Warm Wedding: the Exclusive National Male God

Xia Chuchu was awakened by a phone ringing. "Xia Chuchu, if you don't want to shoot this commercial, just say so. You don't even look at what time it is now. Do you still need advertisers to match your time? This is a big name before it becomes popular. Do you think you are worthy of it, Xia Chuchu?" On the other end of the phone, Sister Hong's roar almost broke Xia Chuchu's eardrums. The blank brain came back. By the time Xia Chuchu recovered, Sister Hong had already hung up the phone. Xia Chuchu opened her mouth and was too lazy to argue. Explanations are never useful, Xia Chuchu understands! Yesterday……