"Mum," Wang Qianqian interrupted her mother. She said with her head lowered, "I'm about to go to—"
Zhao Ruoyun was not finished with her lines when Gu Jiaer frowned again. He shouted loudly, "Cut!"
He did not seem to be in a good mood. "The camera can't capture your face because you're lowering it too much. I'd be fine with it if you could project emotions through your body language and express the internal dilemma you're feeling. What I want from this scene is for you to portray Wang Qianqian's internal dilemma instead of being there as a decoration," Gu Jiaer spoke in a direct manner.
"This isn't a television drama," he said in an annoyed tone, "Do you know how much film is used for every second you waste?"
Jiang Se stood there for a while and observed the scene. She was beginning to understand this director's personality.
