After the outdoor performance ended that day, most of the guests and staff were so tired that they went to rest early.
The director waved his hand and turned off all the cameras directly.
[No, just let me quietly watch them sleep.]
[Better not, with cameras on, they might be self-conscious and not rest well.]
[I didn't notice them paying attention to the cameras. Didn't you see Yi Heng's face go all dark and pale? He didn't care, and Gu Ran and the others just flopped down when the guests left.]
[Oh my goddess, what's up with you?]
[Am I the only one who's not quite satisfied with everyone's performance?]
[Yeah, you don't even have to be there in person to enjoy such a performance. By the way, I'm a fan of Miaomiao, and I've recorded all her performances.]
[I'm her fan too, and I've just tagged Zhu Fangfangfang, waiting for him to edit it and add some stirring background music.]
