The director didn't think much about it, straight away pointing in one direction, "They're over there going over the script. It's a key scene, so they've been trying to get the feeling right these past few days."
"Oh? What scene?"
The director chuckled: "A bed scene."
Thud--
The man's steps abruptly came to a pause.
Indescribably, an even colder aura seemed to have enveloped him.
The director, feeling unsure, raised his head to look at the silent man. Those jet-black eyes were focused intently towards one direction, even colder and piercing than usual.
Director: "President Luo?"
For no known reason,
he strangely felt a sense of chill creeping up his neck.
Even though there were heaters working in the set, it still felt bone-chillingly cold.
