Qiao Yu tilted his face upward and saw his nose, swollen and huge, engorged and fiery red.
Even the soft flesh on either side of his nostrils was more swollen, looking like two red sea cucumbers dangling on his face.
In Zhou Xuan's eyes, Qiao Yu's current appearance resembled a game character—Void Mask!
Zhou Xuan originally felt sympathy for Qiao Yu, but upon seeing his tragic yet funny look, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Did you faceplant into the ground? Can't you be a bit more careful? Don't you know to protect your nose with your hands when you fall? You're holding up my big plans!"
Director Liu's suggestion was quite against human nature.
Falling from a high place and using hands to protect the nose? Sure, the nose might be saved, but the person would probably be gone.
"Director Liu, should we withdraw for now?" Qiao Yu discussed with Liu Tianen.
