"Assistant Director, are you alright? Did Teacher Ji hit you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Sister Qian never lays a hand on the weak!"

"You can know a person's face but not their heart. I have a feeling the assistant director was sexually assaulted?"

"Huh? No way, Sister Qian wouldn't be so desperate, would she?"

The assistant director, hearing the surrounding whispers, felt his face turn pale. Finally, when he could no longer bear it, Ji Qian raised a red silk ribbon and shouted, clearing his name:

"Does anyone here wear a red belt for their zodiac year? I'd like to borrow it. The assistant director will give everyone a mental health bonus after this is over!"

The assistant director, who considered himself the one most in need of emotional support, turned pale again upon hearing this, but not daring to offend Ji Qian, he could only weakly agree:

"Yes, I will apply for special subsidies for everyone after the event, so please participate actively."

Before this, the assistant director had no idea that there were so many people in the team who shared his zodiac sign.

Looking at the red ropes being held high, the assistant director was deeply shocked. No wonder their film crew was so unlucky; it turned out they were all going through a tribulation during their birth year!

Goodness, no wonder this recording went so badly, turns out I had so many buffs stacked up!

[Everyone else is just clashing with Tai Sui in their birth year, but you guys have directly stirred up Tai Sui's nest!]

[Hahaha, the assistant director's face turned green again.]

The assistant director's face turned green almost as often as the Hulk's.

Under the guidance of the assistant director, the staff began the final wrap-up work. Ji Qian and the assistant director agreed that the staff would have their identities verified after the wrap-up was completed.

While waiting, Ji Qian strung the red belts she had collected together and carefully soaked them in the holy water brought by Ying Xu for a while. Then she began to attach the Five Emperor Coins, which were kindly provided by Xu Qi, to the joints of the red ropes.

Looking at the bizarre and incongruous rope in Ji Qian's hand, Xu Qi couldn't help but sigh, "Luckily, the Dean didn't see this ugly fusion of Chinese and Western styles, or she would definitely have given you a beating."

Ms. Liu Xue, the director of the orphanage, is a staunch believer in Indigenous Christianity. Therefore, she has always looked down on Western Christianity and has even made the astonishing statement that "the Bible is just a fantasy novel!"

"I call this being prepared for a rainy day. What if foreign devils don't buy into this copper coin and red string thing?"

As Ji Qian spoke, she handed the braided portion of the red rope to Xu Qi:

“Draw some exorcism talismans on it, and then tie on those crosses that Yingxu brought. With these buffs stacked up, I don’t believe any foolish ghosts will dare to mess with us!”

Seeing Ji Qian's ferocious expression, Xu Qi opened his mouth but didn't dare to say anything more.

[I have a feeling... Ji Qian isn't acting right?]

Finally, someone noticed. I felt she was on the verge of a breakdown.

But why? It was fine just now.

[It seems like it turned out like this after I talked to the assistant director.]

What did that pervert do to Sister Qian?!

[Calm down, even if something did happen, it was your sister Qian who did it to him!]

I don't think it has anything to do with the assistant director. Have you guys noticed that Ji Qian keeps glancing towards the camera?

[It seems so, but isn't it normal for celebrities to be aware of the camera?]

[We've been filming for so long, have you seen Sister Qian ever care about the camera?]

Sometimes I even suspect she forgot she was filming.

I have a feeling she's glancing at the cameraman.

[It seems so! Help! Could there be something wrong with the cameraman?!]

Seeing that the commotion among the staff had subsided, Ji Qian handed over her work to other guests and went back to the assistant director's side:

"Assistant director, how's everyone's identities being confirmed?"

"Well, everyone except Brother Zhao has been confirmed."

The assistant director felt a little guilty when the matter was brought up. He didn't know what was wrong with Brother Zhao, who refused to take off his mask no matter what. If it weren't for the other staff members watching, he would have pounced on him and snatched it away!

"Teacher Ji, how about we just forget about it? Brother Zhao really doesn't want to take off his mask."

Even so, the assistant director knew that Ji Qian would not be satisfied, and sure enough, he said, "No, this involves the safety of the entire crew."

After saying that, Ji Qian walked towards the photographer surnamed Zhao.

As she got closer, Ji Qian realized that the photographer surnamed Zhao was even more heavily disguised than she had imagined. In addition to a mask and sunglasses, he even covered his ears with a hat!

Even though she was mentally prepared, Ji Qian still felt a little guilty when she actually got close to her.

Ji Qian subtly took a step back with her right foot, her whole body tense as if she had just had hyaluronic acid injections. She squinted, trying to keep her vision below the other person's head, before asking:

"Excuse me, photographer, could you please take off your mask so we can take a look?"

"Teacher Ji, I have hives and it's not convenient for me." The man's voice sounded a little distorted through the mask, but Ji Qian still felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Looking at the suspicious man before her, Ji Qian became even more determined to see his true colors.

"Please cooperate; this is for everyone's safety."

Seeing Ji Qian's resolute expression, the man took a step back and refused again, saying, "I'm sorry, Teacher Ji, it's really inconvenient."

Rejected again, Ji Qian felt a vein throbbing on her forehead, but out of respect, she politely repeated:

"Just take off your mask and sunglasses, and you won't be photographed."

“Teacher Ji, really no…!” The man’s word “no” was interrupted by Ji Qian’s sudden action.

Ji Qian reached out and grabbed 'Photographer Zhao's' hat. 'Photographer Zhao' felt every hair under the hat wailing in agony: "I was wrong! I'll take it off! I'll take it off right now!!!"

In an attempt to save his precious hair, the man let out a pitiful roar, but it was too late.

"Why does the voice sound a bit like Director Liu's?"

"No way, isn't Director Liu on vacation with his family in the country?"

"What vacation? I heard he went to get his hemorrhoids removed!"

"Huh? Isn't it because of having a second child?"

Amidst the whispers of the staff, Ji Qian grabbed the man's hat and hair, throwing it to the ground while saying:

"You're such an unprofessional guy, all you can do is imitate a voice and you think you can make a living like this."

Director Liu, who was thrown to the ground, felt every part of his body groaning in pain.

He took off his glasses, mask, and hat, struggled to his feet, and was about to say something when he first saw strands of black hair falling down with the hat.

Director Liu was speechless and choked with emotion, tears welling up in his eyes. It took him a long time to regain his composure.