Song Xi’s hand burned slightly from the phone’s vibration.
He knew they were filming at this time, so why would someone call? Was it that urgent?
“Teacher Song,” Tao Qingyu called her.
Song Xi worried that Lou Yuming might have something important, so she said, "Wait a moment," and walked out of the classroom with her phone.
"Look at Teacher Song's expression, is it her boyfriend!"
"Ah, does Teacher Song have a boyfriend? How come we never heard about it?"
"I'm just guessing."
"..."
Boyfriend?
Liu Dongdong frowned. He had heard Qin Feng mention that her boyfriend was a small assistant. Heh, indeed, what kind of person matches what kind of shoe. How vulgar!
The corridor was full of staff. Song Xi glanced around, then went into the restroom with her phone.
"You... how..." The man stammered after saying only a few words.
Song Xi didn't know if it was her signal or his, but she could only see his chiseled face pixelated.
"..." It was a bit scary.
Song Xi turned off Wi-Fi and turned on mobile data. The signal was much better. Although the picture quality was blurry, it couldn't hide his handsome features.
"...Bad signal?" Lou Yuming frowned, clearly noticing the problem.
Song Xi said, "It's better now. What were you saying just now?"
Her voice was very soft, with a hint of ethereal quality.
Lou Yuming asked, "Where are you?"
"The restroom."
His brow furrowed slightly. Did she have to take his video call stealthily?
"...Doesn't it smell?"
Song Xi actually sniffed and said, "No! The auntie cleans it every day, it's very clean!"
"..."
This scene was too bizarre, and he didn't call for a video to discuss whether the restroom smelled or not!
"What time is your flight tomorrow?" Lou Yuming said, "I'll have Assistant Yao pick you up."
Song Xi held the phone to her ear, listening carefully to his words, then pulled it away, angling it at forty-five degrees to her face to make it look smaller.
"No need."
"That's fine... have Xiao Mo drive you."
Lou Yuming stared at her small, palm-sized face. He couldn't tell if it was the angle, but he wondered if she had lost weight. He hadn't looked closely last night.
Unexpectedly, Song Xi suddenly said, "No, I'm not going back tomorrow."
Lou Yuming's typing fingers paused, and he deleted the information about asking Yao Yifan to book a restaurant for tomorrow.
"Reason."
Logically, Ge Baitao, that big-mouthed woman, should have told her about the annulment of the engagement. Was she still angry?
His expression became very serious. Song Xi suppressed her urge to chuckle and was about to explain when she suddenly heard someone knock on her stall door.
"Um... Teacher Song, I mean no offense, but my legs are going numb from squatting."
"...Do you have a sanitary pad?"
Song Xi: "..."
Song Xi shivered and hung up the video.
Lou Yuming on the other end: "..."
"Good, you've learned to keep me in suspense now!"
He immediately called back, but each call was rejected.
The man's face turned dark with anger, he pushed his back molar with his tongue, and his eyes seemed to spell out two words: "You're looking for death."
...
At this moment, Song Xi fumbled to turn off her phone and passed the spare sanitary pad from her pocket through the gap.
"Thank you!!"
The other person was extremely grateful.
Song Xi's expression held a trace of panic. She pretended to be calm and went to wash her hands, but in reality, she was waiting for the person to come out.
She recognized the voice, it was Mi Xuan.
Dai Ze had told her before to remain single, and even if she dated, she had to keep it a secret. Not to mention her current ambiguous and complicated relationship with Lou Yuming, if anyone found out, it would bring more danger.
When she entered before, she had specifically called out, but no one answered. When did Mi Xuan come in? How long had she been in? What had she heard?
Song Xi's mind was a bit of a mess.
After Mi Xuan finished, she came out and saw Song Xi still standing blankly by the sink. She snickered, "Teacher Song, washing your hands for so long?"
Song Xi hurriedly turned off the faucet, "Mi, Senior Mi."
"Don't!" Mi Xuan quickly denied upon hearing the address, "We're about the same age, calling me senior is mocking me. Either call me by my name, or like me, call me... Teacher Mi?"
Although they were similar in age, she had been in the industry longer than Song Xi, so calling her senior was not at all excessive.
However, since she was unwilling, calling her Teacher Mi was also acceptable.
"Teacher Mi."
Mi Xuan smiled faintly, washed her hands, and put them under the hand dryer. The machine was a bit loud, so their voices were correspondingly louder. One might think they were arguing.
"Don't worry! I didn't hear anything!! Besides, you gave me a sanitary pad! I'm not someone who would repay kindness with enmity!"
"...Ah? Oh, thank you, Teacher Mi!"
"But next time you make a call, you'd better find a more secluded place!! It's not safe here!"
"Okay, I'll be careful next time!"
"What?" Mi Xuan teased her deliberately, "Speak up louder!!"
Song Xi took a deep breath, "Thank you—!!"
The moment she spoke, Mi Xuan immediately took her hands out from under the dryer.
So Song Xi's "Thank you" was deafening and earth-shattering!
Song Xi: "..."
Mi Xuan blinked her eyes, "Teacher Song... what a generous spirit!"
Song Xi: "…………"
She felt that Mi Xuan had a bit of a dark-bellied attribute, just like Lou Yuming.
At this moment, a trainee happened to come out of the men's restroom next door. Hearing the loud shouting from the two women, they were startled.
...What the heck, Teacher Song and Teacher Mi are fighting in the restroom!?
So the news spread like wildfire. Within minutes, the news of Song Xi and Mi Xuan's "discord" had spread throughout the entire production team.