Hearing the inquiry, A Min's mind was spinning.
However, she still couldn't remember what day it was tomorrow.
"What day is it?"
Cheng Shi'en said with frustration, "The final audition for the spokesperson of National Beauty."
At the time, he fought for A Min to pass the first audition in front of the boss.
He was convinced that this girl had good potential and would definitely make it to the end.
Actually, he quite liked A Min; she seemed cold, but was actually very naive. Her eyes held a purity rarely seen in the entertainment industry.
A Min suddenly realized, feeling regretful, "I really forgot about this."
Lately, she's been so busy, exhausted from filming every day. As soon as she opens her eyes, she has to start shooting. There's no time to think about anything else.
Cheng Shi'en took a drag from the cigarette in his hand, then crushed it under his foot.
He stood up, walked over to A Min, and patted her slender shoulder.
