"Why is the backstage so messy? Where are the clothes and props?"
"Hiss." The woman was hit and covered her head, trying to hold back her temper, almost yelling, "Is there anyone who can take care of this? Is this a backstage or a trash can? The clothes haven't been retrieved yet?"
The girl who bumped into someone hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'll get it right away. Sister Zhou said her skirt was unraveled and asked me to help her fix it. I just came back. I'll get the other things right away."
The woman couldn't stand it anymore and waved her hands: "Go!"
She looked around, feeling annoyed by the chaotic backstage, and knocked on the door hard: "Where's Jamie Qiao!!!"
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