Then, he bent down and sat on the empty bench beside him, his gaze drifting around the set.
Finally, it settled on a long-haired girl in a white dress by the sea, his body lazily leaning against the umbrella pole, his lips curling with interest.
The makeup was fixed, everything was ready, the director shouted "Action," and just like before, Qin Jiaxuan fiercely lunged at Ji Anning, grabbing her hair.
Time and again, each time as ferocious and "in character," the surrounding crew members couldn't bear to watch the scene.
Ji Chicheng's hands on his legs suddenly clenched into fists, just as he was about to stand up, Qi Helian next to him suddenly clicked his tongue, "That little stand-in must have offended the big star. They've stuck on one shot seven or eight times now, such good long hair, I bet her scalp is swollen by now, really heartbreaking."
At these words, Ji Chicheng's deep eyes suddenly narrowed, emitting a dangerous light.
