724 Zhang Zian Had the Red Carpet All to Himself

"Is it really canceled?" a freckled teenager asked. His voice was filled with disappointment as he stood outside the Cubix7.　

"I'm sorry, kid. It might not be shown today," a cinema staff answered with regret. "Go home for now."　　

"When will you play it, then?" The freckled teen didn't want to give up.　　

The staff member shook his head. "We are not sure. The only thing we know is that the gentleman in charge of interpretation suddenly fell sick in the hospital. As for when it will be played, we might have to wait for his recovery. I suggest that you go home first and keep an eye on the news."　　

"But the film festival only lasts ten days. Will that interpreter recover within ten days?" The freckled teen looked sad. "After ten days it will no longer be screened, right?"