Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, and following the voice, a person rolled and crawled out from the crowd.
"Director, Director." The man looked quite robust, holding a large camera, and was panting heavily as he ran.
"What's the matter?"
The Director looked at him with some displeasure; he was from the film crew, responsible for filming.
"There's, there's a child."
It was hard to tell if he was naturally stuttering or just nervous, but it was excruciatingly difficult to understand him.
Upon hearing this, Shen Xian's suspicion was confirmed!
She stepped forward and asked urgently, "Where's the person?"
The cinematographer, nervous, glanced at the Director and then at Shen Xian, his mouth opening and closing several times, but he just couldn't get the words out.
"Will you fucking speak up? You're stuttering so much it's like someone's going to die!"
Da Huzi glared at him, furious and exasperated.
