How had Jin Tiancheng ended up taking the fall?
He and Lu Ye were the two people they could least afford to offend. Who could have imagined he would get hurt on only his second day here? What were they supposed to do?
Was his dating show going to get banned, taken down, and ordered to make corrections?
Fuck!
The director covered his face with both hands, his mouth hanging open in despair, looking just like a world-famous painting.
The crew were scared out of their wits too and rushed over in a flurry.
"Teacher Jin, are you okay? Teacher Jin?"
Wu Xinyou blinked, only then realizing how suggestive their position was.
His breath caught, and he hurried to get up.
Jin Tiancheng was about to move too when inspiration suddenly struck. He hissed in pain and fell back down.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Your back?"
Wu Xinyou leaned over him again, legs spread, hands planted on either side of Jin Tiancheng's head, looking down at him anxiously.
Xie Lin's eyes went as wide as saucers. He dashed over in a few quick strides and crouched beside them.
Water splashed, and another person appeared beside them.
Yu Zhiwei bit her finger, grinning with a look that said, "I ship it."
Wu Xinyou's face grew even redder.
But Jin Tiancheng had just saved him. He couldn't be heartless enough to leave him lying there!
"What are you two staring at? Hurry up and help him up."
Xie Lin chuckled, his gaze sweeping toward Jin Tiancheng.
"Does our S-Rank Alpha Teacher Jin really need help getting up?"
Jin Tiancheng glanced at him, nearly failing to maintain his pained expression.
"I'm nowhere near President Lu's level. Of course... I do."
By then, the crew had all rushed over and