"What kind of talk is that?!"
Everyone in the live streaming room went crazy!
"Let me at him! I'll go in and bite him!"
"We won't allow anyone to disrespect our King of Film, Chen Ming!"
"Who does he think he is?!"
Chen Ming walked over and stretched a bit.
"Chen Ming!" Celia called out to him.
Little Ximi also stared at Gilbert. This uncle wasn't nice at all. As soon as they met, he wanted his daddy to do a dangerous stunt.
Chen Ming signaled to Celia and the others not to worry.
"I can teach you, it's not impossible."
Gilbert's eyes lit up, with a hint of mockery inside.
"How are you going to teach? A live demonstration? Like this and this?"
He then performed a few moves in succession.
But Chen Ming laughed. "Making a movie isn't about just knowing a few moves. Like a rash youngster."
"What do you mean, rash youngster?!" The person didn't understand.
"It means I'm complimenting you," Chen Ming replied.
The grin on the person's face became even more pronounced.
