Song Yaoyao wasn't particularly happy about it. She simply thought of it as a hobby.
But now that someone was actually happy for her, she suddenly felt quite good.
Finally, Song Yaoyao broke free from Tang Xinrou's grip. Her hair was messy and a dopey strand of hair stood up on top of her head.
She did not notice anything. Casually leaning forward, she asked, "Rourou, have you thought about acting?"
"Huh? Me?"
Tang Xinrou was taken aback. The truth was, before Song Yaoyao asked her this question, she had never considered entering the entertainment circle.
But now, this question got her thinking.
Should she be an actress? Should she enter the messy entertainment circle? To be honest, based on her identity and background, bullying wasn't something to worry about. But even though it excited her, she was also a little scared.
"Can I?"
