There are two hours left until shooting begins; it's the time for actors to do their makeup and styling.
The director hasn't arrived yet.
The cameraman is adjusting the equipment, and the prop master is checking the props.
The studio is orderly and organized.
At the door of the makeup room, a fashionable and stylish girl in a T-shirt and jeans is angrily entangled with the assistant director.
"Mingyu, although the role of Qing Yue is just a supporting role with only a few scenes, it stands out among the supporting roles in this play, whether in makeup and hair or character emotions. Didn't I come directly to you without looking for anyone else initially? You agreed so well, but now when it's time to start, you stand me up; did I say anything? And now you're making a fuss with me—do you think, is that reasonable?"
"Well... can't I just regret it? Brother Zhang, can't I apologize to you?"
