"Achoooo!"

Inside room three, Hyun-Min Kim sneezed abruptly, then frowned and sniffled. His nose was very stuck.

"Lord Hyun-Min, is your rhinitis acting up again?" His manager immediately looked worried.

"F*CK. It's sooooo uncomfortable staying here." Hyun-Min Kim got up and paced in the room, feeling unspeakably irritable.

At that moment, his pupils suddenly stopped and he stared blankly at the unassuming coffee table in front of him. Then, he said angrily, "F*ck! Who put these chrysanthemums here? Don't they know I'm allergic to chrysanthemums?"

"GASP!" The manager inhaled sharply, then immediately asked someone to dispose of the bunch of chrysanthemums. "Lord Hyun-Min, are you okay, do you want me to call a doctor?"

He leaned in front of Hyun-Min Kim with a concerned look. He stared at Hyun-Min Kim's face very nervously and said, "Thankfully. Thankfully there are no hives on your face. You can still go on stage."

"I'm going to the bathroom to take care of it," Hyun-Min Kim glanced in horror at the chrysanthemums and hurried to the bathroom.

Whoosh!

The sound of flowing water was heard from the bathroom.

Hyun-Min Kim used his hands and wiped his face frantically with water. At the same time, he could not stop cursing in his heart.

At that moment, he focused his gaze sharply. Through the mirror, he saw a pair of small eyes staring at him in the corner behind him. It was a gray, furry creature.

"This is..."

He rubbed his eyes and felt a little frightened before he turned around to look.

At a glance, his entire body felt like it was struck by lightning and his eyes nearly popped out. All he felt was his soul being yanked out of his body, though he was fortunate not to have fainted.

His big eyes stared at the creature's small eyes for half a minute.

"F*CK! AHHHHH—"

An extremely miserable cry came from the bathroom, followed by a scream that was on the level of a soprano!

Clatter!

Hyun-Min Kim pushed open the door of the bathroom and was practically leaping out of there. His entire body was still trembling.

"Mouse! A mouse!"

His voice turned sharp and he screamed as he ran. However, he ran too fast and his foot was caught on the coffee table. His toes snapped at once and his entire body leaned forward and fell onto the ground.

Silence!

Everyone was stunned.

Everything happened in such a short moment that their brain circuits simply could not keep up.

The manager was stunned.

The bodyguards were stunned.

Chen Xiaoyan was stunned.

Zhao Liangying was stunned.

Did he have to be so...unlucky?

"OPPA!"

After a few seconds, the manager finally regained his senses and screamed anxiously. He sprinted forward but was left completely flustered because his feet tripped and his body immediately soared into the air. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, he landed on Hyun-Min Kim...

"Poof!"

Zhao Liangying quickly covered her mouth with her small hand. Her shoulders were trembling violently and she followed Ye Lingchen away quickly.

"It's so funny. I'm going to laugh myself to death..." Zhao Liangying laughed so hard that she was out of breath and could not speak for some time.

After calming herself down for a moment, she looked at Ye Lingchen in surprise and said, "You're amazing. You were so on point when you read his fortunes. Do you really know how to tell a person's fortune?"

"Uh-huh." Ye Lingchen smiled slightly.

"Then tell mine!" Zhao Liangying was incredibly eager.

"You? Good future prospects, good health." Ye Lingchen said casually.

"BAH!"

Zhao Liangying exclaimed. Her cheeks were reddish and she stopped talking.

Chen Xiaoyan stood beside them and she stared at Ye Lingchen from time to time. No one knew what she was thinking of.

"What's wrong? What's the matter? "

"F*ck, something happened to Hyun-Min Kim. This is outrageous. How can something happen in his room?"

"I heard that he was scared by a mouse. He looks pretty miserable!"

"Huh? Scared by a mouse? Isn't he a man? "

"F*ck me, I just heard a scream. It wasn't his, was it? I thought it was one of the sopranos screaming."

It was a serious matter that soon spread everywhere. Anyone who was backstage quickly knew about it.

Tap, tap, tap!

Feng Xiaofeng had a gloomy expression as he rushed over with a group of people. Ye Lingchen noticed an acquaintance of his—Lin Ao.

The injury was not that serious, but it was an injury to the toe and Hyun-Min Kim was famous for being a dancer. That meant he would not be able to recover and dance within that short amount of time.

"What's the matter? What kind of accident is this? Did someone attack you?" Lin Ao asked. He led the team that was responsible for the security here.

The manager shook his head and had plenty of difficulty speaking. "A mouse scared him."

"..." Lin Ao glanced at Hyun-Min Kim and there did not seem to be anything wrong with him.

"It's over, I'm afraid there's no way we can have the Chicken Pretty performance." Feng Xiaofeng's brows frowned tightly and the cold sweat on his forehead was flowing out.

The Spring Festival Gala had already started for some time, but the ratings were surprisingly low. Netizens were still cursing them online, which subsequently attracted the attention of the higher-ups.

The Spring Festival Gala was the highlight of the country and naturally attracted much attention. At that time, however, its reputation has fallen sharply, making the higher-ups very displeased. Most importantly, the whole thing was an entire mess. It was over! Everything was done for that time!

"Blablablablala!!"

Hyun-Min Kim laid on the sofa with a very ugly expression. He cursed and threw a tantrum.

He made plenty of money in China yet never bothered to learn the Chinese language.

"What did he say?" Lin Ao frowned suddenly and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"He said that the Chinese Spring Festival Gala is...garbage," the translator spoke rather uncomfortably.

Boom!

Before he could say anything, Lin Ao delivered a kick toward the sofa and sent Hyun-Min Kim flying out and rolling a few times on the ground.

"This is just a warning. You're on our turf now. Keep your mouth clean!" Lin Ao snickered.

Hyun-Min Kim was stunned and dared not let out a single peep.

Then, Lin Ao turned to Feng Xiaofeng and said indifferently, " Director Feng, the so-called changes you made this time are questionable. I'm wondering if you've thought about how you'd give everyone an explanation?"

"I, I..." Feng Xiaofeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and was practically crying. "How long more till Hyun-Min Kim's Chicken Pretty?"

"Director Feng, there are only two programs left," the staff member said urgently.

"Then hurry up and slot some other performances in!" Feng Xiaofeng gritted his teeth. Changing the programs at the last minute was suicidal, but there was no other way at that point. It was better to change the performances than have no show at all. At least his demise would be less ugly.

He hurriedly said, "Chen Xiaoyan! Look for Chen Xiaoyan! And Guo Dongshan, too! Follow the previous schedule and have them start preparing."

Chaos!

The entire backstage was frantic and everyone got busy.

Soon, everyone noticed Chen Xiaoyan not too far away.

"Chen Xiaoyan, help!" Feng Xiaofeng rushed over immediately. " May I trouble you to please hurry up and prepare? You'll be on stage in eight minutes."

"Ah, I'm the one who's going onstage?" Chen Xiaoyan was a little confused. "But I forgot some of the lyrics..."