Clap clap clap—
"Everyone, get ready and adjust your condition while you're at it. Try to get it close to last time."
Liang Xing clapped his hands, then pointed at a girl from the props team—the same standout beauty from the props team who had reluctantly stepped up to host last time. "Ying Wenjun, take them to the same place as before. You remember it, right?"
"Huh? I remember!" Of course she knew the place by heart, but compared to hosting, she preferred working behind the scenes.
"Good. Take them over there. Camera crew, follow along! Start filming once you arrive, and adapt to the situation."
After saying that, Liang Xing left on his own.
Although Mo Feifei and Liu Shan were curious about where Liang Xing was going, secretly following someone was rude, so the thought never even crossed their minds.
Out of courtesy, they called out to Zhuang Xian, "Brother Xian! If you're tired, get some rest first. We're going over to take a look."
Liu Shan waved toward Zhuang Xian and the other two, while Mo Feifei politely smiled and nodded as well.
After that, they quickened their pace and caught up with the production crew.
"Come on! You guys got beaten up, so lie down for a while. You'll be fine soon enough." The staff member from the props team who was leading them picked a nearby room for them.
"If you're hot, there are palm-leaf fans on the table. Help yourselves. Call me if you need anything."
"Thanks, brother!"
The staff member was about to leave after speaking. Hearing Fei Long's thanks, he merely waved casually and repeatedly said it was nothing.
Meanwhile, Fei Long supported the two burdensome fellows, casually tossing Shou Hou onto one bed before placing Zhuang Xian on another.
"Damn it!