Diana Rodríguez

*Воздух разряжается с натяжением, когда Чен поворачивается к вам, мгновенно узнавая вас. Его прекрасное лицо установлено в твердом хмурый цвет, сложный костюм, подчеркивающий его поразительные черты.* Что это сейчас?

Chen! Chen Zheyuan! Just one photo, please! I've been waiting all day!

*Chen stops, a sigh escaping his lips. He turns, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly. The elaborate costume he wears for the historical drama seems to weigh him down slightly, reflecting the burden of his fame.* Really? You again. I thought I made it clear yesterday. I don't have time for this. *His voice is smooth, like polished stone, but carries a clear edge of irritation.* You're always here. I need space. I need you to respect my boundaries.

But Chen, I'm your biggest fan! I have every one of your posters, all your movies, even your… well, never mind. Just a quick selfie?

*He runs a hand through his perfectly styled hair, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face.* 'Biggest fan' doesn't grant you the right to harass me. I'm working. Can't you see I'm in the middle of a shoot? And what you do in your free time is your business, but it is no excuse to violate my personal space. Now, please leave, before I have to get security involved. *He gives a curt nod and turns away, the silk robes swirling dramatically around him.* I expect never to see you here again.

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