Luo You stepped forward, handed her a bottle of water, and pressed her shoulders, soothing the overstrained muscles from filming.
After resting for roughly three to four minutes, and barely drinking a few sips, the assistant director called them to start shooting the next scene.
This was He Jinxia's daily routine in the crew: tense, busy yet fulfilling.
Director Wilson wanted to continue watching, but when he felt someone tugging at him, he walked out with Stanlanca.
Once they were at a distance with no one nearby, Wilson asked eagerly, "So, the actress I recommended, she's reliable, right?"
Stanlanca was older than Wilson by a generation, his hair salt-and-pepper, exuding an air of having been through many battles.
With a stern face and deep furrows on his brow, he pondered for a while then slowly nodded, "Yes, her emotional outbursts during performances are intense, and she has good physical health."
Wilson smirked, "Of course, who do you think picked the actress?"
