Tianxian Media, audition room.
A makeshift cot had been dragged in. This was the midday nap bed for Tu Ge from the scriptwriting department; his home was far away, so he always rested at the company during lunch. Now, it had been commandeered by Young Master Chen.
Huang Bo was lying on the bed, his complexion haggard, while Chen Hao sat beside him to run the scene.
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