Mr. Jin said: "I heard that your acting skills have improved so quickly." He still remembers the embarrassing appearance that Qiao Yihang could not film for many times.

Qiao Yihang said modestly: "Just meet the standards."

"I have to try it before I know if it meets the standards." Mr. Jin smiled and threw down the battle post.

Qiao Yihang looked at the invisible battle post on the table, smiling without saying a word.

When the filming was officially started, Lian Juexue was wearing a pair of huge sunglasses and sat behind the camera. The air pressure was very low.

Because it is a downtown area, even if the shop is cleared, there are still people stretching their necks outside the store. Every movement and stillness form a strong contrast with the low air pressure inside.

Master Jin leaned against the back of the chair and looked at Qiao Yihang lazily, "Is it fun to work on the police?"

Qiao Yihang twitched the corner of his mouth reluctantly, "I can't starve to death."

"Oh?" Mr. Jin raised his hand and took out the cigar and rubbed it under his nose. "It's a pity that you can't smoke cigars here."

Qiao Yihang was stunned.
Chapter completed!