When Wen Xiu heard ding Shan's words, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Ding Shan said there would be many opportunities for cooperation in the future, which meant that she didn't intend to give him the cold shoulder and was willing to provide him with more stage.
That's good; Wen Xiu was most afraid of losing Ding Shan's favor for no reason and not using him in the future.
But thinking about it, although many trainees chose Ding Shan, and there was no lack of good ones, they were not particularly outstanding. He was a strong general, and his overall strength should be the strongest. Who else could Ding Shan use if not him?
The mysterious X that only knew how to dress up in a suit? He was very handsome but only suitable for a magazine shoot. If he wanted to perform on stage, he had to rely on skills and dynamic expression management, which he had studied for a long time.
At the thought of this, Wen Xiu's heart settled a little.
