The scene had just finished, and it seemed that someone had found the exact time. In a flash, most of the eyes of the crowd fell on them.
It seemed that the young actress had deliberately slowed down the pace of her red eyes being held up by the two men. Everyone could only see the tears in her eyes and her action of pursing her lips.
Debbie had always been straightforward. She could only glare at the young actress without saying a word when she saw that she deliberately pretended to be weak and vulnerable.
"Don't say that. It was my fault that I lost my footing. Miss Debbie would never do that to me." With red eyes, the young actress thanked the two persons beside her and then explained for Debbie.
Most of the people present looked at the little showgirl who was about to cry. And at the same time, they looked at Debbie who was a fearless girl. In the end, they shifted the balance to the side of the delicate young actress.
The director handed a bottle of water to the man walking off the stage. Raising his eyebrows, he seemed to gloat at Baron's discomfiture. "Should we go to rescue her?" he asked.
Taking over the water in a leisurely manner, Baron looked up and shook his head with a soft smile, "No, it's time to make her more concerned."
"It's not a big deal if the leading role of the movie is finished first. I'll go to rest for a while."
"Why don't you put on a long face? I'm afraid you can't bear it." The director rubbed his chin, squinting and smiling mischievously.
As if he didn't care, he turned around and left. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at that strange position, which was hard to tell right for the time being. He shook his head slightly, as if somewhat helpless.
The director, however, saved them from embarrassment, "Finish the shooting as soon as possible. I'll take you to have a good meal in the afternoon."
Debbie finally escaped from the embarrassing scene. However, the young actress flicked the dust off her body and served her as a good friend, giving her a box of cookies.
She couldn't win her heart anymore.
Upon hearing this, Consuela nodded her head. She had never expected that there would be so many malicious people in the entertainment world who had even set up a little assistant.
Debbie couldn't figure it out. "I thought she wouldn't let me off easily and might get herself in trouble."
Adding a candy to the milk, she took a sip and said with a smile, "She can recruit some fans for her and have them scold you."
Maybe the woman was jealous of Debbie.
Debbie was angry and said, "Why are there so many bad guys out there? It's lucky that I'm not as ugly as them."
In her fury, she would never forget to praise herself.
"After hearing what you have said, it seems that it's none of Baron's business. Do you vent your anger on him?"
Looking at the woman in front of her with a pathetic look, Debbie said through gritted teeth, "I'm not an unreasonable woman. There was a fire in my heart and a fire was burning on my head."
The woman sitting opposite to her was like a professional listener. When she was thirsty, she pushed a glass full of water towards her.
"Baron is crazy. He kept asking me to buy something for him. The filming site can't even buy those things. She has to drive out."
The sun was not as hot as summer, but it was a little bit miserable for a white-collar worker in the city who used to sit in the office air-conditioned for a long time.
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