Before Nora Scott could finish speaking, her eyelids gently lifted, and she saw a room full of people, all sorts of cameras, and... a visibly stunned Rosa Sullivan.
?!
Nora, a bit more awake now, frowned and stretched her long neck, looking up at Julian Linfield: "Why didn't you tell me it was 'Listened National Music'?"
"I didn't say?" Julian was confused.
Nora: "..."
"Never mind," Nora said as she picked up a book and stood up lazily, asking the show crew, "You can shoot your footage without putting me on camera, right?"
Production team: "..." Having Nora in the frame would certainly mean a huge cost.
But didn't Master Linfield tell you that you're already on camera, and it's live?
Julian said discontentedly, "How are you going to assist me if you're not on camera?"
Nora gritted her teeth: "..." But I don't want to let Rosa piggyback off my fame.
After hesitating for a moment, Nora sighed, wrinkling her brows, and gave up arguing with Julian.
