"Cut...!"
Yan Renzhong straightened his posture and extended a hand to a co-star, whom he just killed in a scene.
"Good job," he praised the other actor.
"Thank you, you were awesome as always. It's always a pleasure performing an act with you," the actor said in reply.
Yan Renzhong smiled.
"Little Yan...!"
When he turned around, he saw Wen Guilin approach with a bottle of water and a fresh towel.
Her grim face suggested that something troubled her.
Yan Renzhong took a sip from the bottle and wiped sweat off his face.
"What's up?" He asked.
"It's that mentee of yours, Lang Yuxuan. The shooting for the second season of 'Dance Of The Dragons' is going to start next week, but he has yet to overcome his heartbreak. I don't know what to do with him."
"Ah."
"Little Yan, please do something. Anything. Talk to him. Baby him."
Yan Renzhong sighed into his towel.
"Do we have anything planned for tonight?"