The call was picked up after a while.
"Hello," came a rather haughty voice from the other end.
Chu Liangxia made a judgment in her mind.
Male, around thirty years old, bad temper.
Throwing off the blanket, Chu Liangxia sat up for a while until the other party asked impatiently again, then she spoke unhurriedly, "I'm the person you were looking for last night."
Then she added, "My name is Chuchu."
The person on the other end paused, then asked, "The composer Chuchu, or the video editor Chuchu?"
"Both," Chu Liangxia replied in a calm tone.
The composer Chuchu, the video editor Chuchu, the photographer Chuchu...
Using the name "Chuchu," she composed music for people, took on editing jobs, and even published photography works... Basically, for any industry where she could remain anonymous, she would choose the name "Chuchu."
Even Ling Xize didn't know how many times she'd used this name; she felt there was no need to say, nor did she mention it to Feng Ziheng.