His name was Yang Yang. He glanced sideways at Zhang Ye with a sunken expression.
Zhang Ye didn’t pay any attention to him, and pressed the button for his level, looking relaxed.
Yang Yang didn’t attempt to speak to him either. The two of them had already argued in the past, so of course they didn’t want to speak once again!
The lift went to the basement first, where Zhang Ye walked out. He walked straight to Studio 7 for the recording. He entered by pushing the door. Damn, it had already transformed into a whirlwind of activity and staff.
“Is the signal okay?”
“It’s almost there.”
“I’ll adjust it a little more, then.”
“Lights, we need some more lights over here!”
Over a dozen people were busy climbing around and carrying equipment.