yu seriously doubted that he could have agreed to dress up as a maid without even realizing it!

No.

This is a honey trap!

Fang Yu's mental alarm instantly went off.

He gritted his teeth and held his ground to the death.

"Being cute won't work!"

"I won't listen! I won't listen! You're just spouting nonsense!"

After saying that, he immediately covered his ears and activated absolute defense.

Liu Yifei raised her eyebrows.

Are you going to jump or not?

"I'd rather die than jump!"

Fang Yu's answer was firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

"OK."

Liu Yifei narrowed her eyes and revealed a mischievous smile.

"You forced me to do this!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out both hands and went straight for the ticklish spot on Fang Yu's waist.

"I'll make you indomitable!"

"I'll push your artistic boundaries!"

"Haha! Stop scratching!"

Fang Yu immediately lost his composure and twisted into a giant maggot on the sofa.

"stop!"

"Liu Yifei, you started it!"

"That's called self-defense!"

Fang Yu shouted and swung his hand back at Liu Yifei's armpit.

"ah!"

Liu Yifei screamed and quickly dodged backward.

But the sofa is only this big.

The two of them tickled each other, and in the blink of an eye, they were rolling around in a ball.

The cushions were scattered all over the floor.

The bag of potato chips was also kicked under the coffee table.

The battle was extremely fierce.

Seeing that she was running out of energy and about to be at a disadvantage, Liu Yifei had a sudden and malicious idea.

She pounced on him and pinned Fang Yu to the cushion.

Then he opened his mouth and unleashed his ultimate move.

—The Bite of a Celestial!

"Awoo!"

Just as Fang Yu was about to lose his life on the spot.

The phone on the sofa suddenly vibrated.

The two were so engrossed in their fight that they didn't notice Liu Yifei's hand, which was resting on the sofa, accidentally touching the answer button on the screen.

The video call was connected just like that.

The scene changes.

Hangzhou, backstage at the studio of "Idol New Generation".

Cai Kun, who had just received a unanimous A grade, hid in a corner, his eyes still red.

After the performance, he didn't even bother to wipe his sweat before immediately making a video call to the senior he revered.

He wanted to tell Fang Yu in person.

Brother Yu, I did it!

The phone was answered instantly after only one ring.

Cai Kun was overjoyed and immediately moved closer to the screen.

"Brother Yu, I—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

He was completely petrified.

The camera angles taken with the phone are extremely tricky.

The camera was half-buried in the sofa cushions, and only a small, shaky, and incomplete image could be seen.

But this small glimpse of the scene almost sent Cai Kun to his death on the spot!

Brother Yu, who is respected by everyone in the company and has now become the pillar of Xingyao.

At this moment, his hoodie was disheveled, and he was being pinned down by a woman!

The woman had long, disheveled hair and an open mouth, and it seemed she was preparing to kill Brother Yu.

Even more terrifying was the woman's profile...

The more I look at her, the more she resembles Liu Yifei, the national goddess!

Cai Kun gasped.

Before he could recover from the visual shock, the loudspeaker blared out the two men's intense, panting conversation.

"Are you going to comply or not?"

The woman's voice was both charming and domineering.

"No! I am as firm as iron, I would rather die than submit!"

Yu Ge's screams sounded like he was filled with grief and indignation.

"good!"

"Then don't force me to use force!"

In the background, the TV was still playing "Idol New Generation".

You can even faintly hear the host introducing the unanimous A-level vote from earlier.

Cai Kun's mind went blank on the spot.

No.

What on earth did he see that he shouldn't have seen?!

One is Qu, the unfathomable father and savior of Xingyao Entertainment.

One is an unapproachable, ethereal national goddess.

These two actually started fighting on the sofa?

Moreover, his mouth was full of lewd words like "whether to obey or not" and "whether to force him or not"!