After a busy time, the two of them finally sat in the nanny car. Xia Zuo took out a notebook and began to read out Nan Haoxiang's work today.
Photo album shooting from 6:00 to 10:00
Dance practice from 10:20 to 12:00
Rest from 12:00 to 1:00, have lunch, and discuss ideas for the afternoon shooting with the director
1:00 to 4:00 to shoot the MV for the latest single "Obsession"
4:10 to 6:00 Concert rehearsal
Hearing the tight schedule, Nan Haoxiang didn't feel strange at all. He had already been used to it, but... "You were so cruel when you first took office?"
"Nonsense." Xia Zuo looked out the car window nonchalantly, "My good vacation is gone because of you. If I don't take the opportunity to make a profit from you, how can I be worthy of my dead vacation!"
"Oh, aren't you afraid of exhausting me to death?" Nan Haoxiang chuckled.
"Tch, I don't mind if my artist dies and I take some time off."
Nan Haoxiang frowned, why do these words sound so familiar? It seems like he just said it?
Seeing his tangled look, Xia Zuo turned his head and looked out the window, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
In fact, how could she really arrange such a tight schedule? She did not regard him as Superman.
Suddenly, she remembered something, took out a bag of stuff from her backpack and threw it to Nan Haoxiang, "Here, eat your breakfast quickly, you only have ten minutes."
Nan Haoxiang opened the bag and looked at the dry bread inside, his delicate eyebrows knitted together again. "You just let me eat this?"
Xia Zuo raised his eyebrows, "If it weren't for someone who couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed in the morning, we would have been able to drink a bowl of hot porridge. It's just that someone didn't take advantage of the opportunity."
Needless to say, this "someone" refers to Nan Haoxiang who is lying in bed.
But Nan Haoxiang didn't feel ashamed at all: "Soy milk, I want soy milk. Agent, don't tell me that you don't even know how to make basic bread with soy milk."
Xia Zuo turned his head coolly: "No."
An icy aura suddenly erupted from Nan Haoxiang's body. He stared at Xia Zuo, wondering whether fighting with a boy would hurt his image.