Xu Lingyue remained mostly silent throughout.
Zhou Yun asked, "Director, when the two of us have a conflict later, why don't we stand by the wall? Is there wind up on the terrace? Is today windy?"
The assistant director said, "Not very windy."
"That's good." Zhou Yun nodded, "When filming outdoors, the biggest fear is strong wind messing up the hair, can't even keep eyes open."
Zhou Yun stared at Xu Lingyue's hair for quite a while.
Xu Lingyue, unnerved by Zhou Yun's gaze, asked, "Sister Xiao Yun, is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me?"
Zhou Yun said, "Did you use hair gel?"
Xu Lingyue nodded and said, "Yes, is there a problem?"
"I noticed your hair isn't budging at all outside."
"Huh?"
"Though the wind isn't strong, there's still a breeze." Zhou Yun said, "Doesn't look very natural."
Xu Lingyue said, "That's the hairstyle the makeup artist specifically did for me."
"Still looks handsome." Zhou Yun smiled.
Xu Lingyue smiled somewhat bashfully.
