If one had to describe what it was like at this moment, Yang Qiong felt like he had returned to junior high.
Originally, he was lying on the table and doing his homework as usual. Suddenly, he saw the form teacher's face appear in the window beside him. She was staring at him expressionlessly, and cold sweat broke out on his back. It made him feel terrified.
Although he didn't do anything, being stared at like this…
Yang Qiong was a little distracted as he watched the replay just now. Fortunately, his back was facing Murong Qiao, so the other party couldn't see his expression and thoughts.
The two of them remained silent for a while. As soon as they arrived at the set in ten minutes, they started to organize again and prepared to film again.
The staff who had finished resting had also prepared their equipment. The actors were waiting for Yang Qiong's order.
