Wu Jia was squatting in the corner of the set, grabbing a lunch box. Before he could swallow the braised pork in his mouth, he heard a scream from the other side of the studio.
The sound was as shrill as a pig being killed, and the whole shed buzzed. Wu Jia threw away his chopsticks, stood up and ran over there. Several attendants rushed over, and some even cursed: "What the hell do you call me in broad daylight? I'm scared to death."
The moment Wu Jia ran into the dressing room, she felt something was wrong.
