Chapter 71 - Photoshoot

On this day, Song Xing Xing finally finished editing her final episode. She texted Producer Ming to inform him about her work and arranged to meet him later to let him check on her work before it will be screened to the other producers.

Seeing that there was still time, a thought came to her mind.

Earlier, when she returned from lunch with the others, she had seen the production crew gathering downstairs. According to them, a few casts of the drama will come to the studio for the cast's costume fitting.

After thinking about it for a while, Song Xing Xing took out her phone to text Huo Yun Chen's manager.

A few days ago, Huo Yun Chen had passed his assistant's number to her. As long as she was free, she can contact his assistant to arrange a meeting with him.

Initially, Huo Yun Chen wanted to give her his number, but Song Xing Xing thought it would be better to contact him through his assistant instead. This way, she would not disturb him if he was working.

'Hello Assistant Lin, this is 'Not Your Little Star'. I was wondering if it's possible to meet General Huo at the studio today?'

Once she had sent the message, Song Xing Xing browsed through her phone and looked at the post that her circle of friends has posted in their moments.

She saw her brother's post, stressing out about his piling assignments, and left him an encouraging comment.

At this time, her phone vibrated. Song Xing Xing clicked at the new message and saw that Assistant Lin had replied to her message.

'Little Star, General Huo's part will end soon. You can stop by at the studio if you're nearby. Or else, how about arranging a meeting somewhere else?'

Song Xing Xing quickly replied that she was nearby the studio. The two arranged a meeting and Song Xing Xing told them that she will meet the assistant in five minutes. Her gaze fell to Liu Yu Feng who was still focusing on her work. Then, Song Xing Xing sent another message to Assistant Lin.

'Assistant Lin, is it okay if I bring along a friend?'

'Sure.'

A faint smile curled on her lips. Song Xing Xing turned to Liu Yu Sheng and patted her shoulder.

Liu Yu Sheng pressed the pause button, took off her headphone, and looked at her friend. "What's up?"

"Your idol, Huo Yun Chen is downstairs. Do you want to go and take a look for a while?"

Liu Yu Sheng's expression brightened. Meeting her idol… of course, she was tempted. Even if she could only see him from afar, Liu Yu Sheng would be satisfied. Her gaze flickered between the monitor and her friend. She really wanted to go and see, ah…

After weighing her decision for a while, Liu Yu Sheng finally agreed. "Ten minutes. Let's go and see him for ten minutes and come back, alright?"

Seeing that Liu Yu Sheng had agreed, Song Xing Xing breathed in relief. Although she had agreed to meet Huo Yun Cheng, she was still worried about meeting him alone. This was why she had asked her friend to come with her. Moreover… Song Xing Xing was worried that Huo Yun Chen would not be as happy when he realized that they have met before.

With Liu Yu Sheng around, she would feel more at ease.

The two tidied up their desk before they went downstairs.

When they arrived, there were a group of people gathering to watch the photoshoot.

Liu Yu Sheng wanted to pull her and join the others to look at the photoshoot. However, Song Xing Xing convinced her that she had found a better spot.

As she reached a corner, Song Xing Xing texted Assistant Lin.

Soon, the door which had the words 'authorized personal only' pasted on it swung open. A petite girl with shoulder-length hair walked out of the door and started to look around.

Song Xing Xing grabbed her friend and walked over. "Assistant Lin?"

The petite girl gave her a look over. "Little Star?"

Song Xing Xing nodded. "Hello, my name is Song Xing Xing, also known as Little Star." She turned to her friend and spoke, "This is my friend, Liu Yu Sheng."

Assistant Lin smiled brightly. "Hello, I'm Lin You. You can just call me Assistant Lin." Her gaze fell at the lanyard card hung around their neck. "You're a staff here?"

Song Xing Xing nodded. "Un. We're from the post-production staff."

Assistant Lin stared at them both in amazement. "So that's why Huo Yun Chen said that you won't be needing a special pass to get into the studio." She waved her hand, letting the two follow her. "I supposed you know the rules. You can't snap any picture of Huo Yun Chen in his costume. Otherwise, we will all get into trouble."

"We understand," Song Xing Xing answered.

"Just follow me closely. A few people are coming over to watch the shooting as well."

Liu Yu Sheng watched her friend with her mouth gaped open. As a fan of Huo Yun Chen, of course, she was very familiar with Assistant Lin's name. Liu Yu Sheng tugged at Song Xing Xing's hand and sent a signal, asking her what was going on.

Song Xing Xing merely smiled mysteriously before she pulled her friend to follow Assistant Lin.

As they were walking down the corridor, Liu Yu Sheng inched closer and whispered, "Xing Xing, what's going on? How did you know Assistant Lin?"

"It's the game that we played, 'Legend of the Sky'. Actually, we were both from the same guild. He found out about it and suggested that we should meet." Song Xing Xing decided to use this reason to explain to her friend.

Liu Yu Sheng was impressed upon hearing this news. She had long known that Song Xing Xing has been playing this game for years, but she did not expect that she would know Huo Yun Chen in the game.

After a while, Assistant Lin brought them over to the corner where they could watch the photoshoot closer.

At the center, Huo Yun Chen was posing in a few different angles with the female lead in the drama, Qiao An.

They were going to film a mystery drama with a little fantasy element to it. The costume that Huo Yun Chen was wearing made him look like a bad boy. While Qiao An was wearing a costume that made her look like a fairy.

Looking at the costume alone could make Song Xing Xing curious about the drama.. She reminded herself to find the book and read it before the drama will be aired.