"Good grief, the moment I went onstage, I saw Lu Ge in the front row and completely froze up, okay? Xiaodao, why didn't you tell me beforehand?"
At the dinner table, Deng Paopao was complaining that Zhao Xiaodao had nearly made him embarrass himself.
"As an actor, the most basic skill is adapting on the fly." Zhao Xiaodao picked up a shrimp and placed it on Sun Niangniang's plate before turning back to Deng Paopao, her face full of feigned astonishment and exaggerated surprise. "Surely Brother Chao, as an award-winning actor, wouldn't be incapable of that?"
Deng Paopao, "..."
"That expression was so affected, and a little over-the-top!" Deng Paopao said indignantly. "You did that on purpose!"
Zhao Xiaodao giggled. "I didn't, I haven't, don't go making things up. I arrived at the TV station pretty late too. The two of us only crossed paths briefly—when would I have had time to tell you?"
Deng Paopao could not help rolling his eyes. "Who would've thought that after all we've been through, you'd still find a chance to prank me? Just you wait. Let's see how I prank you next time..."
"Sister Li..." Zhao Xiaodao added another chopstickful of egg to Sun Niangniang's plate.
"Ahem, ahem!"
Faced with Sun Niangniang's sideways glance, Deng Paopao shrank his neck and fell silent.
"Lu Ge, a toast to you." Deng Paopao turned and raised his glass to Lu Zheng. "Since Xiao Yi is used to Hanfu and Chinese-style culture, we were watching the livestream at the time. When you came on, I was completely stunned!"
Lu Zheng nodded. Back when Shen Ying and Liu Qingyan had just finished dancing the Rainbow Skirt Feather Dress Dance, someone quick-fingered had already edited a video and posted it to Certain Blog. Deng Paopao had actually reposted it