Chapter 1774: Do You Trust Me That Much?

Was this how Zhan Bo addressed his manager in private?

Big… big tiger?

But Qiao Mianmian thought about Li Hu’s appearance and realized that he did have a huge head.

She was speechless.

She curiously asked, “Why don’t you want to join this show?”

Didn’t many artistes want to partic.i.p.ate in this show?

Zhan Bo pursed his lips and didn’t even bother to hide his disgust. “Who wants to partic.i.p.ate in a show that’s obviously going to make you suffer? It’s just for exposure, right? But I don’t lack exposure now.

“So, partic.i.p.ating in this show is just icing on the cake for me. It won’t affect me much if I don’t partic.i.p.ate.

“I’d rather stay at home for a month than go to a poor place and suffer for a month.”

Qiao Mianmian’s eyes widened in shock.

She looked at him in surprise and asked curiously, “Zhan Bo, you’re telling me this… Aren’t you afraid that I’ll tell others?”

They had just met.

They’d only played King of Medicine for half an hour, and he’d helped her out at the airport.

And he dared to speak so fearlessly in front of her?

Although she couldn’t possibly tell anyone, he had to be cautious.

Zhan Bo had been in the industry for a few years. He shouldn’t be a noob in this aspect.

Zhan Bo smiled as if he didn’t care. He looked at her and said with certainty, “Because I know you won’t do it.”

Qiao Mianmian asked, “…Do you trust me that much?”

“Mm.”

“But we just met.”

“Mm, we just met.”

“Then, why do you think I won’t tell anyone?”

Zhan Bo smiled again, his tone still firm. “Based on my intuition. Then, tell me, if it wasn’t for exposure and popularity, would you want to partic.i.p.ate in such a show?”

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.

Indeed, if they didn’t want to increase their popularity, few artistes would willingly partic.i.p.ate in such a show.

Who would want to suffer?

But Qiao Mianmian didn’t miss another piece of information from his words. “You just said that we’ll be badly hara.s.sed in this episode?”

Zhan Bo nodded.

“How did you know?”

“There’s a script.” Zhan Bo glanced at her and asked curiously, “Why, you didn’t get it?”

“No.” Qiao Mianmian was confused. “Is there really a script?”

She had never partic.i.p.ated in such a show before, so she wasn’t clear about it.

But she’d heard that variety shows needed scripts.

“Of course there’s a script. Do you think it’s really a random performance?” Zhan Bo smiled and said, “Some of the details are random, but the overall direction follows the script. Variety programs with scripts are better-looking and have more effects.”

“Is that so?”

Qiao Mianmian thought about it. She really hadn’t received any scripts.

She immediately sent Linda a WeChat message: [Sister Xie, is there a script for this show? Did you not send it to me?]

After a minute, Linda replied: [I think there’s a script. I’ll look for it for you. Hold on.]

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.