"Just tell me which scene it is. I'll give it a try." Gu Xiqiao pulled her wooden hairpin out, letting her silk strand-like hair down onto her red dress. There was still a smudge of artificial blood on the corner of her mouth. Slowly, she shuffled towards Cheng Zhou with a lazy expression on her face.
One of the crew members handed her a wet towel, which Gu Xiqiao used to wipe her face clean. After that, she nodded slightly towards that person. "Thanks."
"Ah, no! No need to thank me!" The young lady who helped her was caught off guard by Gu Xiqiao's courtesy.
"It's this one. Here, take a look," said Cheng Zhou as he pointed at a part of his script.
Before Gu Xiqiao could look at it, a red silhouette swooped in at her face.
"Ah! It's Xixi!"
"Hurry on over Xixi!"
Almost everyone there recognised who this red feather ball was. Why if it isn't Gu Xiqiao's favorite little pet.