Poison doctor transferred to become a movie king [Ancient wears the present]

It is not the few negatives that are discarded, but the entire film. Repeatedly NG is burning the crew's money, so if you can't NG, don't NG.

Anyway, without the camera on, Lin Huaisu was more casual, but he still smiled at the camera, nodded, and greeted politely.

Little did he know that the camera was in operation, not only recording the whole process of his leisurely walking around, but also several other photographers who took pictures were also frantically capturing him.

The directors were still pretending to be arguing, and pointed at the returned footage on the monitor: "This one is not bad."

"This part is fine too."

"Here, you can cut a gif and make it public later."

"Although it's not well shot here, it can be cut into Reuters."

The male lead who was sitting not far away heard the director's words, his face turned black. He took a deep breath and looked away, but suddenly found a bag next to his chair.

This bag seems to have been carried on Lin Huaisu's useless assistant before.

The male lead sneered, threw the things in his hands on the ground, and when he went to pick them up, he groped for the backpack.