"This golden retriever is so excited. Mr. Zhao, can you calm it down?" Director Wu Dong looked at Zhao Feng and asked in a helpless tone.

"This... My words don't seem to work. I'll give it a try." Zhao Feng took a glance at Zhang Han, went to the front, squatted down, touched Dajin's head, and said something to it.

One minute later...

"First scene, take two. And... action."

"Stop, it's still too excited."

The director ...