Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve GOGOGO!
"NO, NO, NO! Margaret, I need them! I said I need them! Without them, there's just no feeling... NO!"
In the dimly lit editing room, the same voice echoed with each edit. Although this was their fourth collaboration, the bargaining between the director and the editor never ceased. Margaret, wearing black-framed glasses, focused intently on the computer screen, controlling the mouse with one hand and pressing keys on the keyboard with the other, completely ignoring Wang Yang who was shouting beside her.
Upon hearing a long sigh next to her, Margaret shrugged her shoulders and said, "Yang, even though you just won an Oscar, I'm not buying that." Both burst into laughter at once, and she continued with a smile, "I've been editing your movies for years. I know exactly what you want, and this is the best result." However, Wang Yang shook his head and replied, "No, not this time, I need it to be more delicate."
