The director had made up his mind and decided he would no longer interfere with Maya Monroe's brilliant performance.
Over there, Maya suddenly stretched lazily, covered her mouth, and yawned. Her slightly squinted peach blossom eyes still held a trace of grogginess from not fully waking up.
It's about time. Not only do I need to gather coconuts, I must also leave enough time to set up the tent, otherwise it'll be troublesome come nighttime.
Maya frowned and tossed away a piece of hay stuck on her sleeve, then patted her clothes.
[Maya: I've been squatting in the livestream for two hours, and Maya's finally awake, boohoo...]
[Strawberry Delicious: Haha, why does Maya seem so down-to-earth? Is she still the same face-saving, show-off socialite as before?]
[Glug glug: Just stared at the livestream and accidentally fell asleep. When I opened my eyes, Maya was just standing up too, haha, what a coincidence!]
