YM778.TV Chapter 72: 72 Cumin Lamb (2)
Chapter 72: 72 Cumin Lamb (2)
Yan.
She hurriedly answered, “Still shooting—”
Before she could finish saying “scene,” Xia Siyu’s solo part had been recorded, and she came down, feeling a bit weak due to not having eaten much: want to eat—I need water.’
On the other side, Bo Yan seemed to have heard Xia Siyu’s voice and directly ordered Wei Jingjing, “Give her the phone.”
Wei Jingjing obediently shoved the phone into Xia Siyu’s hand, who then answered, “Hello, who is this?”
Bo Yan frowned slightly on the other end, “Do you know what message you just posted?”
Xia Siyu might have been truly famished, her brain a bit hazy. Holding the phone, she looked down and asked Wei Jingjing, “What did I post?”
Wei Jingjing had a spare phone and quickly pulled it out to turn on. She deliberately showed Xia Siyu the response she had posted and added, “This is it; it just made it to the hot search. Also trending is that photo of you putting on weight recently, where the onlookers mocked you about looking pregnant.” Xia Siyu, having been battered by online violence before, didn’t care about this minor uproar, even making a nonchalant comment, “Only two entries in the top ten hot searches? This generation of netizens is lacking.”
She turned back to respond to Bo Yan, her tone was as blunt as always, “l posted it; what about it?”
Bo Yan took a deep breath. He was still at the networking event, and his resting room was close to the elevator. There were many people coming and going, so he couldn’t speak loudly.
When it quieted down outside the door, he slowly began, “So why exactly did you post that comment?”
“I’m hungry.”
Xia Siyu on the other end said just three simple words, and he was suddenly speechless, “l danced for five hours this afternoon and have been shooting until now. I haven’t had dinner. I’m hungry. Is it only okay for you to enjoy delicious food and spicy drinks, and I can’t even complain? I’m annoyed. I want to eat cumin lamb, I want to eat barbecue, I want fried chicken, I want beer! I want to find someone to drink and eat skewers with!”
“l…” Bo Yan had just begun to say “I” when the call was cut off from the other end. Holding the phone, his brows furrowed deeper.
The door to the resting room was knocked open, and Bo Yan turned back to see Song Fengzhi returning. He said, “Bo, it’s taken care of; they’re going to withdraw it from the hot search and slowly decrease its priority. But pulling something from the hot search costs a lot more than getting it on there, at least three times as much.’
Song Fengzhi was still watching Bo Yan as he said this, actually a bit puzzled; after all, the hot search had nothing unpleasant regarding Bo Yan, and if anyone should be withdrawing it, it should be Xia Siyu’s team, not his concern at all.
Could it be that their Bo really had something going on with Xia Siyu?
“You…”
He had barely spoken a word when Song Fengzhi immediately looked up, “Bo, is there anything else?”
Bo Yan’s brows were tightly furrowed, and after a long while, he finally asked, “Do you know where to find good cumin lamb? And things like barbecue, beer, and such.’
Song Fengzhi was a bit stunned; he had just seen Bo Yan specifically praise the chef’s cooking as not bad, “There is, but didn’t you already have dinner?”