"Cough cough cough, it's not what you think!" Shen Mochen waved his hand, "Anyway, I'm fine now, you don't need to worry about me."
"I'm not worried about you at all, I'm just worried that when you die you might be too close to me and your blood might splatter on me," Xia Qingrou said coldly.
Liu Chaoyan gently smiled. "Alright, you two stop quarreling. In any case, this is the situation. In a few days, someone will come to shoot, the exact timing hasn't been set, but we need to prepare... The crew members are all ordinary people, we must ensure their safety."
Han Muxue asked indifferently, "How many people will be coming, how many days will they shoot, and where will they sleep?"
"There won't be too many people, just three in total, one of them is an active Buque, to ensure the safety of the photographer and the host. No need to worry about sleeping arrangements―they will leave the node after daytime shooting to rest outside, and come back the next day."
