Li Zijiu was inside.

Without further hesitation, I ran towards the photography studio.

Splat!

The curtain moved.

The stagehand at the door turned his head in that direction, blinked, waited for ten seconds, but no one came in, so he blinked again.

"Assistant Director, did I see wrong? I felt someone come in, but I didn't see them." Judging from the way the curtain was lifted, someone must have come in. I even felt a gentle breeze. But where is the person?

The assistant director was taken aback, slowly took off his glasses, and wiped them with a cloth: "There's no one here. You're too nervous, you're hallucinating!" Although he had felt the same way just now, the director had already started glaring at him, so he didn't dare say that.

Liu, the production assistant, quickly said, "Ahem! That's right, I've been so nervous these past few days! I'm so sorry, Director, I'll definitely keep a close eye on the door!"

"Hmph!" Director Feng snorted coldly. None of these guys gave him any peace of mind. They were really giving him a headache. If it weren't for their strong professional abilities, he would have replaced them long ago.

Turning his head to look at Li Zijiu, who had a cold expression, the director felt even more troubled.

"Hey, Mr. Best Actor, we already agreed that it's just one shot, only a few frames in total. Can you please be quicker?" It's just a close-up of someone taking a shower, but you insist on having them dressed. Isn't that infuriating?

Who takes a shower while fully clothed?

This crucial scene was something I told Li Zijiu when he received the script; it was a must-have. But what happened?

I'm just not happy about it right now.

Li Ziju remained motionless. Director Feng took the book from his hand and said in a cold voice, "Tell them all to leave!"

Director Feng choked: "How are we supposed to film this scene of the couple's little romantic moments if you let your co-star leave?"

Li Ziju remained expressionless: "I'm not the director!" The implication was that if you were the director, you were in charge of making the arrangements.

...That's infuriating!

Fortunately, this wasn't the first time I'd gotten angry.