Isn't this his Little Candied Plum?
Editor: Caron_
Upstairs, in the makeup room:
Gong Xu leaned against a big, comfortable chair with his legs crossed and a phone in his hand. He was currently engrossed in his game while the hairstylist, makeup artist, and stylist frantically worked around him.
There were two little assistants by the side. One of them held a massive coconut, standing beside him attentively. Once Gong Xu moved his gear to neutral, she would have to bring the coconut over carefully and let him have a sip.
The other person was standing a few steps away, busy snapping photos of him.
"Xu-ge, it's done. Please take a look to see if these are alright?" The assistant brought the camera over nervously for approval.
Gong Xu took a quick glance and the disapproval was evident on his face. "Tsk, you didn't even get a good shot of young master's stunning looks!"