Song Yaoyao, Are You The Devil?

"Yaoyao, can I really do it?"

Tang Xinrou crouched down in the stairwell, holding onto the railing, unwilling to let go. "Huhu, I don't think I'm ready! Won't it be embarrassing if I don't get chosen? I can't do it, I'm too nervous! Huhu, I want to die!" she cried and wailed.

"Are you going or not?"

Song Yaoyao shoved her hands in her pockets and watched speechlessly as Tang Xinrou ignored her own image.

"To be honest, I just received 200,000 yuan from Song Jingwan last Friday. This role..."

"F*ck!!"

Tang Xinrou shot up on her feet. Without waiting for Song Yaoyao to finish, she pulled her out angrily.

"I'm going to get this role! Don't fight with me for it!"

"Well, if you really don't want to, you don't have to force yourself~" Song Yaoyao grinned like a little fox.

Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes. "Pfft! I really want it, okay? Hmph, don't even dare to compete with me! There's no window of opportunity whatsoever!"