‘Cut’? Why ‘cut’? I refuse to accept it!

Song Shuhang had a bad premonition.

But right at this time, Director Jacob nodded, very satisfied. Thereupon, with a smile, he said, "Try out those clothes on Mister Song and choose the most suitable one. It's better to choose one that doesn't cause trouble while running."

Just in this fashion, the various make-up artists grabbed Song Shuhang, and brought him to another dressing room.

"You want me to try out these clothes?" The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched. Then, he started to struggle with all his might. "Stop joking. I don't want to wear these clothes!"

However... possibly because it was a dream, his strength of the Third Stage Realm was unable to prevent those make-up artists from dragging him away.