Director Wang glanced at Lin Baici, his eyes suddenly brightening.
He had been too focused on getting angry before to notice, but this young man was really handsome!
Just this face alone should be worth hundreds of thousands, no, a million at the box office.
"Do you know kung fu?"
Director Wang inquired.
Before Lin Baici could speak, Sister Qing immediately slapped Lin Baici's back, clearly hinting at him not to say he couldn't.
Lin Baici was certainly not that stupid. He looked at the crowd, at the soda bottle in the makeup artist's hand, and ran right over.
"Sister Zhou, could I borrow that bottle?"
The makeup artist didn't know what Lin Baici intended to do, but faced with a handsome man's request, she didn't refuse.
Lin Baici took the bottle back and handed it to Sister Qing.
"Hold this for me, like this!"
Lin Baici had Sister Qing hold up the soda bottle.
"Raise it a little higher!"
