"Wei Yaoyao, if you're bored, why not record a few more times? Renting a recording studio for a day isn't cheap."
Wei Yaoyao sat with his legs crossed and casually said, "I'm waiting for you all, recording together makes it easier to spot our flaws. Hahaha, Yu Xia looks so cute like this!"
Ning Yunchao admired his ability to stir up trouble, always dancing on Song Xi's frail nerves.
Sure enough, Song Xi's face turned cold, he screwed the cap back on his bottle, stood up, and said, "Let's start recording."
Wei Yaoyao didn't mind at all, he put away his phone and stood up, completely in sync with their rhythm.
But when you're out of tune, you're out of tune, no matter how much you record, Song Xi wasn't satisfied. By the eighth take, he stormed out, throwing his water aside without a word.
Ning Yunchao and Chi Qiao sighed, stopping their progress as they listened to Song Xi's assistant's voice outside, and sat back down to rest.
