Gu Huaichun turned his head to look at her.
"What's wrong?"
His turning away from the camera made his face invisible in the shot.
He immediately took this opportunity to threaten her with his eyes and mouthed the words, "Don't play tricks."
Zhou Yun opened her arms and said coquettishly, "I can't walk anymore."
A vein popped on Gu Huaichun's forehead.
Silence.
Zhou Yun smiled brightly and said, "Will you carry me on your back?"
Her smile was innocent and radiant.
Because of that smile, Lu Yuan was about to call cut but then he stopped himself.
Zhou Yun continued to smile, and the message in her eyes was accurately conveyed to Gu Huaichun's: Aren't you the one who prides yourself on being a professional actor? The director hasn't called cut; surely you can continue acting, right?
Gu Huaichun let out a cold laugh, and his demeanor naturally became warmer.
He walked up to Zhou Yun, turned around, crouched down, and with a face of helpless indulgence, he said, "Come on up."
