Zhuge Xunming's mocking voice rang out: "We won't choose a single one!"
Staff member: "You're not having breakfast?"
Zhuge Xunming: "We are, but we'll figure it out ourselves. We won't complete your tasks, won't cooperate with your show. What can you do to us? Bleh~~~"
Zhuge Xunming leaned against the window, flipping the bird and making faces at the staff.
Staff member: "..." Clenching his fists, wanting to punch someone!
...
The director watched the monitor, the corner of his mouth twitching: "Honestly, you need to keep an eye on your son, or he'll get beaten up in a sack one day."
Zhuge Xunming's mother's forehead veins jumped: "He sure is asking for it."
Even as his blood-related mother, she had more than once wanted to beat him up in a sack!
It's all Granny's fault for spoiling him too much!
Zhuge Xunming's mother lowered her gaze, mostly because this child wasn't easy to come by.
