Little Taotie ate his matcha cake happily and received a call from Xiao Lingzhi, "Hey, Xiao Lingzhi?"
"Little Taotie, you won't believe it, the movie's not being made anymore!"
"Which movie?"
"The smelly one."
Suddenly, Little Taotie felt the cake didn't taste as good, put down his spoon, wiped his little mouth, puzzled, "Is it the movie where Sister Rousi is the leading actress?"
"Yes, yes, the one we went to audition for."
"Why is it not being made?"
Xiao Lingzhi mysteriously said, "The internet says there's a shocking secret, claims it will be revealed tonight, about the reason for the movie's failure."
After hanging up the phone, Little Taotie lost his appetite for the cake too, and looked at Chen Zi beside him, whose brow was tightly furrowed, puzzled, "Brother Chen Zi, are you worried about something?"
Chen Zi thought about the person who bumped into him and ran away quickly, furrowing his brow even further.
It was a paparazzi.
Was he following me, or the director?