The people gradually arrived, and the director led the entire crew to burn incense and pray for a smooth shoot.
Then, everyone went to take their costume photos.
Mu Yan walked over to Lin Jiamu, seeing him wiping sweat from his forehead with a tissue, and asked, "Why did you come so late?"
"I only arrived at the film city this morning." There was exhaustion in Lin Jiamu's voice.
Mu Yan nodded, "After the costume photos are done, go back to the hotel and rest. You're not needed this afternoon anyway."
"Okay." Lin Jiamu nodded, his gaze suddenly falling on her, after a moment of silence he asked, "How have you been lately?"
"Pretty good. How about you?"
"Same here." Lin Jiamu smiled.
"What have you been busy with lately? I haven't heard from you in a long time." Mu Yan asked.
Lin Jiamu lowered his eyelids, answering, "Preparing for a new album and such, haven't had much time."
"Another new album." Mu Yan looked delighted, "Congratulations, hope your new album sells well."
