Even though Jiang Xun was at the recording studio, Guixin still felt a sense of panic that Jiang Xun could pass through the camera to find him at any time.
Jiang Xun's gaze was so direct that it seemed as if she could see him through the screen.
Guixin unknowingly broke out in a cold sweat. His entire body was frozen in his chair, and his heart was beating in a panic.
"Director! Director!" Xiangtao's voice rang in Guixin's ears several times, and Guixin finally recovered.
"Director, what's wrong?" Xiangtao saw that Guixin's face had turned pale. "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Guixin's forehead was covered in sweat.
Guixin didn't notice it before, but now that he came back to his senses, he realized that the back of his t-shirt was soaked in sweat.
"I'm fine. It's just too hot," Guixin explained in a daze.
Hot?
The air conditioner in the room was already on full blast.
Many female colleagues even put on their coats.
