Action!
Zhang Liang began from outside the area and ran in small steps towards the chair. Feng Mian was sitting with a book in her lap. Even though her expression couldn't be seen clearly because she was reading, Zhang Liang's face lit up when he saw her.
His legs began to move faster as he rushed to Feng Mian's side.
"Huan'er."
Feng Mian raised her head and looked at Zhang Liang. She tried to smile, yet it looked so awkward. Zhang Liang saw it and waved his hand, telling them to stop the filming.
"Uh, is it that bad?" Feng Mian asked nervously.
Zhang Liang nodded. "You look like you just see a ghost."
Feng Mian: "…" can't you say something else?
