Qin Guan continued performing without a pause, gesturing at everyone angrily. "Stop laughing! Pay attention! We are shooting a film here!"
"Ha ha..."
Feng Wei patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "You are a comedian in the making."
Thank you so much!
Soon, the second half of the scene began.
Fan felt the back of a policewoman's waist brush against him. He looked stupefied.
Policewoman: Do you feel that?
Fan: Yes.
Policewoman: What is it?
Fan fell silent before he turned to Qin Guan for help.
Qin Guan got impatient with him. He poked Fan's head with his slender finger, exasperated with Fan's failure to look good. He looked like a woman grumbling in a flirtish manner.
Feng was taking long breaths, trying to hold his laughter back. It's the altitude. I'm suffering from hypoxia!
"What do you feel? Tell me!"
