章 838: Felt Like Dying Of Embarrassment

Originally, she had planned to endure it and strive to pass this take, but it was getting more and more itchy, so much so that she even forgot her dance routine. She could only stop and reach out an arm to scratch her back.

The director noticed that she had interrupted the performance and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's okay, Director. One more time, please."

Lan Ling-Er had never encountered such an awkward situation before, but fortunately, the itch was temporary.

At the second take, the same thing happened again. The shoot was interrupted halfway through and everyone was watching her scratch herself like a monkey.

If this went on, everyone was going to feel an itch—to laugh.

Many people were snickering. The director said, "Did you not take a bath? Go to bathe yourself now and don't make all of us wait for you."