[That sounded so overbearing and aloof, but why did it automatically turn into a caring voice in my head?]
[I'm tired of saying it, seriously tired. @Gu Mingyue, did you blow-dry your hair today?]
[Pei Hanmo, don't love him too much.]
Chu Xinghui had just showered and hadn't blow-dried his hair. He had thrown on some clothes and started streaming.
So his hair was still wet.
He stood up, walked over to the bed, picked up the hair dryer, and aimed it at his hair.
He couldn't guarantee what Pei Hanmo would do if he didn't dry his hair.
[Why are you so obedient?]
[You're drying it already? I still wanted to watch, sob.]
[Huihui, can you go visit the others? Wang Xiao called all the cameramen away for a meeting tonight QWQ]
"A meeting?"
Chu Xinghui saw the messages in the stream chat and considered it for a moment.
[Yes, yes! We can't see anything now. We have no idea what you guys are doing.]
It was only eight in the evening. Surely no one had gone to bed yet?
Chu Xinghui finished drying his hair, shook it out, and held a strand up in front of his phone to show them.
"All dry. I'll take you around, then."
He picked up his phone and left his room, bringing his snacks along to share with them.
Lan Xiangxian's room was right next door, so he decided to visit him first.
"?"
When Lan Xiangxian opened the door, he still looked bewildered.
"What's up, Huihui?"
"I'm streaming."
Chu Xinghui pointed at his phone.
"They want to see what you're all doing."
"Me?"
Lan Xiangxian stepped aside to let Chu Xinghui in.
There was a little notebook on his desk, with a pen beside it.
Had he been taking notes? Or