Amid the interweaving music and applause, the understaffed creative team was like a small boat amid towering waves, seemingly on the verge of being swallowed at any moment.
In fact, Bai Youlou really did feel that the two people beside him were a little embarrassing.
Hu Manyin was inexplicably excited, her body trembling slightly. Her face was flushed, and she seemed unable to close her mouth properly.
Anyone who didn't know better would think Bai Youlou had stuffed something into her mouth in front of all these people.
Old Zhou beside her was even more unbearable to look at.
The foolish giggling was bad enough, but the bastard had almost drooled. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he simply grabbed his own butt.
Bai Youlou thought the two of them weren't calm enough, but he didn't feel there was anything wrong with keeping his other hand clenched into a fist behind his back.
He was worried that Lu Wenyuan might suddenly go berserk and rush over to punch him. Was that not reasonable?
It was called taking precautions in advance.
However, watching people beneath the stage—with black, white, or yellow skin and different-colored hair—erupt with the same enthusiasm at that moment, Bai Youlou suddenly felt... it really wasn't bad~
Applause would eventually end.
Just as every movie would eventually reach its conclusion, even if it was an unexpected one.
But after the splendor faded, one still had to face "reality."
The more smug Bai Youlou had been just now, the stiffer the smile he maintained afterward became.
He was more experienced at insulting people in front of a crowd, or doing things that displeased them while they looked at him with contempt. He even enjoyed it.
But having a crowd crazily firing off questions and showering him