Liu Yun was also caught off guard; the show hadn't even officially started yet, but the footage had already appeared.
This type of camera doesn't stare at the locked target; it will take pictures along the target's line of sight when the time is right.
That's incredibly intelligent.
At this moment, all the cameras were pointed at Liu Yun, and the screen was filled with her incredibly beautiful and striking face.
Liu Yun: ...Suddenly I'm selling my face.
"These are not for sale; they are all experimental products. We used them to film a variety show to see if there were any bugs that needed to be improved."
Everyone couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.
Wen Chu reached out to touch the goldfish swimming beside him, but the bright red goldfish rubbed against his fingertips, which surprised him greatly: "Does this still need improvement?"
Qin Cang clicked his tongue: "Even if we don't improve it, we might not be able to afford it. It must be very expensive!"
When Liu Yun was filmed face-to-face, the live chat went silent.
Several seconds later, he heard these words and then let out a wail.
"Huh, a prototype? It's just a prototype? Which company's product is it? When will it be released?"
"My heart is itching! My wallet has a mind of its own."
"Not for sale," and my heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly died.
"..."
Some people were also asking, "Director Liu? Which Director Liu?"
"Is this the director? Are you sure it's not some up-and-coming star?"
"(⊙o⊙)...All the good-looking ones have gone behind the scenes, and all we're being fed are the ugly kids of capitalists? Am I blind? Can't I tell the difference between beauty and ugliness?"
"Those ahead, there's no need for you to destroy yourself like this!"
"Just because I glanced at you in the crowd... Director Liu, why don't we quit directing and become actors? I can't forget you after just one look. Such a distinctive and stunningly beautiful face! Director Liu, I urge you to be kind and not waste such a gift!"
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