Half an hour later.
Wei Xu's back was soaked with cold sweat. The cold wind blew and reached her down to her bones.
The photos that she took were saved in her camera. Director Zhou looked over the photos. He was disappointed. None of them could be compared to the ones taken for Ji Jin. Some were even unacceptable.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry. I'm too nervous." Wei Xu found an excuse for herself.
"Did you do well when you were shooting for Ji Jin?" Director Zhou sighed. However, she was his friend's daughter so he couldn't be too harsh on her.
Most young people's standard was not stable.
Yu Xiaohan posed for such a long time only to be told that the photos couldn't be used. However, she just smiled gently and followed her assistant to take a rest at the side.
Director Zhou wanted to return the camera to Wei Xu but someone snatched it from him. The person used a slight force and the camera landed in her hand.
